"Come on, that's not fair. You know I can't resist you when you look at me like that." I teased.

"Exactly, that's why I do it." He smugly replied.

"Its called PDA, look it up. And I'm in no mood for detention today." I stated

"Its called, kissing your boyfriend when the teachers gone, because you love him." He said.

"Come on, are you that filled with horomones that you can't wait another 20 minutes?"

"Well, yes. But I also love you and want to kiss you any chance I can."

"Now, don't make me feel bad. You know any other time I'd be more than happy to kiss you, but not when the teacher could walk in any minute."

"Please?, She's in the teacher's lounge, she could be held up for day's in there." He looked at me with those adorable blue eyes.

"Oh, fine." My intention was to give him one quick kiss and be back to my seat, but he had other plans

He held me to his body securely, one arm holding the back of my head and the other around my waist.

"What the hell?" I thought. "I'm going to get detention, might as well have a good reason."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and just kissed him slowly, our lips moving in synch, perfect.

"He's all mine." I thought, with a slow smile spreading on my lips.

I had a feeling that everyone was looking at us by now, but I really could care less. I was in the arms of my loving, caring, perfect, boyfriend, and I had no intentions of moving soon.

That was until, Matt came in. Matt, the longtime best friend of my boyfriend, Emmett. Apparently, delivering a note to someone named, Ada Claspy. At least, that's what I heard. I was a little occupied at that particular moment.

"Yo! Emmie! ( Yes, he called him Emmie...it sounds kinda girly, don't ya think?) What's up?" He shouted obnoxiously across the room...was he blind? Couldn't he see we were busy?

I mean, I love the kid, I really do. But he needs to grow some eyes, and a brain wouldn't hurt either.

Emmet let out a distressed groan and pulled away to see what his best friend wanted.

He still had his arms wrapped around my waist though, that I was glad for. I hated not touching him.

"Hey Matt. And I think you can see what's up, can't you?"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that dude...and dudette." He shot an apologetic glance my way. I smiled courteously back.

"Its just that the office wanted me to come tell you to get your ass down there, not in those exact words, though."

"Oh, okay. I'll be back babe."

"Bye." I said, as I kissed him one more time.

I watched him leave the room, he had a nice view from behind. I should watch him leave more often.

I turned to Matt, to ask why they wanted Emmett down at the office, but Matt was gone.

"Well, that was fast...and creepy." I thought to myself.

The bell finally rang and I headed out of the small classroom to my locker.

Matt suddenly appeared and just about scared me to my grave.

"Ah!" I gasped.

"Chillax, its just me."

"Oh, yeah. Just you...don't do that!" I said, and slapped him playfully.

"So I have some news about Emmett. Well, the office does. They told me to come get you."

I immmediately flooded with worry and mechanically headed off to the office. Something was wrong. I could feel it.

As I neared the office and saw the secretary waiting for me, a bout of nausea rolled through my stomach.

She looked at me with pity. "This is bad, this is bad, this is bad." Was all I could think.

She told me to sit down, and even though I felt as though my legs were going to fall off, I refused and stood.

"Okay, hon." She began.

"We have some news about Emmett." She continued.

I stayed completely still, not trusting myself to speak, and urged her on with a nod of my head.

"Honey, we think he might have rare form of cancer, he's getting bad fast, he's been hiding it from you."

"What?" Was all I could think. No. No. No. This can't be happening, all the plans. Clunk. There goes my knees. We were going to get married in a year. Thwap. My hands hit the floor. We were already saving up for a house, we wanted to have kids. Boom. My head hit the ground. Joining the rest of my body in a crumpled heap. A girl for me, a boy for him. No.

The room started spinning as I started to comprehend everything, my world was falling apart. And I was going with it. "Don't do this, I love you." Was all I could say before everything went black.

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When I woke up, I had no rememberance of what had happened. I stared around, dazed. Where was I?

A room. My room.

In my bed. I was safe.

Emmett. Emmett? EMMETT!!

The thought hit me like a painful blow to the chest, like something had actually struck me.

I had to get to him, I didn't care how. I just needed to see him, know that he was safe.

Kiss him. Hold him, feel his big, strong, healthy, arms wrap around me.

I didn't realize I had actually screamed his name until someone came into the room to comfort me.

"Emmett! Emmett! Emmett!" It was all I could say, scream. All I could think. Without him, I didn't have purpose. He was my life.

"Shh, shh. Calm down. I'm right here. I'm here right now, I'm safe right now."

It was him, Emmett. My Emmett. He was holding me. Safe.

"Oh, god! Don't do that to me! Don't ever do that to me! Don't leave me! Please!"

"I won't, I'm here, calm down Rose. It's okay, I love you."

All I could do was hug him, kiss him, every part of him I could touch, see.

He was here safe. Maybe not forever. But for now.