Your P.O.V

"Let's go...."
I get up and pull the boy Hosuh to his feet. I hold his hand and we walk down from the roof.
"I-I don't know what to do anymore....."
He says sadly...
"I want him...... he wanted me..... why did he not tell me about this?"
I can't do anything right now... I'm just in shock.
"Maybe it wasn't you hosuh...."
"Maybe it was..."
I walk a little faster hoping to get home quickly.
"Cotten candy skies why can't you be mine......"
He sings a little bit.
"Hey...."
He looks at me.
"Always on my mind I'm running out of time..."
He then sings.
"Skies aren't always blue, when I think of you...."
He says. I know he's not singing to me anymore.
"Trying to make it through I caught you like the flu....
Wish my ostrich hands, wish I had a chance, life's just not that fair I'm stuck in this char.... you're like the moon I'm chasing after you.... are you just a faze I pray it's not that way..."
He says and I know I gotta say something.
"Cotten candy skies why can't you be mine always on my mind I'm running outta time skies aren't always blue, when I think of you, trying to make it through, I caught you like the flu..."
He looks at me and gives off a week smile. It's like he's slightly crying out for help from me.
"Tell me about Stephen...."
"Well he was kinda psychopathic, sarcastic, the opposite of me. He was tall and had a purple mowhalk. We did videos on a YouTube channel together with two others. And I thought me was perfectly happy....."
"Hosuh......."
He starts to smile a little.
"And he did that...."
Tears start to fall down his face. We arrive at my house.
"You mist be freezing!"
I say as I go inside and take off my scarf, I also take off my boots, hat, coat, and gloves. But Hosuh only has a hoodie on, a pair of runners, and a scarf.
"Y-yeah...."
He shakes a little and I grab him a big fluffy blanket. I go in the kitchen and make some tea.
"Do you want tea?"
I ask Hosuh and he looked at me.
"Yes please."
I hand him the tea and ask him....
"Are you depressed?"