<meant to be in lowercase. this one is different but i hope you like it! this has not yet been edited>
leo's p.o.v.
we live in a world where we can see everyone's death date. exactly the day, hour, minute, and second. you can see everybody's date. except your own. and that's the twist. you can walk through new york city and see hundreds of people that will die today, or within the next few days. you shoot sympathetic smiles their way, then they look confused, wondering why everyone is staring. but do you know what the absolute worst thing about this is?
you can't tell them.
it doesn't matter who it is. your mother, your best friend, your teacher. you will be punished if you tell someone.
i had to find that out the hard way.
it was my best friend, neymar. 113 days ago, it was at 3:27pm. i know we shouldn't tell people, but was never aware there was a punishment. he had exactly 24 hours left to live and i turned to him and said "i shouldn't be telling you this, but you have 24 hours to live. i love you, neymar." he looked at me with shock and immediately pushed me in to his car and took us to our favorite spot. we talked for hours before he dropped me back at my house, he was going to spend the night and had to grab stuff from his house. right after he left, my house got eerily silent. fear immediately ran through my veins. it was never this quiet. i quickly texted neymar;
leo- ney, something isn't right..
ney- what are you talking about??
leo- it's too quiet. something is definitely wrong. if something goes wrong, i love you, ney. you're my best friend and i'm glad that i've spend these hours with you. if i don't get to say it again, goodbye...
ney- what?? leo, come on. call me! you have to be kidding. you'll be okay
leo- ney..
ney- IF something does happen, and that's a big if, i love you too. you mean the world to me, lionel messi. you're my best friend and i'm glad i got to spend these hours with you, too. if this is it, goodbye..
ney- leo?? it's been 5 minutes. are you okay?
ney- come on!! i've called you 6 times, what's going on?
ney- i'm coming over
and that was it. while he was texting, i was standing stone-cold still in the middle of my kitchen, turning around and seeing 2 people dressed in all black. i looked down at my phone, and the last thing i sent was "i love you, neymar. this is the last time. goodbye❤️" after that text, they grabbed me and pushed me into a van in the alley. i was punished for 11 hours, then forced to watch him die. he was crying on his floor, screaming my name. asking where i went and why this is happening to him. he started to seize and shake, before it all went still. in that exact moment, i knew my best friend had died in front of my eyes. i wasn't there with him because of myself. tears streamed down my face like a river, not stopping for hours. i still blame myself to this day, not being able to be with him in his last few moments. he had no idea what was going on and why i was away from him.
and i haven't spoken a word since. i look at the people while their time is ticking down and i smile at them, wishing they have a good day. if only they knew what was to come. since then, i've seen 2 of my friend's clocks count down to the last second, and i couldn't do anything about it.
but today was... different. see, here's the thing; you never think about your last day on earth. you never think about how this could be your last day to ever see your friends and family. it was another casual day, i walked down the busy street and smiled at people who had less than a day to live, and they smiled right back. there weren't a lot today, which was strange. only 2-3 people with clocks cutting close to zero. i went back home and sat down on the couch, just another casual day. my throat starts to get dry, so i get up and grab a glass of water. i chug it down but nothing helps, i keep drinking but i can feel my throat closing, cutting off my breath. i start to panic and text my mom;
leo- mom, somethings wrong. i'm not okay. i think i'm dying
mom- i know, leo.. i couldn't tell you. i love you so much. i cant be there with you and i'm so sorry
leo- i understand, mom. i love you so much. if this is the last text i send, goodbye..
mom- i love you so much baby.. i'm getting a flight ticket right now to home
mom- leo??
that's the last text i could send before i fell to the ground. my vision started turning blurry and everything around me became dark. i could barely breathe. my very last words on this earth were;
"i love you, mom. and i'm coming home, ney."
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i know this wasn't leo x cris but like i said before, i really liked the concept of the whole entire thing. i thought he was a better fit to this than cris and that's why i used him. i might do short stories like this too and not just leo + cris. if you'd rather just read them together, let me know. but if you like these too, please just let me know!
i hope you all enjoyed.
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