"Evan I hope you have a great life……." Dylan coughed, "I love you" the line went dead

"Dylan, Dylan"

Evan was running up to the others house with that memory stuck in his head. 'what the hell did he mean by that call' he reached the door and rang the bell.

no one came but a faint sound of a cat was heard. "Colbalt" Evan pushed the door only for it to swing open.

"Dyl" he walked to the stairs and saw water running down.

"Dyl" he ran up then and to the bathroom he opened the door only to see Dylan in the tub with cuts down his wrist and his cell in the water, the water still running.

"Dylan you idiot" he picked him up and they went to the hospital

It's been a week since then and Dylan hasn't woken up, Georgie rarely comes and Henrietta comes once a week.

Evan brushed Dylan's hair watching his face carefully, "come on Dyl wake up……..you don't know how much hell I'm going through" he gently held the others hand and waited for any news.

"ummmm sir the doctor would like a word with you" a young nurse said to him as she walked in.

Evan looked at her when she got close to Dylan, she saw this, "don't worry I'll be here til you get back" and she gave him that smile of friendship, He got up and walked to the doctor.

"I'm sorry to say this but….."

"doctor" they heard the nurse shriek happily.

"what is it?"

"Dylan……he woke up" Evan couldn't believe his ears, they walked in only to find him asleep

"well he was",

"it's all right just keep an eye on him" and they left.

It was getting dark and he hasn't open his eyes, Evan laid his head down next to Dylan's hand.

"I must be in heaven" he heard a weak voice say and a hand In his hair. "this is heaven……the real you would never be here" Dylan said and continued playing with Evans hair.

"Dyl" Evan rose his head, making sure not to hurt him more. "I'm real, and your not dead" Dylan looked disappointed,

"so why am I alive, no one cares……..so why" Evan shook his head when he heard this,

"because this conformist cares" he said pointing to him self. "this conformist love you like no other Brittany Spears or Justin Timberlake can " Evan leaned down and kissed those small cold red lips.

Dylan couldn't believe it Evan, damn leader of the Goths confessed his love for him. "and if you try this again I'll be joining you in hell" Evan said serious,

"sure and it'll be our little death" they laughed, Dylan coughed.

"you need rest" he laid Dylan down and covered him up.

"Ev"

"hmmm"

"can you lay with me…….I'm kinda lonely" Evan laughed and laid on the hospital bed.

"be a good Goth and I might get you coffee tomorrow" Evan said as Dylan snuggled into him like a conformist.

"ok" they fell asleep peacefully.


this story was Inspired by one tree hill, this is one of my fave couples. they might not sound gothy and i'm sorry for that. review if you want

do not own any characters in this production