HER NAME IS EMMA!? I HAVEN'T EACTLY RUN INTO HER BUT A FRIEND OF MINE SAW HER PICTURE ON MY PHONE AND WAS LIKE, "Oh you know Emma?" WOO HOO! I AM THAT MUCH CLOSER TO MEETING HER AGAIN!

It's been one week… I've been suffering for one week… I tried to go see him at the hospital but Francis advised me against it. Damn you Francis. I slumped through the hallway. Each day without him pissing me off was like each day I was sinking deeper and deeper into quick sand. It was like walking through the ocean with the current trying to crush me. It was like a stack of pancakes… without maple syrup. WHAT KIND OF HELL IS THIS!?

I sat in class with this bozo of a substitute teacher. He was so round about with this dumb smile plastered to his face. If he keeps up this whole song and dance I might just clock him. Not only is he completely stupid but he also keeps calling me "Alfred." I'm gonna shank a bitch.

"Alfred, will you run me an errand?"

"Go run it yourself," I grumbled.

"But aren't you the class dog- I mean errand boy?"

"I'd watch it if I were you, dogs can kill."

The Cuban son of a bitch just glared at me, "Alfred I would watch my tone if I were you. I'm not afraid to give you a detention."

"And I'm not afraid to beat you senseless."

He glared at me, but he didn't say anything else. Yeah, I talk tough but I'm pretty sure he's going to have some thugs beat me up in the parking lot. I was careful when school ended and saw Alfred being carried away by some Cuban guys probably to get the shit kicked out of him. Oh, I should go help him. I should go help him, but I won't because TODAY GILBERT GETS OUT OF THE HOSPITAL! AWWWWWW! I skipped at lightning speed down the road. The hospital was on the next hill over so like a fifteen to twenty minute walk. Wow it's getting cold…. Why is it so cold outside? Wow it's really freaking cold… I'm freezing!?

I hobbled over to the hospital doors and thawed when I got inside. I looked around, and I waited, I waited for an hour and realized he had probably left already. Shit. Oh no! Wait! He walked out of a hallway and shook a doctor's hand and walked away. When he saw me his face didn't brighten like mine, actually he didn't look happy at all?

"Hey Gil?"

"Matthew is that you?"

"Yes?"

He half smiled and slumped to his knees pressing his face to my stomach, "Oh Matthew it was awful in there, they wouldn't let me smoke at all. I've been cigarette free for five days, I think I might just die."

I smiled at him, but it was more of a you've got to be kidding me smile. I sighed and dragged him to the hospital parking lot, "I got you a present you sick fuck."

"What is it?"

I wear it's like I'm the adult in the situation. I held up a carton of cigarettes and threw them at his face. He snatched them mid air and looked way too happy.

"BITCHIN! THEY DON'T LET ME SMOKE JACK SHIT IN THERE!?"

"Yeah I know, you just said that."

He pulled one out and lit it up. BLAZE IT! Suddenly he spit it out and started hacking. He crushed the box in his hands, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!? IT DIDN'T TASTE LIKE ANYTHING!?"

"So this is what addiction looks like," I said under my breath.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?"

"I said I got you one with a lower nicotine count, it'll help you quit faster. I can't have you having another heart attack."

"TRAITOR! YOU'RE WORKING WITH THE ENEMY!"

"OH SHUT UP! I SAID I DON'T WANT YOU TO HAVE ANOTHER HEART ATTACK! THAT DOESN'T MAKE ME THE ENEMY!"

"DON'T MAKE ME GIVE THEM UP! I KNOW THAT THESE NEAT LITTLE SOLDIERS OF DEATH ARE IN FACE TRYING TO KILL ME BUT I KEEP COMING BACK! IT'S NOT MY FAULT! I NEED THEM!"

"SHUT UP AND KISS ME!"

"What?"

"You're my neat little soldier of death. I NEED you. So stop dicking around and let me come back. How you feel about you fucking smokes, that's how I was all week ya prick!"

He stared at me and I glared at him. Wait… did I just say that? Oh my god I just said that!? I actually said what I was thinking for one and now I regret it. Shit, that was so corny. Ugh I must sound like a brat to him. Fuck my life. Well I mean it could be worse, I could be Alfred right now.

Gilbert suddenly grabbed my hand and ran with me off to the side and then stared at me for half a second before leaning in and kissing my cheek.

"Don't be stingy, cigarettes aren't cheep."

"Those weren't cigarettes."

"Yes they were now pay the piper you rat."

"Whatever you say, Birdie."

Before I could get pissed off at him he pressed his lips to mine. AS TIME GOES BY WAY PLAYING AND THE WORLD WAS SPINNING AND EVERYTHING WAS- Not really. I mean it was totally, for lack of a better word, awesome. Still I expected like the Disney channel thing? That's what I get. Still when he parted I wished he didn't. Okay, so it wasn't like how the movies made it out to be but actually it might have been better because that wasn't the movies just now, that was real life. I was never one for leaving my house and living but hey, he's knocked down one of my towers and is blowing in with the wind. Yeah there wasn't any music playing or fire works, but I can't say it wasn't magical.

Yay update! Oh that was so cute! XD I was just cracking up when Alfred was being dragged away and Matt was like "I'll save you!" and then he's like "Oh but that would mean me being late for Gilbert, sorry Al! Peace!" Lol a true friend.