1000 Days (EDITED)

(Disclaimer: This is a gay love story.)
"I just, I thought that we would last forever. I thought that we would grow old together. Have kids and love each other for all eternity..." Elijah said, wiping the tears from his beautiful eyes, "I just didn't think forever would be this short."
(Getting the idea of the story from 500 days of summer)


1. The Beginning.

The Beginning

Day 1

I sat on Elijah's bed with him on top of me, kissing my neck. I mean, don't get me wrong, I was more than into this. It was our routine. After school, we would go to his house, make out a little bit and maybe a bit more, and then I'd go home before his dad came home and pretend like nothing happened. 

I was more than over the routine if i'm being honest. Everyone in school knew that my preference was males, but for whatever reason, no one assumed that we were anything but friends. I needed something more. I was over being a friend with benefits.

"Elijah, I understand that we've had our differences, and I get that we don't see eye to eye on everything. You've made that very clear to me, but you can't deny this. You can't deny what we have. You're incredible. I mean I have known you for 4 years. You're anyone's dream boy. You're smart and athletic and sweet and just wonderful. Will you please be my boyfriend?" I ask, staring at the boy who has only recently given me the time of day.

He stared at me for a few moments and then said, "I'm not out to anyone. No one has even the slightest clue that I like men. You wouldn't even know if I didn't trust you." He paced around the bedroom for a few minutes, the only noise in the room was the television quietly playing in the background. "I-I'm scared J. I don't want anyone to find out. I mean if my dad finds out then my life would be miserable. I just don't think that right no-"

I cut him off, "Elijah cut the shit. Who cares what your dad thinks. Who cares what anyone thinks. Why don't you just grow a pair and say yes. I love you Eli. I love you as a friend, as more... I know you love me too. I don't want us to be an if. I want us to happen. We're in 10th grade for god sake. I want this. Now stop being an idiot and just say yes." I could cut the tension in the room with a knife at this point. My heart was beating a thousand miles a minute. The silence was so deafening that I was about to cry.

"If i say yes, then we have to be kept a secret." Elijah said quietly. I swallowed my disappointment of him wanting to keep me a secret and smiled, "S-so that's a yes?" I asked,smiling. "Yes J, that's a yes, now come here. My dad won't get home for another couple of hours and i want you really badly right now." I smirked and climbed into his lap.

Day 15

To say I was a little mad would be an understatement. To say I was beyond devastated was an understatement. It hadn't even been a month and I walked into school to see Elijah all over some dumb freshman bitch. I mean, he wasn't kissing her or anything, but body language says a lot. It would take an idiot to not see what was going on. He liked her. And it was apparent to me, and everyone else around me, that she liked him too. 

"Hey Jackson, can i ask you something?" Lorenzo, one of Elijah's jock friends, asked. "Sure Lo, what is it?" I asked, knowing he meant nothing but trouble. Lorenzo was the type of guy to pick on someone because he could. He hated that I was friends with Elijah, because , in his own words, 'Elijah can do so much better'.

"Now that Eli has someone else to keep him company, do you think you could come over to my place and worship the ground I walk on?" He said smirking. I felt it happening. I almost let the tears slip from my eyes. Almost. I blacked out.

(Elijah's PoV) 

I knew what I was doing was wrong and I knew if looks could kill, Jackson would've murdered me over and over. I don't know why I'm even doing this. I ignored his glare as best as I could. I tried to focus on this stupid bimbo in front of me. I tried talking with my friends, but I heard something smack the ground and looked up to see what was happening. 

Lorenzo was on top of Jackson, punching him in the face over and over again. I ran over to separate them and as I pulled Lo off of Jackson, he kicked him in the head. "What the fuck is your problem dude?" I yelled a little too loud at Lorenzo. "Your fucking fairy boy punched me in the fucking face!" He screamed back. I looked at him like he had lost his mind. Lorenzo was about 3 inches taller than Jackson and had at least 30 pounds of muscle on him. 

"You're a fucking idiot Lorenzo. He's going to have to go to the hospital. Do you realize you might've given him a concussion?!" I yelled in his face. "Well maybe next time control your bitch." He yelled back. I almost beat his ass right then and there, but I knew I couldn't. "He's not my bitch, he's my best friend and he's more of a friend than you've ever been." I yelled, then turned to carry an unconscious Jackson to the clinic.

 I walked with Jackson in my arms to the clinic. After a few minutes of examination, the nurse confirmed exactly what I had assumed before. Jackson's parents were called and I drove with them, behind the ambulance to the hospital. 

