(Kian's POV)
It's only been a week since Sam broke it off, and I haven't heard a word from him since it all happened. I miss him. I miss him so much. I love him, I will always love him. But he doesn't want to be with me anymore. I called him after he got out of the hospital. He told me if I ever called again, he'd kill himself.
It was either me stopping being an annoying pain in the neck for him, or him wrapping a rope around his neck.
I chose the simpler option.
I needed him to live.
And if me attempting at fixing the relationship was going to cause him to die, I had to stop.
I can at least live with the peace at mind that at this very moment, the boy I am in love with and will always love is alive and breathing. And as long as I stay out of things, it will stay that way.
But it's killing me. I don't know how much more I can take. To be completely honest here, I've stopped eating completely. I can't. I can't while I know Sam's in pain and that he doesn't want me anymore.
I cry myself to sleep every night thinking about him. I've destroyed things he gave me, every one of my friends thinks I'm insane. But they don't understand. Sam and I were ENGAGED. As in to GET MARRIED.
We were going to get married. And now we aren't, I suppose.
Everything still hurts and nothing makes much sense.
All I know now is that I miss him.
(Sam's POV)
I miss him.
I know that it's dumb, and that I was the one who broke it off, but I need him. He's my happiness, and I'm completely stupid for shutting out the sunlight from this broken window.
I reach out for my phone and hover for about ten minutes over the call button. I cannot go through with this. I need to see him in person.
I get in my car and drive over to the o2l house. Everyone is suprised to see me when I knock on the door, especially since I've been living in a beaten up motel off the highway ever since they let me out of the hospital.
Or maybe they're suprised to see me because I've shut everyone out of my life. I'm welcomed to a gigantic hug from Jc, and then Jenn. Tyler and Troye say hi as well and then I see him. I see a skinny boy with brown quiffed hair standing at the top of the stairs looking down at me, now tears streaming like waterfalls down his cheeks.
He walks down slowly, as if he still cannot believe that I'm here, and that I'm not really a ghost or something.
"Hi." I say.
He smiles slightly and then hugs me tighter than I've ever been hugged before. He begins crying again.
"I love you." he whispers.
He lets me go and he takes me up to his old room, where I suppose he's been living these days, and we sit on his bed to talk.
"Why did you come back?" he asks.
My tears begin to come out too.
"I love you Kian. Leaving you was the biggest mistake I've ever made."
He kisses me softly and then smirks. "You don't think I was gonna let you leave that easy, did ya?"
I half smile and he hugs me tightly.
"I'm never letting you go again. I promise."
