Cole's P.O.V.I close the closet door behind me. The little slits in the door help me see through to Xavier. He is so nervous, his eyes look red and watery. He looks so small on his bed. So small and helpless. So skinny and bruised and hurt and limp. His frail chest quickly falls up and down with each breath he takes. I just want to hug and comfort him. I want to cradle him. I catch my thoughts before they take me to a place I'm not ready to go to yet. Yet. I repeat to myself. Yet.The door downstairs opens and I hear heavy footsteps climb up to Xavier's room. Xavier looks towards his door nervously, he looks back at the closet which I am in. Big eyes pleading me for safety. Safety I wish I could give him, but I am not sure I can.Stay strong Xavier, stay strong. Xavier lies his delicate body on the bed. "Xavier."

 Xavier gasps and he smiles so widely. "Cole? Cole please stay, don't leave, not yet." He said as his eyes darted between Cole's eyes.Cole's lips turned into a slight smile before his eyes slowly opened. His eyes were bloodshot. "Cole." Xavier breathlessly said. "Xavier." Cole chuckled slightly, before his face twisted with pain. He brought his hands to his head to ease the thobbing inside his skull."Cole?" Xavier speaks.Cole simply smiles."Cole!" Xavier hugs him, squeezing tightly."I thought, you were gone, I thought you were gone." Xavier repeats, still in shock.Cole sits up, feeling a little light-headed.They sit across from each other, chocolate gazinginto one

Cole's P.O.V."He's dead." I say.I look as the paramedics take his body out of the ambulance and into the hospital.I follow straight behind, not affording to miss any moment of Xavier. They rush through corridors and rooms to get to the equipment Xavier vitally needs, I look around, all I see are faces, they all have that same look, worry. They are all here because someone they care or love is potentially going to die. They are all feeling the same feelings I am. Why is love, the most magical experience ever need to be paired with the most disastrous consequences?Yes, love is the most beautiful thing.But fuck, it can come with the most horrible feelings as well.Pain.Worry.Sadness.Right now, I am hurting so much.

Cole's P.O.V."What about it?" He asks.I am taken back. I remember it like it was yesterday. Like I was watching it in front of me. I walked out of my house, my mother waved goodbye. I popped in my earphones and press shuffle, I like the universe to decide. I continued walking but see someone running up to me in the distance. I squint and make out the person, or should I say people, and the closer they came, the more people there were.I start to make out faces.I immediately calm down when I see it's just Shawn and my friends."Hey guys!" I yell, taking out my earphones."Wassup?" Shawn asks, as we all finally meet up.I look in his eyes and see something is off.I decide not to question a

Cole's P.O.V.I exhale softly and hold his eyes in my gaze."Ditto." I simply whisper back.The fact that he has cancer comes back to me.We don't have that long together.Unless the treatment works."Are you scared?" I ask softly.He closes his eyes."Kind of... I just knew it was coming one day." He shrugs his shoulders."What do you mean you knew it was coming?""My father always used to smoke inside the house, like heaps, sometimes I could see a gathering of smoke just floating beneath the ceiling, this was a while ago. My mother used to hate it too, but she doesn't say anything, I think she's scared of him. I had no choice but to breathe it in, I mean I couldn't hold my breath forever." He admits,