I made my expression turn into a smile with the influence of hers and the fact she was okay. I still wondered what had made her look worried though. I rubbed my face with my hand and then left it laid on my stomach. I never let my eyes move away from hers though. She held my gaze securely and I explored the colour of her eyes, memorising the patterns in them. I sighed and reached behind me with the hand on my stomach. I felt around for the watch I knew I had tossed on the floor near the window. I picked it up and tore my eyes away from hers to look at it. We would only have less than ten minutes before first class. I expected it to be later for how tired I had felt last night. I looked back at her "We're you planning on going to Chemistry this morning?" I asked with a joking smile. I could hear the other guys walking down the corridor and talking.

I read his eyes as he did mine. I looked at his hand as it reached for something...a watch. I looked back at him and when he had asked me if I wanted to go...I hesitated. I shook my head and laughed, and I noticed that my voice sounded different, like a joyful laugh. Like I was actually happy. I sat up with my hair going up behind me. I rubbed my eyes and watched James still on the floor. I manged to say "Do you?" I asked him with my voice surprising. I was weird in the mornings. I had forgotten about that; it seemed as it had been centuries since I had slept.

I laughed at her behaviour. I nearly forgot my mixed emotions as she took all my attention. When she sat up I stretched and put both my hands behind my head, my muscles flexing. "Yeah, I was quite looking forward to Chemistry" I said with a smile, then rolling my eyes at her. I didn't really want to get up, I laid there wanting to watch her all day. "Sorry you don't er, have anything to change into" I said, trying to think how to get her clothes. I felt bad that she had to sleep in hers and wear the same thing in the morning. It would all depend of course what she intended to do today. My thoughts flickered, my hormones messing with me and I tried to swallow my ideas.

I looked down at him and laughed at him. Sarcasm much? I leaned on my hands and looked around. And my eyes went to him when he told me about my clothes. I rolled my eyes just like he did and curled up against him, laying back down looking to the side. I sighed. I wanted to stay with James, I couldn't let him turn into a creature and go up there. No. Never. My hand rested on his chest softly. "James...you wont forget me right?" I asked in a small voice. I kept my voice from breaking. I would always remember him, forever. Even if I were to die...

I smiled genuinely as she laid back down, her cool hand on my chest, making me feel wanted. I took my arm and wrapped it around her, listening to her voice and the feel of her cold breath against my chest. It was probably a bad time to joke, but I couldn't help it, "Well that depends on what's going to happen to me huh?" I said with a smile in my voice. Honestly, this was a part of it. Though I was more afraid that I would than curious. My voice turned more serious, realising I shouldn't have joked and that I really was worried. "No, of course not" I answered. I turned my head to the side and kissed her gently on the head.

I smiled and sighed letting my cold skin hit his burning skin. "Thanks." now my voice had cracked a little sounding like I was crying. Why was I so sad about this? Was it because I would have to leave James? Of course it was, after all that he did for me...I would leave him hanging. I remembered the first couple of days when I was here and all I could think about was dieing and waiting for James to change. And here I was in James dorm with him on the floor, asking if he would remember me. His hot lips touched my fore head and my eyes closed letting out a tear.

I noticed her voice change and a tear roll out of her eyes. I wiped it away with my other hand. "Don't worry" I said quietly, although I could not convince myself why this whole thing should not be worried about on either side. "I'll try my hardest to put it off, but it's going to happen someday" I admitted, looking down at my stomach, "As long as your here, I will be". I knew that something in her helped me get through pain attacks, and I knew she could heal. Hopefully that will be enough to stop the change happening until it get's too dominant.

I looked up at him and smiled making my tears go away. And now I wondered if he was going to become a creature. Before it was different. He was to turn into an evil creature but now...he's something way different. True that I could stop the change, but should I? I mean like he said, it would have to come someday. I didn't want him to try anymore, he had tried enough. I shook my head just a little and said "it's not about that...having to leave you hurts. It hurts James..." I looked back down and held in my tears, shutting my eyes tight.

I was quite shocked to hear her say that it hurt to leave me. I know we had been though alot together for a short time, but she had never openly said something like that to me. I had always wondered whether she liked me the same way I like her. I sighed and closed my eyes. "I know. But you're not going anywhere" I said quietly, trying desperately to make my words come true. "Don't think about that now" I said, interupting my own worries in my mind, pushing them aside. "We can do whatever we want while we're with eachother" my voice held it's convincing tone, though struggled to gain enthusiasm.

I sighed and nodded. It seemed like I had never actually spread my feelings to James. Like letting him know directly. And I was glad that I had said it before I left him. "What do you want to do now?" I asked my voice small. I felt like a little child not wanting to let go. Wanting to stay and be stubborn. If James was willing enough to put up with me then I was okay with it. But sometimes I wish we could do things his way; its a stereotype when the guys always nice to the girl. The girl should be nice back. And that guilt came back to me. The one when James saved me from the head.

