James and Kendall are around the age of 19
"Kenny?'' James asked the tall blond sitting in a chair next to the hospital bed.
"Yes?'' he responded
"Tell me the story of how we met again.'' James said. Kendall leaned forward and began the story.
The first day of third grade. A time when people start to really form friendships, at least that's what a small Kendall thought. "Maybe I can make an actual friend this year.''Kendall said to himself.
The blond made his way to the classroom, almost regretting it. He never had a true friend before. Nothing terrified him more than being a loser his whole life. No one really liked the things he liked, like hockey or music. He took a seat that had his name on the desk. no one else sat there he was alone at the table. He glanced around the room when his eyes stopped at small brunette boy sitting at another table. He looked nice, but Kendall was kinda scared to approach him, so he stayed in his seat waiting for the teacher to come in and begin the lesson
~Time skip~
Lunch time came quicker than Kendall expected. Before he new it the class was headed out for recces. Kendall crossed the playground and started to gently swing on the swing set. Suddenly he heard a small cry come from behind him. the boy turned his head to look and was horrified by what he saw.
Two kids stood at either side of the boy he had seen earlier. Another one stood in front of him throwing punches at him. Kendall jumped off the swing and ran towards them.
"Let him go!" Kendall yelled, causing the boys to turn around.
"Or what?'' the tallest asked. Before they could even react, Kendall had thrown the two that held the brunette down and then pushed back the tallest to the ground. The group scrambled away. The blond turned around to find the brunette on the ground. Kendall bent down to look at him.
"You okay?'' The blond asked. The shorter boy looked up, tears running down his face. Kendall didn't know why but he pulled the boy into a hug and rubbed his back. After what felt like forever the brunette's tears finally ceased.
"Thank you." he whispered.
"No problem, the names Kendall. you?'' He questioned.
''J-'' was all that he could get out before two kids came running up to him.
"Hey James, sorry we were gone so long Logie forgot his lunchbox.'' An over excited Latino boy said.
"That's okay.'' James said.
"Who's this.'' The raven haired boy asked.
"This is my new friend Kendall, He saved me from Dak and Jett.'' James said.
"Oh good, I'm Logan and this is Carlos.'' Logan explained
"What do you like to do?'' Carlos asked.
"Well I-I like to play hockey.'' Kendall told them
"Awesome! So do we.'' James shouted.
"maybe we could go on the ice sometime.'' Logan said, Kendall nodded.
"Hey you want to hang out at my house after school, if it's okay with your mom?'' James asked Kendall.
"Sure.'' The blond said
"That's how we met.'' Kendall finished the story and looked at James.
"You know after all those years I still don't have an answer for why you never came over that day.'' James said, teasing Kendall
"I told you, my mom scared our cat into a tree and I had to get it down.'' Kendall sighed.
''Mmhmm.'' James hummed. "You know I..."
Kendall looked up to see Jame's eyes begin to close, his heartbeat beginning to slow
"James? James? James!.'' Kendall yelled.
James opened his eyes one last time before he whispering his dying words. "You know I will always love you.'' And slowly he slipped into the darkness waiting him.
So I've been really depressed lately and decided to write this. I don't know if I should write another chapter with a happy ending, like James coming back to life after the doctors try to save him, but for right now it's staying a one shot. Tell me what you think I should do