Part 30

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(Y/Ns P.O.V) The dark, crumbled soul have in now destroyed as I gazed down at him. The only person that ever cared about me, is dying in my arms. I set his head on my kneeling lap, running my fingers through his new, short black locks. He started up at me those stunning blue eyes, that heart warming smile on show. "What happened to the hair, by the way?" I mumbled with a giggle. He chuckled, shifting around so his unharmed arm could move and his hand could hold mine. "During my transformation, my hair was getting in the way since I was moving around too much, so they cut it off. I honestly don't know how I feel about it." He informed, his eyes never leaving mine. I giggled, and stroked the small waves with a tilted head. "I kinda of like it. The hippie look was getting a little old." I stated cheekily. He furrowed his brow, and smirked. "Watch your mouth, darling." I stuck out my tongue, making him laugh. My smile disappeared since reality come back, when he coughed again, and groaned wearily. We could of created so many moments like this, but the world has always been against me. I can't imagine a future without this perfect man. I smiled while blue remained fixated on my face. They had once been scarlet, but after his anger had been calmed, they beautiful oceanic color. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a rumble. The sound of someone's stomach. I started down at Andy with a laugh as he glanced at his own stomach with a hint of blush. He looked so cute.... (Andy's P.O.V) I felt myself go pink when my stomach growled in hunger. Dammit, it hadn't shut up ever since my transformation. It's so embarrassing. Hah, I'm dying and I'm more focused on my hunger levels than my last moments. When I glanced back up at Y/N, I saw a thoughtful frown on her face. Suddenly, a spark seemed to lighten in her red eyes. She pulled me up so I was sitting, though it hurt like a bitch. What she did next made my heart stop. She shrugged off the shoulder of the black sweater she wore, stared at me and mumbled "Bite me."

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