[Writers Note / Yes, I have returned *scree* with a new ship this time, Ianthony! I just had the urge to write after watch a couple AMV's of them. Yes, I know Anthony is engaged, but I don't care. I already have an idea how this story is going to pull out, too. Also, for those of you who don't know, Lazercorn's real name is David; it's relevant to the story. I will also be updating my Phan story too, sorry for my absence. With that said, I leave you with this new story. –Ashsleepswithsirens.]
Who would've known someone could hold on to these kinds of feelings for this long? Who could be there for someone whenever they needed it? It was dark in the hospital; everything seemed to spin in silence. Ian clung to David's shirt, his voice in a whimper in the dark hallway, just behind the closed doors of the ER Room. "David, Anthony is…" He choked through tears.
"I know, he'll be alright. You'll be okay…" David whispered soothingly into Ian's ear, as the smaller male pulled back, wiping his tears away with his sleeve. Ian sat himself down on a chair next to the doors, trying to calm down his speeding heart. David gave his shoulder a squeeze, slowly saying, "I'll get you a drink from downstairs, okay?" And off he went.
Ian tried to go over the last 30 minutes, as if checking to see if it really happened. Just 30 minutes ago, Anthony was hit by a car, a drunk driver behind the wheel. It was a hit and run, and Ian was breaking down at the sight of his best friend, unconscious, stained with his own blood.
Why couldn't it have been me? Why did he have to be hit? Ian thought to himself, getting into the wailing ambulance right after Anthony was strolled onto it. He had completely lost thought then, as the paramedics started to work. When they got to the Hospital, Ian was told to stay put as the doctor's tried to stop the bleeding for now. All Ian could do was text his friends what had happened.
Ian blinked out of his imagination, visioning on a Dr. Pepper that was in front of his eyes. David smiled at him warily and said, "Mari's here. Matt and Joven are on their way here." Ian nodded, trying to smile up at Mari, whom was right next to David. He took the Dr. Pepper, unscrewing the cap and taking a long drag at it, as if it was alcohol.
Mari sat down on the chair next to Ian's, put her arm over him, trying to comfort him as she looked up at David. "Where is Kalel? Does she know?" She asked, as Ian went still. His rival, his enemy, all because he had always been jealous of her. But she was also his best friend's fiancée – and he had forgotten to tell her.
All of us sudden the words "In Use" above the ER door ceased to glow, as a doctor slowly came out of the room, a folder in his hand. He smiled at the three, as he spoke, "Fortunately, the hit wasn't too rough for Anthony. We managed to stop the bleeding, but he'll be in here for a couple days. He'll be able to talk to you guys tomorrow," He handed Ian the folders about Anthony's admission, then walked down the long hallway.
They nodded, and as a new days approached, they all met back at the hospital.
Ian was obviously the first one that would show up, as he opened up Anthony's hospital room with flowers in his hand. "Anthony? You up?" He called out, his eyes red and his voice still croaky from last night. The sunlight shined through the open blinds, and the hospital TV was on.
Anthony called back, Ian hearing a smile in his voice, "Ian? Yeah, come on in.\," The brown-haired male entered the room, looking over at the occupied bed. Ian instantly felt water coming back in his eyes, feeling a rush of relief when he saw his friend. He walked over to the other male, taking a seat on a chair next to the bed.
"How are you? Are you feeling okay?" Ian asked softly, unaware of how to act now that Anthony was bedridden. Anthony nodded, as a silence ensued the room. All of a sudden, Ian felt awkward. He had tried to put of his feelings for the longest time, but now that they were alone, he couldn't fight the urge no matter how much he might've wanted to.
"…Anthony, do you remember back in 2009 when you slept over at my house? When I said I….l-liked you," He said hesitantly, as Anthony's smile faded. "Yeah…Why?" The dark-haired male murmured back, keeping his eyes on the other. Ian looked back, Anthony not being able to tell what Ian was thinking.
The bearded male stood up abruptly, his face staring down at his feet as his face started to turn red, which didn't happen very often. "I know I shouldn't say it at a time like this – but I still like you. No, I've always loved you. I know you can't leave a girl like Kalel, but – I want you to give me a chance!" Ian raised his voice slightly, then immediately after held his hand to his lips.
He started to apologize, "I-I mean…Sorry, don't listen to me…" Stupid! Did you even THINK? You liking him could ruin your friendship, it's over now. But to his surprise, Anthony took Ian's arm, pulling him closer to the other male's bedside. "You idiot…" He chuckled soothingly.
Ian glanced over at the other male, whim was now holding him. He could see Anthony beaming, and then as he pulled away slowly, the taller male kissed the other softly, his hands in the other's hair. Ian's eyes widened, and then closed his eyes. Even though this might've been a kiss just to comfort him, Ian didn't want it to end.
They both pulled away after a few seconds when they heard someone else open the door. They heard Kalel's voice, as she started to trot into the room, "Anthony, honey? I was so worried!" She gave Ian a brief smile as he looked at the couple kissing their hellos, as he murmured, "Well I'll leave you two alone…"
He started out the door, trying not to watch them kiss – then smile after their lips met. Even so, he felt Anthony's eyes watching him, as if peering into his thoughts.
