can I be your superman?

Move on

Tatem's POV

Wow. Just wow.
I just broke a mirror. And my hand is bleeding. It's strange that my physical pain doesn't block out the pain I'm feeling inside. I'm currently in an ambulance since the nurse couldn't patch me up with a few band-aids. My hand hurts like a bitch though.
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Why did I do that? Niall hasn't moved from my side, even when the doctors tried to force him out. I couldn't really hear him but I swear he told them I was his girlfriend. Um where was I when this happened?

I'm about to get out under, so they can stick my hand. That's good. At least I'll be where there's no such thing as death, and I have my Charlie still....

Niall's POV

Bailee came rushing into the room, just as the anesthesia kicked in. She stared me down and advanced with a finger pointed at my chest. " You. Did. This." She growled.
"No I did not! And who's this Charlie guy? Did he hurt her?"
Bailee grabbed my wrist and pulled me out into the bleach white hallway.
"I'm going to tell you. But no questions. Do you understand?" I nodded my head and waited for her to start. She took a deep breath and began.
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Tatem

Charlie softly ran his fingers down my face, staring at me with his gentle grey eyes. "I miss you Tatie. I heard what you said earlier about how you miss me and can't move on. I want you to. I saw Niall and I know he would treat you right."
"No Charlie! I ca-"
"Shhhhh yes you can."

He started to fade away and I desperately tried to clutch his hands, but he pulled away. The darkness consumed him and I was left alone, yet again. But then a light glittered in the distance, and I ran towards it. When I came close I noticed it was about the size of a door, and I walked through. A man slowly turned around and then his familiar eyes looked at me.

"Niall?" I questioned, yet I knew the answer. He slowly walked towards me, and my heart started to beat faster and faster, with every step. I stepped forward to meet him halfway and before I knew it, we were inches apart. His warm breath tickled my face an sent goosebumps down my arms. He leaned down until the space between us was spilt and he hesitated, our lips suspended in the ghost of a kiss. My lips burned, yearning for the familiar burn of affection.

He then spoke, "Wake up Tatem" his words confused me and I then realized that I was dreaming, none of this was real. I took a step back and bit my lip.

Then I woke up
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Woo another chapter! Just so you aren't confused this story has been a couple weeks. Not like two or three days. Niall an Tatem have spent some time together in physics and other classes they have together. just to clear that up. So vote, comment and all those good things!