“I don’t know!” Jake shouted at me.

“Jake calm down!”

“I will not calm down! You’re breaking my heart in two!”

“I thought you loved my brother?”

“I made it up! I knew you didn’t feel the same way for me so I lied! You happy now?” a single tear rolled down his check. I moved forward to wipe it away but Jake only jumped back, “No stay away from!”

“Jakey?”

“No Nick you don’t get it, I love you!” those three words froze me. Jake laughed a humorless laugh, “See you don’t love me back! You prance around like your Mr. everything and I love it! I love how you always so happy even in the worst of situations! Yours always there for me and I want to be always there for you! Forever! Everything you do makes me love you more! Nickolas Reed I love you with all my heart and I have since that first day we meet!”

I just stared at him frozen still, my best friend loves me. It’s like a drama read directly from a book read by teenage girls. This was supposed to be the part where I find that deep down inside I have always loved him to, but this is not a made up drama for people’s enjoyment but my real life! I can either say I love you back and see where that takes us possibly breaking both of our hearts or lose my best friend forever.

“Jakey,” I whispered trying not to break down in tears but I could tell Jake was losing that battle. “I love you, but not in the way you want. I have always seen you as my best friend, a brother I wish I had, but I don’t see us as a couple,”

I instantly regretted what I said. I saw Jakes heart break in his eyes, the way they tear up even more, his jaw tight and his hands shaking.

“Jake, but please I can’t lose you! I need you in my life! I trust you with everything and you know everything about me! We can’t throw this friendship away for one flipping emotion!”

“Nick you never been in love have you?” he whispered, his voice shaky, “Love isn’t an emotion you can turn on and off. You can’t turn to your safe place and expect it to make it all better. Everytime I see you or hear your name my heart flutters! When I am with you I feel like I can be myself and you won’t judge me. You helped me accept myself and even with most of the school hating me for being gay you taught me I can still be happy!”

“I may not know anything about love but I do know…” I was interrupted by the phone ringing; I just ignored it until I heard something drop from upstairs. “Mom?”

“NO!” she shouted running down the stairs almost tripping. I caught up with her and held her shaking body in my arms.

“Mom, what's wrong?” he eyes were puffy and red with tears flowing over like a waterfall. She looked into my eyes then gripped me in an un-breathable bear hug with, if possible, more tears.

“Jess… Zain… car crush… hospital… dying…!” she managed to get out. My blood ran cold as I processed those six words.

“No, that can’t be right, Zain is in my room. Right?” I looked to Jake who just shook his head no and looked at the ground.

“He snuck out saying that ‘your best friend should be there for you in a time like this’,” he barley whispered.

I stood there comforting my mother before it all caught up with me, car crush, hospital, dying! Who’s dying?

“We have to go now! Jake get the car keys from the kitchen, I’ll get my mom in the car, hurry!” I cradle my mom, well tried but I'm too weak so I just ended up dragging her behind me, to the car. I made Jake drive not trusting myself. When we finally made it to the ER Jake rushed out saying something about finding out the room numbers leaving me to get my mom.

“Oh Nicky!” my dad ran out with a tear streak face. We embraced in a bone breaking hug before he scooped up my crying mom. I followed behind him to the entrance.

“Rooms 269 and 270,” Jake took my hand and lead my down the maze of hallways to the rooms where two people, despite our differences, might be dying. I ran into room 269 being the closest to me which just so happened to be Zain’s room. His pale body blended in with the sheets, his chapped pale pink lips in a flat line almost a frown, his eyes shut closed like they will never open again.

I gasped at the heartbreaking sight before me and collapsed in a chair. The doctor came in and explained everything that going on. Since both of the boys are unconscious no one knows for sure what happened but by the crime scene it looks like Zain was walking down the sidewalk probably not paying attention to what was going on around him when Jess lost control over his car sliding on the sidewalk straight over Zain.

Zain got the most damage with two broken legs, broken ribs, a broken arm, broken wrist, a cracked back, and brain and head damage. He has been in a coma since the accident with no signs of him awakening anytime soon.

