Same Love *Complete*

*Complete* Michel is a 16 year old boy, who is different from the rest. He goes to school and starts to have feeling for his best friend, who is a boy. He choices to not ever act on those feelings, but how long can he act like he has nothing different about him.


9. Oh My Gosh

Oh My Gosh

Noah's POV

I sit in class, no Michel. Come on he couldn't had left because what I said.

After school I come home and I turn on my phone.

I have a missed call.

I open it, it's from Michel's mom.

I listen to it.

It started with a lot of crying, did he kill himself? Good god no he couldn't have. I love him he can't be dead!

"Noah, I can't believe what you said." She says, "You're his friend." She says, "I had to take him to the hospital because he had ditched class, he broke his mirror and from the looks of it he ran his hand down the broken mirror. It was a very deep cut. Then we think he was trying to kill himself he hit himself in the throat causing him to mess something up, it was hard for him to breath and speak." She takes a break and cries, "I don't know if he'll make it he had lost so much blood and wasn't breathing enough." She pauses, "You know you're his friend and instead of standing up for him you put him down! My son may not be in the hospital dying if it wasn't for you!" She yells. The message ends. I drop my phone on the ground, causing the screen to break and I drove to the hospital.

I run in and I find him room. Gabe is sitting by him hold his hand, he kisses it and a tear falls down his face. He looks up at me.

"Wow didn't know you could be in the same room as two gays." Gabe says.

"Is he okay?" I ask.

"No and it's because of you." Gabe says.

"It's not like I was the only one."

"But you were his best friend! You're all he talked about Noah." Gabe says, "You're supposed to protect him!" Caroline walks in.

"How is he?" She asks. She runs over, her heels banging the ground.

"Not good. He's losing a heartbeat." Gabe says. She kisses his forehead.

"You know he's got a boyfriend right?" I ask.

"Yeah but he's still my friend. I still love him and I would die if I lost him because he finally chose to come out and be himself." She says, "Some people haven't found the strength to do that yet." She mumbles.

"What's that supposed to mean?' I ask.

"It means you're gay Noah! I know! My gay meter blows up when I'm around you! Also you kissed Michel twice. One time you made out with him." She says.

"Wait what?" Gabe asks.

"So what? How do you know because the dumb fag told yo-" I cover my mouth, "I'm so sorry I didn't mean it like that. Re-"

"Get out." Gabe says.

"What?" I ask.

"Get out now Noah!" I hear a woman yell. I turn around, Michel's mom.

"I'm sorry please ju-"

"Guys let him stay... He's here to support Noah, he didn't mean to say that. The guys in the locker room are always saying that..." Caroline says.

"Fine." Gabe and Michel's mom mumble.

"Thanks Carol I owe you one." I say.

"You owe me lots. And don't call me Carol that makes me sound old." Caroline says.

"Okay." I mumble.

Caroline's phone beeps, "I have to go..." She mumbles, "My friend needs me." She says running out.

Michel's mom walks out to do some paper work, and soon Gabe walks out to get something to eat.

It's just me and Michel.

His heart beat is slowing down. A tear falls. I grab his hand.

"I'm so sorry." I whisper, "I love you you can't die. Not I love you like friends like I love you. Like I would die without you. I was stupid. Please forgive me." I whisper while another tear falls.

"I'm so stupid. You can't hear me." I mumble, "You can't die like this... It being my fault." I say, "I love you I don't understand why you don't just wake up." I say crying, "Why did you try to kill yourself?" I ask, "Why? To get back at me for making fun of you? Well I got it. Point across." I say, "You can wake up now." I pause as some more tears fall, "Just wake up." I whisper.

His heart beat got a bit faster. I smile.

"You're heart beat is getting faster." I whisper, "That's good right?" I ask.

I stand next to his face and I get on one knee.

"Damn you Michel just wake up." I whisper. He moans in his sleep, that must've hurt his throat.

I kiss him.

I pull away, I look down at him. In every sappy romantic movie this is the part where he wakes up. Why hasn't he woken up?!

I stay leaning over him and a tear falls and hits his nose. His face tightens, he opens an eye.

"Noah?" He asked with a scratchy voice. His face turned red when he asked.

"Yes it's me." I whisper. He flips me off. I chuckle.

"Where," He pauses, "am I?" He asks his face getting really red.

"You're in the hospital." He nods and gives a thumbs up.

"Damn it I'm not dead." He says.

"Don't talk so much it hurt you."

"I like the pain." He says. He starts sweating.

"Why? Michel please stop." I ask.

"No, Gabe broke up with me the few moments I," He took a break, "Was awake a couple of hours ago." He stops. He takes a few breaths, "He was the only person who loved me." He mumbles.

I wait to respond as his face gains color again.

"He broke up with you?" I ask.

He nods.

I grab his hand then I kiss him, "I love you. Please stop talking." I whisper.

"No! You don't love me! If-" His voice gave out. He grabs his cell phone and types the rest in his notes.

If you loved me you wouldn't have put me through all of this! If you loved me you wouldn't have made fun of me at school! If you loved me you wouldn't have taken that picture, yeah I know it was you. And lastly...

"If you loved me you'd come out." He whispers.

"Do you want water?" I ask.

He nods.

I call for a nurse. I give him the water.

"I can't." I say.

"Why not?" He asks, the water cleared his scratchy voice some.

"My dad said if I was gay, it would break his heart." I mumble.

"Well guess what? Not saying you are is breaking my heart!" He yells. He starts sweating a lot and he's out of breath. I run my fingers through his tangled hair.

"I have to go." I whisper. He shakes his head.

"No y-" I kiss him.

"Don't talk." I whisper. I walk out of the room and I drive home.

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