I listened to her voice, sounding slightly sorrowful. My finger went up and down her arm once, enjoying the texture of her soft skin. It was hard to think of things to do, I just wanted to stay with her wherever she was. I was enjoying lying on the floor with her next to me, cooling my hot bare chest. I sighed, "I guess we haven't eaten in a while.." I said adding a small laugh, remembering how food had just passed by our thoughts through the events of yesterday. I found it kind of humourous that I was thinking about food after how everything seemed so pointless with our fate. I knew that my stomach was empty, though I hadn't felt it protest.

His hot finger soothed my skin and made it warmer. I laughed at his suggestion and propped myself up on an elbow looking at him. "M'kay." But I wanted to stay down here with him. It felt so right. I watched his eyes and how....different they looked. Eyes I had never saw before on his face. I smiled and stroked his face; from his temple to his lips. "Whats wrong?" I asked just wondering if something was on his mind. Food was fine with me even though hunger was way past my thoughts. I knew james wouldn't be as hungry, I remember in the coffee shop when he refused to order something. My thoughts flickered here and there and my smile faded slowly.

Her finger left a tingling sensation across my cheek, my lips parting as she reached them. It felt good to see her enjoying touching me too. I wanted to touch her more. When I held her, I always felt secure and whole, but mostly I was melting inside, making me feel soft and helpless. She had asked what was wrong, and for a while I forgot. I felt like I was in a trance, and then I remembered that she had asked a question, snapping out of my daydream. I cleared my throat once, nervously, though I didn't feel any shame for getting distracted. My eyes focused on hers, "Nothing. I'm fine" I said, showing a smile afterwards.

I smiled and nodded. "Okay...I laughed lightly and looked around us. "So lets...head out?" I said and shifted and felt his hot skin touch my arm, making me melt once again. I just didn't want to get up.
Where we were going to go made no difference, and like I said as long as James was here with me. I sighed as I was sitting. A slight head rush coming at me. I looked down at my clothes and wondered if I should change or not...did that matter anymore? Wouldn't the people think I was over at someones. I avoided that thought and some new thought came. What will happen when James and I both disappear from school, the day of the change? I blinked and knocked it out as well. Present was what mattered now.

I nodded in response to her question, but not moving. My eyes were thoughtful for a second, my mouth to the side. I was so comfortable and happy here that I didn't really want to move. I knew that I should, and that I needed to eat but my body craved to stay where it was. I lifted my torso up, so we were both sat on the floor. Even just sat down, I was slightly taller than her. I pushed her hair back at the side of her head and moved the hand down to lean against the floor behind her back. This moved my face closer to hers and I gave a little smile on one side of my mouth and looking directly into her eyes flirtatiously. I suddenly stood up then, walking over to the drawers and taking out some jeans, a top and underwear. I looked back and realised I needed to go to the bathroom to change. "I'll just go get changed" I said, my eyes squinting with a smile. I slid out the door, expecting grief off the other guys; that would be late for getting to class already. They lived up to their standards by making suggestive comments about Anna being in my room. They expected more to what we had done, especially as I came out half undressed. I responded to their questions and comments by just laughing at their profanities and the occasional "No" after their pestering, denying me and Anna of doing what they suggested. Of course, they would tease, but I didn't care. I saw that girlfriends were not just about the physicalities, and that was much more than they would ever see in a girl. But that did not mean I hadn't thought about it; I was a boy, afterall. Once I had changed in the bathroom and freshened up, I made my way back to my room.

He leaned into me and smiled and I smiled back at him. He all of a sudden got up and moved to get his clothes. I watched him get them out and tell me he was going to go change. I smiled and stood up and fixed my hair. I heard him when he head out and I listened closely. I thought about it and wondered if James ever wanted that. Did he? Would he? I sighed and sat down on his bed. I needed these answers before I left. Or else I won't rest in peace. I got up and buttoned up my shirt and looked up when James came in. I smiled at his face, overjoyed again.

I entered the room cautiously as I thought she may need a little longer. However, I remembered that she didn't have any clothes to change into. Her smile widened as I stepped inside, which instinctly made me feel happy. I closed the door behind me, still facing Anna and then put down my clothes. "Do you want to get some other clothes, or are you okay?" I asked, looking outside to see if it looked cold. The sky was quite clear and the sun would definately be visible later on. I ran a hand through my hair as I looked at her.