After waiting for what seemed like forever, Jackson's mom came out and told me the news, "Jackson is okay... he has a concussion, but the doctor told me that he should be fine." She reminds me of an older version of him. He has her eyes and her smile. My eyes started watering thinking about how stupid I was. I let a lone tear roll down my face. This was all my fault. If I didn't care about who I was to everyone so much, none of this would've happened. 

His mom must've noticed it, because she asked, "What happened Eli? Jackson doesn't pick fights. He's not a fighter and both of us know that. He would much rather hurt someone with words. You know that, I'm sure that you have been on the receiving end of one of those." She chuckled after thinking about what she said. She was right. Jackson and I weren't friends when we first met. I hated him for how open he was with himself. How he didn't care about other's opinions. I wished I could be like that. I still wish I could be like that. I... I can be like that.

"I need to tell you something. I did something stupid... and it caused all of this and I'm so sorry, I'm such an idiot." I say, letting my tears fall freely down my face. Jay's mom was the only parent figure in my life that I thought would love me unconditionally and i didn't want this to affect that. "What was it Eli? You can tell me. You're like a son to me. You've been in my life far too long for me to assume ill intent. Talk to me." She said, wiping my tears with a tissue which I assumed the hospital kept out here for bad news. "Jay and I are dating," I started, "And I was flirting with some girl because I'm not out to anyone but him, and now you, and he saw it."

I looked up at her, waiting for the anger and disappointment, but there was none, so I continued. "One of my stupid basketball friends decided to pick on him on top of that and I don't know. Jay lashed out at him and he responded and just kept hitting Jay. I pulled him off and he kicked him so hard in the head. The way Jay was just laying there scared me so badly." I said sobbing into my hands.

"Eli, there will be people in your life that just don't understand you. Don't let their ignorance make you do things out of character. Things like this happen when you let others dictate your life. I love you Elijah. If it were up to me, I'd adopt you right now. You are basically my son anyways, so I'm not going to treat you any different as I do with Jackson. But I just want you to know that you and Jay won't be sharing a room when you spend the night anymore." She said, hugging me tightly. I didn't know what to say, so when she went back to check on Jackson with his dad, I sat there. 

Day 17

Jackson woke up yesterday morning, but I just couldn't work up the courage to go see him. I wanted to apologize and beg him for forgiveness, but I couldn't get my legs to walk to him. I couldn't get my mouth to move. The only thing I could do is text my dad and let him know that I was at the hospital and the reasoning behind why I was there. 

Not the true reason, but enough to get him to stop asking questions. Around noon, his mom came out and said, "Get up. We're going in there and there are no buts!" I looked up at her and put my head down in shame. The more i thought, the worse my anxiety got. I felt like if i go in there, everything I've ever had with him would mean nothing. He would leave me. I know he would. I'm not good enough for someone as amazing as Jay. 

Soon I felt a pain in my ear and realized it was Jay's mom pulling me up. She dragged me by the ear to the door of Jackson's room. I couldn't breathe. I felt like the walls were closing. I felt like everything around me meant absolutely nothing. I didn't think he could effect me like this and my mind was in overdrive because of it.

I slowly opened the door and walked in, sitting in the chair next to his bed. It was just him and I in the room. He didn't look at me. Didn't say a word to me. The tension worse than when he asked me out. I knew I messed up. I knew I needed to apologize, but nothing my brain thought of was good enough.

"You're such  a fucking dumbass." He said looking at his hands, "Why can't you just get that I love you? Why is that not enough? Why am I not enough?" He said, starting to cry. I could feel my soul get ripped right from my chest. I hurt him, no, I crushed him. The boy I'm supposed to love and cherish, is crushed because of me. "I don't think I can do this E." He said, closing his eyes.

"No!" I yelled. It can't end like this. I'd be lying if I said I didn't know he was going to ask me out. I had been debating what I would say for the past year. I needed him. He is what keeps me happy. He's what makes me feel anything. "I need you Jackson. And I know I'm an idiot and I know I don't deserve you, but please don't leave me. I love you." I said not thinking.

"You what?" He asked, a little taken aback. "I uhm, I love you." I say more confidently. I did love him. I loved him more than anything in this world and I think him and I both knew it. I just hadn't admitted it until that point. "I'm sorry Jay. This won't happen again, I won't let it. We are going to be a happy couple. If i can't make you happy, then break up with me. If i hurt you again, break up with me... But please, i'll do better, i swear." I said, looking at him, pleading with him. 

"I love you Eli."

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