white.
it was what luke saw when he opened his eyes, the color white.
was he in heaven?
did he finally die ending it all and make his way up to heaven with the other beautiful angel's?
i guess luke thought too soon, because instead when his vision cleared up he was met to see a kiwi boy with his head laid on luke's lap sleeping peacefully.
the hospital. luke was disgusted at the thought that he ended up here and not where he was supposed to be.
"luke?" the all too familiar voice said. "luke! oh my god, you're not dead! you're alive and breathing and not dead! oh my god, oh my god. . . i was worried to death that i'd lose you!"
calum didn't hear luke mumble under his breath that he wanted to die instead be alive, but the dark haired 17 year old boy was too caught up in the moment that his lucas hadn't passed on.
he embraced the hospital gown-wearing boy in his arms, scared he'd slip through his fingertips again and as if his whole life depended on this hug.