I laughed and sighed buttoning my last button. "Its okay..." I smiled looking at my hands to him. "I'll live." He looked outside and then back at me. I was fine with my skinny jeans and button shirt...better than what I had on that day at the coffee shop. I watched him run his hand through his hair. The thought about when he had left the room came back to me. Did he? I will never find out unless I ask. And time for waiting was over now. I took a step closer. "James...can I ask you something?" I said shying away from his face a little. Every time we....touched or came in physical contact it was done naturally, like it was meant to be. We never had to ask before. My mom had once said that 'Don't give to much, because you don't know if they want it or not...' I squinted for a second and looked back at James. What if he didn't? Something told me to stop with the assumptions and go straight to the point. My smile faded and I was abruptly serious...relaxed...but serious. My body was ice cold but my face wasn't as cold. It was curious...

I looked at her and realised something was on her mind. I could always tell, she had never been good at lying to me in the first place. Her voice sounded serious, but a little embarrased, her eyes not meeting mine for too long. "Yeah, sure" I answered cautiously. I expected her question to be something about our situation, but really, I had no idea what she would want to ask. I felt edgy at the way she was acting. She didn't look happy, but rather serious about what she wanted to know. My eyebrows pushed together just a bit, worried that something bad had come to her mind whilst I had gone to get changed.

I looked up at him and saw his face questioning my question and moved my eyes back down..."Um...It's more of a comment...but whatever..." This was hard to get out, but somethings have to be done with hesitation. And in this case, without fear, even though these our my last days. I finally looked up at him keeping his eyes. "These aren't only my last days...yours too. For being...human. And I just want to say that..." I played with my fingers but didn't leave his eyes. "You can do whatever you want to...and I wont say no to it." My eyes were warm just like my voice. I stepped back a bit and watched what he would have to say about this.

Her word confused me, although I understood that she wanted me to know I was not going to be human. I hadn't any idea of what I was going to become, and I guess that was one of the questions I would have asked. Why was she telling me this; was there some significance? She had wanted to ask a question, but something told me the comment was not the thing she has been hesitant to ask. When she said I could do whatever I wanted to do, I assumed she thought she may be a burden for me to do whatever I wanted in my last days. However, I couldn't think of anything I'd want to do without her. "Okay.." I said, my eyes slightly critical, "I don't understand". "What are you trying to say?" I asked, trying to dig deep in my mind to think of what she might be meaning.

For a second I was about to say forget it. But then my conscious told me to be strong. I blinked and looked down at my feet. I wriggled my toes and sighed. I looked up but not at him. "You...can do things...you...haven't done before...just like me." I then looked at him. I had put slight emphasis on the 'you' on each time i said it. I saw his eyes and just when I started to look deeply into them I looked away. He looked as if he was trying his best to find out what I was trying to say. I didn't want it to rush between us; I wanted it to be naturally, that was our relationship. I could definitely feel the shyness on my face, like the first time I had met James.

I scratched my head and tried to keep her eye contact. She looked away. What could have possibly changed? I tried to think what we had both not done before and failed. Though my original thought was that this what we had already discussed. "Yeah.." I said, "Isn't that what we talked about?". We wanted to make the most of our time while we could. I walked up close to her and put my hands behind her arms, bending my head a little to look at her face. "What are you thinking about?" I laughed once encouragingly "You can tell me".

I sighed and still looked down at the floor. He walked up to me, demanding what I was thinking about. We were kind of talking about the whole stay together thing and make the best out of it part, but I had just wanted to add in one thing. I peeked up at him and saw his asking eyes. I leaned back a little and said "I'm yours, James. And what happens between us...stays between us." I hoped so much that I wouldn't have to repeat myself and spilling out something embarrassing. I now looked at him having my head tilt up. I leaned back a bit more.

Her words alarmed me, making me think that she had heard what the other guys were saying. Was she meaning, she didn't want me to tell them anything about us? "I haven't said anything about us.." I started. I cringed at the thought of me saying something bad to the boys that Anna was listening to. I tried to recall the conversation and detail any possible things she might not want me to have said. I hadn't though; I'd denied what they had suggested, which I would have thought would be a good thing. It struck then, that she hadn't meant that. "Oh" I said, frozen in place. She had said 'I'm yours James'. Did she mean? No.. My face was bound to give away the embarrasment I was starting to feel. "You mean..?" I babbled, nervously. She must have heard the conversation out in the hall. I didn't know how to say it, and really, I hadn't expected this. I'd always thought about it with Anna, but of couse I'd never considered it to happen. She didn't seem like she would want to, and I was surprised at her mentioning it. Oh.. I thought realising she probably misread what the guys were saying as that I was the one who suggested it. "You heard the other guys?" I asked, not moving, but with a thoughtful expression. My cheeks had turned to a light pink.