If I Die Tomorrow.

James Madison's POV

"James I'm sorry but you'll only have about a day." Said a doctor standing over me, his expression was stone and merciless. On the small hospital bed he looked at me, I continued to stare at the wall, we were alone.

I… Was, alone.

One day earlier.

I sat on the small bench waiting for my boyfriend Thomas to come pick me up from the gelato shop on the corner of Floral Road and Wood Street. The gelato shops name was And Passover.

I waited there the sun beating down on me when a man walked up to me. He looked like he was homeless and in need of money. The poor man. He came closer to me.

"Sir do you mind sparing me some change?" He asked in a quiet, ruff voice. He stood shoulders hunched over himself.

"Of course." I said putting down my fresh strawberry gelato to grab my change from buying the frozen treat. "Here you go, I hope you can get yourself a nice meal." I said handing him a 20 dollar bill instead of the change.

He walked away nodding as if to say thank you. Once he turned the corner I looked through the small bush to see him take out his phone. I stood up and all at once walked toward him my hand in a fist.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Thomas standing there staring at me, with what I believe to be fright in his eyes. He's never looked at me like that before.

"It isn't worth it, don't waste your energy."He said pulling me into a hug, I dropped the cup of gelato on the ground and hugged him back so tight that he was pretending to gasp for air. We both laughed, he put his arm around my tiny self and pulled me in as we walked to the car.

We drove down the street when I realized Thomas had made a wrong turn, where was he going? He didn't say anything but my mind was buzzing. I began to list all the places we could be going.

We pulled into a unfamiliar little parking lot, there in front of us was a old practically abandoned beach. I looked at Tom and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."

We both got out of car, Thomas went toward the trunk of his truck, so, so did I. He pulled out a beautiful hand sewn blanket. He grabbed it and scooped me up.

He carried me to the edge of the water and acted as if he was going to drop me in. We both laughed and he kissed me all over before putting me down and fixing the blanket. I sat down beside him and put my head on Thomas' shoulder.

"I love you James." He said barely in a whisper. I took my head off his shoulder, I was in shock. He loves me? Do I love him? What even is love?

"I-I need to go home I need to grab the thing from the place." I said stumbling toward the car. All of the sudden the world began to spin. Everything was blurry. "I need-"