Angel
You see seventeen year old guys everywhere. They're at school, on the streets, getting drunk and high and a bunch of other stuff. All seventeen year old guys have one major thing in common though, they don't listen in class. And for one day, I was one of those stereotypical guys as I bounced in my seat during last hour history, my eyes darting to the clock every few seconds to see if time has magically sped up or not.
"Justin calm down," Daphne hissed from beside me, glancing up to make sure our teacher was still droning on.
"I can't help it, I'm too excited to sit still." I whispered back, trying to stop myself from wiggling in my seat.
"Why?"
I could tell my best friend was getting slightly pissed off but I didn't reply. She was really cool with a lot of things, such as me being gay for one, but I had a feeling if she knew I was all excited over a dream she would think I finally lost it. I didn't totally understand it myself, truth be honestly told. All I knew was that tonight was the night those hazel eyes I'd been dreaming of for months now would open up to see the world for the first time.
When the bell finally rung I was out of there like a racehorse. I sped to my locker and blindly grabbed at books that, hopefully, would be useful for the pile of homework I had. Daphne stood there watching in slight fascination as I attempted to shove everything into my backpack before slamming my locker shut.
"I'll see you tomorrow Daph," I gave her a quick peck on the cheek before zooming out the front door.
"Can you at least have the decency to tell me what's going on?" she called after me.
"My soul mate is being born tonight." I yelled over the heads of the other students, grinning like an idiot at the look on Daphne's face before practically skipping home.
I'd been having dreams of hazel eyes for a while now, and at first I thought it was nothing until they kept coming back. The night before my dream changed from just those eyes talking to me without words to a tiny baby opening them and giggling like only a baby could. That could only mean one thing, my dream was being born today, and I had every intention to meet it.
"Hi mom, I'm home. How was school? School was great. Learning is awesome. I have homework." I hastily rambled to my mom as I burst through the front door and flew up the stairs to my room.
I threw off my uniform and pulled on a pair of faded jeans and my favorite red hoodie before bounding back down the stairs. "I'll be back later. I'm going over to Daphne's to study." I called out before hopping onto the city bus down to the hospital.
It was a beautiful fall afternoon in Pittsburgh and as the bus whooshed by I looked out the window, thinking of the baby I would soon be meeting. Some might say that what I was doing was a bit extreme with only my dreams to go off of, but I knew deep inside that my dreams were guiding me to my destiny.
When the bus stopped a couple of blocks from the hospital I got off and started walking through the crisp sunset lit air. As I walked I started seeing holes in my plan I hadn't even thought of before, one of which was how the heck I would be allowed to even get near the baby? I didn't even know his name. You'd think that after all the times I'd seen him in my sleep I would know his name. I shook my blonde hair out of my eyes to banish any second thinking. I'd work things out when the problems came, no need to get myself this worked up.
Before long the quiet swooshing sound of the hospital doors welcomed me into the building. I just stood there and looked around, wondering what I was going to do now that I was here. Deciding that the reception desk directly in front of me would be a good place to start I walked forward.
"Hi, my sister just had a baby but I was stuck in class and just got out. Could you tell me where I might find her?" I asked the older lady sitting behind the counter, flashing her my Sunshine smile in hopes she wouldn't ask what my sister's name is.
"No problem honey," she practically gushed. The smile works every time. "Maternity ward is down that hall and the nursery is just adjacent to it."
"Thanks so much." I smiled. This was easier than I had initially thought.
I headed straight to the nursery and looked through the glass window at the rows of softly colored wrapped bundles. My eyes scanned tiny face after tiny face until they locked on a little blue bundle on the left side of the room. Glancing around to make sure I was alone I quickly slipped into the room. My heart rate sped up as I made my way over to my bundle.
Finally reaching the small crib I looked down into the peaceful face I'd known for a day, and when I gently lifted the bundle up I looked into the exact bright hazel eyes that had entered my dreams months ago.
"Hey little guy," I whispered, feeling an intense peace flow through me when the baby snuggled himself into my arms. I glanced over at the chart attached to the baby's crib and got a name to the small creature in my arms. "Brian," that one word breathed seemed to fill my stomach with sparkling butterflies that tickled all of my insides with their soft wings.
"Hi Brian," I looked down at him and was greeted with a big toothless smile and laughing eyes. "It's good to finally have a name to those eyes of yours. You knew what you were doing in my dreams didn't you little one? On some level in your subconscious you looked for me. Why me though?" Yes, I was talking to a newborn baby. Yes, I know I probably looked and sounded stupid. And no, of course I didn't expect an answer. But that's exactly what I got.
Little baby Brian, upon hearing my softly spoken words and question, reached up with his teeny hand and placed it on my chest over my heart, his hazel eyes following his hand before looking up into mine, asking if I understood.
"I understand Brian. I understand." I smiled and pressed a light kiss to his soft wispy head. The light mood surrounding us shifted when I said my next words. "The age difference between us is really big, and the chances are we'll never meet after this, at least not the way we were meant to." I could see the sadness that clouded Brian's eyes and hugged him tighter to me. "Which is why I'm going to die tonight."
The little being in my arms started tearing up as his bottom lip trembled. "Hey, don't cry baby. I'm not leaving, not completely. I'll always be there when you need me, and someday when you're older I'll find a way to get back. I promise." The light crying started to calm as big hazel eyes looked up at me with sadness but also understanding.
"I'm always going to love you Brian, in whatever form you or I may be in. Remember that." I kissed his forehead, set him back in his crib, and tucked him in.
Ten minutes later I was a few blocks away from the hospital standing in the middle of the road. I was not at all sure how I came up with this solution or if it would work or not, but it was all I had for now.
I was standing so my back was to the traffic and I was facing the hospital, where Brian was. Saying a final goodbye to my hazel eyed dream I closed my eyes as I heard the roaring of an approaching car.
A/N: Yes, I know, I killed Justin in the first chapter. But it all works out in the end! I just needed him dead for the rest of the chapters to follow. Chapter two is nearly done and it should all make more sense then :)