The Boys Next Door (o2l)

Chapter 11

Ok let's just begin with the fact that IM SO SO SORRY I LEFT. so in the time I was gone CONNOR left o2l which literally left me in tears. Also, HOLY CRAP ALMOST 300 READS I WANNA CRY. AND LIKE I HAVE LIKE 20 FAVORITES YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST EVER IDK WHY I EVER LEFT. omg I'm gonna be updating so much just wait. Ok love you byeee.

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(Lexi's pov)

I entered the hospital with a negative mindset. Why was I here, I didn't wanna see Connor. Wait yes I do what the hell is wrong with me.

"Can I see Connor Franta?" I ask the lady at the desk. "Mam Connor has restriction on who can enter his room," she told me not even looking up from her computer screen. "Well can I see that list?" I ask, annoyed. "Sure."

She handed over the list and there was like four people on it.

His mom, his dad, his sister, and me? Why me? Why not ricky, jc, sam, kian, EVEN TREVOR! He's like 12 (joke) but he probably will be able to handle this better than I can. This boys dying and in love with me and I have no clue what to do. I wanna talk to Jc more about the whole thing but like last night he sounded jealous when I told him. I don't know.

I showed lady my ID to prove that I'm on the list and she let me in. As I walked through the white, cold hallways, last nights horrible memories came back. The crying, the beeping noises, the smell of freshly sterilized equipment.

I pushed open the heavy metal door that led to Connors room. Ah fuck my life.

"Hey con," I barely whisper. "ALEXIS IM SO GLAD YOURE HERE," he practically screams. Look at him he's like a little kid aw he can be harmful can he?

"I'm happy too, so what did the doctors say? Do you have any hope?" I ask on the verge of crying. "Look I don't give a fuck about the doctors. I've been having headaches for years but I never got it checked out because I knew it would be serious, I cannot be tied down with wires and tubes!" Connor exhales. "Con it's for the best, but what are your options?" I ask scared. I don't want to set him off and remind him that his life is ending.

"Alexis I really don't want to talk about it. I really don't care. I just want to be with you." He says as he reaches over with my hand. I flinch as I feel his soft skin come in contact with my trembling hand. "Connor I like you too, but I have a boyfriend, and my boyfriend happens to be your best friend."

"Alexis for the millionth time I DONT CARE!" I could hear the anger in his voice,"GODDAM JC GETS EVERYONE AND I JUST CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!" "Connor! Relax, you'll get through it. I'll be by your side every step of the way." I say crying. "Look alexis, I'm sorry, I love jc like a brother, I've just been so angry lately," he says stroking my hand. "Its ok" is all I could get out. "Sorry Connor I have to go but call me if you need anything." And with that I left.

(Connors pov)

When alexis left I knew I had to get out. What ever it took I had to leave this sterilized jail. I looked around and made sure there was not any nurses around. I pulled all the IVs out of my arm and unhooked myself from all the machines. I grabbed my bloody hoodie and the sweats I was wearing and put them on. I took about three steps and developed a pounding headache. I was too dizzy to even find the pills so I just ran. With every pace my head throbbed more than it ever had before. I finally reached the back door an in one small push I ran out the hospital and to the closest street.

I almost threw myself at a passing car. A nice man in a suit opened his window. "May I help you?"

"Yes please just take me far, far from this hell, please just take me wherever you're going." I beg. "Sir hitchhiking is illegal. I'm afraid I can't do that." "Goddam I'm not some homeless bum, look up my name on the Internet- I'm Connor franta" and with that I blacked out.