Chapter 2 - I wish I could kiss you

                                    

                                          
Jack was in a coma. The hospital didn't know how long he would be like that for, but they assumed it would be for 'a very long time'. I was sat on the sofa, thinking about the news I had recieved. I had just gotten off a call with Mark. If I wasn't in such a shitty mood, we probably would have been hanging out at his house to discuss the whole thing. But I couldn't. I had to be on my own.
                          
My mind began to wonder off to different places. I thought about all the times I'd had with Jack. All the things I loved about him. The moment I fell in love with him and knew that I wanted to be with him.
                          
"Does the dog die?" It was 11 oclock at night. Me and Jack were sitting on his sofa, watching Marley and Me, which was coming to an end. He had never watched it before and thought it'd be fun to challenge him to watch it and not start crying. Obviously, I didn't tell him the movie is sad. Coming up to the final scenes, he kept asking me if the dog dies.
                          
"Just watch it!" I laughed, entertained by his childlike attitude.
                          
"You didn't say yes or no. That means the dog dies. No, I don't want the dog to die!" I ruffled his hair and smiled at him. His eyes were glued to the screen and his thumb was in his mouth. He was so cute. I'd never seen somebody so angelic.
                          
For a couple of months, I had been debating my feelings towards Jack. I'd started thinking things about him that I had never thought about before. Like how beautiful and cute he was, and how much I really wanted to lay in bed with my arms around him, keeping him safe and warm. How I wanted to press my lips against his own.
                          
"I swear to god if the dog dies, so will you." 
                          
"Why me?"
                          
"Cuz you've made me watch a movie where a dog dies and I don't watch movies with animals dying, especially dogs." I smiled, running my hand through his hair. I realised what I was doing, and panicked, instantly thinking he thought I was weird. I removed my hand. 
                          
"Aw...you moved your hand. Just for that, you're going to have to put you arm around me." I couldn't tell wether he was being serious or not, but after a few seconds of doing nothing, he grabbed my arm and put it around his shoulders. He nuzzled his adorable face into my chest and wrapped one of his own arms around me.
                          
It felt so nice. I never thought I would have been in an intimate situation like that with him. But it was happening, and it brought a large smile to my face.
                          
We stayed like that until near enough the end of the movie. Suddenly, I felt Jack move his head and sit up. He looked at me and punched me playfully.
                          
"I hate you! The dog died! Fuck you!" I laughed and we began to play fight. He managed to push me off the sofa and onto the floor. I reached for his hand and brought him down with me. He fell on top of me, and we both laughed until our sides hurt. 
                          
It was weird. He was so light, it was almost like there wasn't another human lying on my chest. It was comfortable. He nuzzled into me again and I decided to wrap my arm around him. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I knew I couldn't. I'd lose my best friend if I did.