A/N: A little cuter of a chapter.. And feelings are starting to come out.. Woo! Enjoy.

-Carter

As I was sitting in class, I couldn't even focus on my game. I was too distracted with hope that Mihael might come back today. But class ended. He never showed up. I went to my next class, and there was still nothing. School ended and still, nothing.

I was beginning to get worried. The realization finally set in that he was dying and possibly just died without me even being able to say goodbye. I rushed home, eager to fall asleep but I knew I wasn't tired. I took a sleeping pill to help me pass out and soon enough, I was out.

I was in the hospital once again, but it was darker and there wasn't many people working. It was slightly creepy but I just kept thinking about Mihael. I rushed into his room and found him barely asleep but the heart monitor was still going so I knew he was alive. Relief washed over me as I approached the side of his bed and carefully took his hand in mine.

He stirred awake and I cringed. I knew he needed his rest and I had tried not to wake him, but the smile he sent me when he realized I was here made everything better.

"You didn't show today." I laughed lightly and he gently squeezed my hand.

"I'm sorry.. I think I've.. become too weak.. to pass myself into your world anymore.."

"It's okay. You need your rest Mihael. I'll come to you." I smiled.

We chatted for awhile and he explained a bit more about the legend and the angels. We talked about ourselves; my boring life and his tragic story. He had grown up in an orphanage, after both his parents died in a car crash. He had left the orphanage at 14 because he was angry and wanted to accomplish more in life. He joined the mafia and did horrible things just to get by. Then his body began to shut down and being of no use to the mafia in his condition, at 19, was left completely alone.

We talked about random stuff. I told him about stupid stories from my childhood and he told me how he would pick on kids at the orphanage. We laughed and really got to know each other through the few hours I was there.

But all good things must come to an end. My body flickered and I went into panic mode. I didn't want to leave him. Without thinking, I quickly stood and leaned down to him, pressing my lips to his gently. It could only last a few seconds before I disappeared and woke up in my own bed to my mother knocking on my door, telling me it was dinner time- passed 7pm..

I ate and went back up to my room, to play games for a couple hours. I wanted to go back to see Mihael so badly but I was scared to know what he would do. I had kissed him and in a moment of fear just before I was gone.

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It was midnight when I decided I should try to get a little more sleep. I passed out and awoke in the hospital once more. I made my way to his door and opened it.

"Mihael?" I called shyly. I walked over to his bed and he looked up with a large smile on his features.

"I was worried you wouldn't come back." He whispered.

"Sorry. I was worried you might be mad at me.." He laughed and rose his hand slightly, asking for me to take it. I did.

"I'm not mad, it was nice. Thank you." I felt my face heat up and smiled down at him. He looked exhausted and I could tell he was getting worse. "Um.." He flushed. "Could you.. do it again?" He asked, nervously. I chuckled and leaned down, capturing his lips in mine once more. It was a small kiss but it was amazing. I pulled away and we both sat there, smiling.

We talked for awhile. We were becoming much more comfortable with each other, obviously. We talked about anything and everything. But soon enough, I was once again, waking up.