A way of life (OLD AND DISCONTINUED)

Nightmare

Lock's POV

I sit there. Shocked at Key's words.
Caleb loving me? Ridiculous!
Why would he love someone like.. Me?
I'm a selfish asshole. I'm rude, I find it almost impossible to make friends, I'm a jerk to almost every one, I cry too easily, and I don't seem to be able to protect the ones I love.
No way he likes me! It's probably Key's nonsense again.
Yeah, Key's nonsense.
But what if it isn't?
I sigh.
I'll ask Caleb about what key said. And if it's true..
well, if it's true I'll just have to figure out what to do then.

Caleb's POV.

As I lie in bed staring at my ceiling. I wonder, what'll happen tomorrow..
I think about Key's words.
"stop lieing. I know you love him!go over there and kiss my little brother!"
I sigh and roll over and fall asleep where my dreams take over.

Caleb's dream:

I wake up on the rocks, Lock is sitting there looking at me.
I look back at him, he's holding my hand and smiling. I can feel my face getting warm, he keeps smiling. I sit up.
I notice that we're sitting really close together, not the usual foot apart. He doesn't seem to notice. I decide to move away so he has some personal space.
He frowns "what is it?" He asks in a sad voice unlike his.
"Nothing, I just thought you'd like some personal space." I answer.
He moves next to me, and hugs me. He whispers something, "hm?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he keeps on repeating.
"Lock what's wrong?"
He doesn't stop whispering "I'm sorry"
I hug him tightly.
The sky turns a dark red becoming darker by the second. The waves pick up, I'm still holding on to Lock. He becomes limp, a large wave splashes into me. Knocking me off into the water, I feel a sharp pain on my back.
I yell in pain water rushing into my mouth, the water around me turning red. I'm holding Lock still, not letting go even despite my pain.
I'm drowning.
I don't care. I'm not letting go of the boy I just met a few days ago because even though he would survive. I don't want to let him go. Not yet.
He's my best friend.. I love him.
In more ways than just one, not only in the way a friend loves another friend. But in the way you love someone else that you may have just met.

I wake up, sweating, check the clock and get up and ready for the day.