Jake came and sat down next to me rubbing my back and holding my hand whispering soothing words. Any awkwardness between us was gone and I was just a friend in need of the other. About an hour later, after staring at Zain’s lifeless body I lost all control. I bawled my eyes out! I ended up lying on the floor with my head in Jakes lap trying to calm me down. Two hours after crying worse then a baby I pulled a chair up right next to Zain’s bed and hugged him not wanting to ever let go.

I know that I didn’t love him but he was important to me. No we weren’t officially boyfriends but still how would you feel if someone you absolutely hated came to you for help, ended up falling for him, then he just leaves you life?! You would be just like me! Of course he isn’t dead yet but the doctors don’t know if he will make it!

The whole time Jake was sitting next to me comforting me. Six hours later I was finally calmed down and was watching some lame cable shows in Zain’s room when I realized his parents haven’t came at all! When a nurse came in to check on him I asked.

“Oh we called his parents right away but they were in France for business. They said they would be on the next plane ASAP!” she then scurried off.

“Hello?” an unfamiliar woman walked into the room. She looked like crap! Her light blond hair was in a messy bun wearing a pants suit that is all wrinkly, and her heals in her hand. Her cheeks where red from what I'm guessing from running all over the hospital. Then man standing behind her was, well put it simple tall, dark, and handsome! With jet black hair, chocolate brown eyes, tan skin, and broad shoulders.

“Who are you?” he asked in a stern voice.

“N-n-nick,”

“Why are you in our son’s room?” he asked in a stress voice. There eyes went over to look at Zain and I saw both their heart break. So these are his parents.

“OH sorry I’m… um… I'm just going to leave, bye!” I jumped up from my seat grabbing Jake and ran out of the room. I softly closed the door behind us muting there cries.

“Nick, there you are!” my mom sniffed. “Where have you been?” she looked like she has been crying the whole time.

“Oh well I know that dad and you were going to be crying so I just stayed in Zain’s room keeping him company until his parents got here,” I mumbled.

“Oh well if you want to go see him your father and I are getting something from the café,”

“Oh um yeah sure,” I gave her a tight hug then went into the devil himself; Jess’s room.

I braced myself for the worst; like Zain, but Jess had more color on his face with only a broken arm and a small coma that the doctors thinks he will wake up from in a few days.

“He looks good,” Jake told me.

“Yeah better then Zain….”

“Look nick, I am sorry,” Jake took both my hands in his and stared into my eyes.

“I know,” I whispered then gave him a hug. I went back to Jess who looked so much better than Zain. They say that most homophobic people are usually gay just in denial, but when I look at Jess I see a confused person who doesn’t know how to accept people for them.

I sat in a chair and just watched Jess breathing till sleep took me away for the night.

“Nick! Nicky! Wake up!” Jake was standing in front of me trying to pull me off the chair.

“Ah, what time is it?”

“Two in the morning, sorry for waking you but Zain’s parents left to go home for the night…”I jumped up and saw my mom sleeping in a cot and my dad in a chair next to her fragile little body. They were so cute together and didn’t deserve kids like this. I sighed knowing that I will have to do whatever it takes to get Jess and I to stop fighting for my parents.

“Let’s go,” I absentmindedly took Jakes hand and lead him to Zain's room. He looked exactly the same. His body in a straight line on the bed with his head slightly lifted with a pillow. I took his hand in mine dragging Jake behind me.

I squeezed both their hands, “please, please let everything be ok!” I silently prayed for both Zain and Jakey. Zain's hand twitched in mine almost like he was squeezing back but then the red heart line on the monitor went frantic then laid in a… Oh my gosh no please, oh god no!

The line went straight.

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omg so much drama!! i luv writing hosptial scenes there so intense and dramtic!! :D

ok so first person with an awesome comment get chapter dedicated to them. in this comment you have to answer this questions!!

Do you think Zain should die or live and why!! also what charactors pics do you want me to put up?!?!

i rlly want to know bcuZ i dotn even know what to do yet... i can never plan my chapters its just whatever my finger type is what it is but this is a huge part of the story so yeah... either way there will still be alot more!! idk when it will be done hopfully around 25-30 chapters long :D