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   Third person

  As adam ran as fast as he could, but he felt his legs become weak. 'Come on adam!' He thought, his eyes mixed with many emotions. 'You ran a touch down at football 5 times in one game! You got this!!!' Adam tried, but he was panting like a dog. Adam stopped for a second, looking down at his Ty. Ty seemed fine by now, he was peacefully sleeping in adam's arms. But just to make sure, he began to walk to the hospital. It was only a few miles away by now.

    Ty's pov

I was trapped in a pitch black endless void, just floating. "H-hello....?" I asked, slightly scared. 'Wait a minute...' I thought, looking around. I sighed in relief as I realized what was going on. I was charging.

   Adams pov

I looked at the hospital doors, then back at Ty. I didn't want to wake him, but I didn't want to see him hurt either. As I was debating, I saw Ty's eyes flutter for a moment, then fully opened. "W-wha...?" He whispered weakly. "Oh my god yes Ty?! What can I get you!? You thirsty? Hungry," as I began to bombard him with questions, he just chuckled weakly. "I-im... fine. B-but I d-don't seem to know w-who you are...." he could barely talk. I nearly dropped him.

  Jerome's pov

"H-hey there. It's ok... no need to cry." I spoke softly at the boy who was crying in my chest. His journal was on the floor, and we were standing. I gently got to my knees, bringing the boy with me. I was soon on my bottom, a leg bended backwards on each side of me, my thigh's sides on the floor.

   My arms were wrapped around the boy, who was gripping on my tux, sitting on his legs, which were bended, both of us on the floor. "Shh..." I whispered soothingly, rocking us ever so delicately from side to side.

   I began to hum a soothing tune, like what my mom would do if I was sad. "It's going to be alright... don't fret my younge fighter." I hummed. I glanced down, petting his soft chocolate brown hair. "Y- **hick** ou won't under- **gasp** stand.." he hicuped.

  ~~AT THIS MOMENT IM RAGING. MY WATTPAD LAGGED AND THE REST OF THIS CHAPTER THAT I WROTE DELETED. I NOW HAVE TO RE-WRITE IT. AND I WAS PROUD... ARGH !!!! !~~

   "What's your name?" I asked, trying to change the subject. "M-mitchel. Please call m-me mitch." He stuttered.

  I now forgot what I wrote after this.  Soo.... gonna be confusing....?

   "Your so cute. You know that...?" I spoke softly, still being quiet. Mitch looked up at me, blushing. His hands gripping my tux, excactly in the chest area. His eyes widened, his deep brown eyes sparkling. I smiled sweetly, my arms wrapped around his waist, hands locked together behind his back. I kissed his cheek, making him blush more, and I just simply held him a little tighter.

   Protectively.

A/N

   Well... MEROME!!! YAY!!! but I don't know... is jerome top or is mitch top in merome...? WHO'S MORE DOMINANT??!!! JEROME!!!?? MITCH???!!! WJDKSNSBJSKSBSBJJWBEJD
I like it to be jerome...
I think it's jerome..
I prefer jerome...
But is it mitch....?