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FOREVER
Title: Forever
Author: Sarah (sarahgosling@cogeco.ca)
Version: US
Pairing: Feat. Michael and Brian
Rating: PG
Category: POV, H/C, Drabble
Archive: Yes to ATP, and anywhere else (provided you ask!)
Summary: The story of how Brian got his bracelet. Takes place when Brian and Michael were seventeen.
Status: New
Author's Notes: Now I must stress that I AM a Brian/Justin fan, however since Justin would have been about five years old when this fic takes place it would not really be appropriate to have him here! This is just a friendship story between Brian and Michael, and since it's done in Michael's point of view it may sound like I am a Brian/Mikey shipper. Which I am not. Though I do really love Mikey and I understand where he's coming from so I like to be sympathetic!
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
He's sitting up in bed with a far off look in his eyes. He sees me by the door and I watch his face crumple and tears begin to fall as I walk in, closing the heavy door behind me. The hospital smell is strong and unpleasant. I sit on the edge of the bed and he leans his head against my shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Mikey," he says, "I just didn't know what to do."
"I know," I say, rubbing his back. I look down at his hands. His right wrist is wrapped in bandages I close my eyes and try not to think of what would have happened if he hadn't called me.
"I got you something." I tell him, reaching into my pocket, it's nothing much, I saw it at the gift shop on my way up here. He looks down at what I'm holding in my hand.
It's a bracelet, braided black leather with a bunch of tiny white shells tied to it. "You can wear it after the bandage comes off," I explain to him, "it'll cover it up."
"Thanks." Brian whispers.
"It's not just for that though," I tell him, "I want you to wear it so that you'll always know, no matter what happens, that you're loved. Don't ever forget that."
Brian doesn't say anything, just puts his arms around me. I do the same and we sit there holding each other for a long time. I wish I knew how to take his pain away, to make him feel all the love I know he deserves. But I'm just a scared seventeen year old kid and so is he. So we stay like this awhile longer until his sedatives kick in and my mom comes to take me home. I kiss him on the forehead before I leave. And looking down at his sleeping form, I know that I will never love anyone as much as I love him.
The End
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