I must be crazy.

 

That was what Chanyeol thought.

Ever since he saw how Baekhyun smiled, he found himself unable to look away.

 

In school, he would always kept a look out for Baekhyun.

“Looking for your favourite guy?”

Sehun asked, shoving the milk into his hands.

 

“Hey,”

Chanyeol greeted.

His eyes were still fixated on the canteen, scanning for the person.

 

On the other hand, Sehun kept looking at Chanyeol’s side profile.

He had never seen Chanyeol been so interested in some one before.

 

 

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Ring, ring....

Chanyeol tried to open his eyes but he couldn’t.

He felt as if his head was splitting part.

 

.

 

Not again.

 

He thought he was getting better since he had been going to school almost every day.

He reached out for his phone and started calling for Sehun.

 

“Again?”

Sehun said on the line.

 

“Yeah.”

Chanyeol croaked.

He felt feverish.

 

“Have you inform your parents?”
Sehun asked.

 

“No, not yet.”

Chanyeol replied.

He tried to get up but he felt as if his body was too heavy to move.

“I don’t think I am able to move.”

 

“, all the symptoms started to appear.

See,told you to drink more milk!”

Sehun scolded him on the phone.

“I’ll come over as soon as possible. Let me call your parents first.”

After saying Sehun hung up the phone.

 

Chanyeol was glad that he had a friend like Sehun.

Some times he would wonder what will happen to him if Sehun was not around.

 

He was afraid that he might be a burdened to his family and Sehun.

But all of them told him that they were okay with it.

All of them treat him like a normal person.

 

He should be satisfied.

 

Baekhyun…

He thought as he fainted.

 

 

 

 

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“Open your eyes, giant.”

 

Chanyeol could felt somebody patting hard on his face.

 

Damn, he could feel the pain.

He really wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids said no.

 

“. .”

 

Chanyeol heard some mufflings sounds around him.

Later he felt as if some one pried opened his eyelids and shone a light into his eyes.

Damn the light.

Yes, his vision was blurry but he still able to detect light.

 

“He is awake. Just let him have some time to adjust himself.”

 

Who is this?

Chanyeol thought.

 

“Okay sure, doctor.”

 

Doctor?

 

“Uncle, Aunty. I think it’s the best for you guys to go home first.”

 

Home?

Chanyeol thought.

 

He tired to open his eyes.

Great, the eyelids were too heavy.

 

“I'll take care of him.”

 

Chanyeol could hear the door opened and closed again.

Some body must have walk out.

 

Then he heard footsteps, getting nearer and nearer to him.

The next minute, someone pried opened his eyelids.

 

“Wake up!!”

 

That startled Chanyeol.

 

Chanyeol tried to push the person away but he found himself too weak.

He had a hard time pushing those hands away from him.

 

“I’m awake, okay…”

Chanyeol managed to squeeze those words out from his mouth.

He squinted his eyes to see the person clearly.

 

Sehun.

 

“Help me ….to ...to get up…”

Chanyeol croaked.

He could felt the top part of the bed lifted up.

 

Chanyeol tried to adjust his eyes towards the light in his surrounding.

 

Again.

 

Chanyeol held on to the blanket as he hung his head low.

 

Sehun must have noticed it, thus placing his hands on Chanyeol’s shoulders.

 

“It’s okay. At least it’s better than before.”

Sehun said.

 

Hospital was the second home of Chanyeol.

 

Chanyeol really thought he was getting better.

But it seemed not.

He had admitted to the hospital again.

 

“Well, it’s better than before, okay.”

Sehun tried to console him.

“At least now is lung infection.”

 

“Lung infection?”

Chanyeol scoffed.

 

“You must have caught the virus from school…”

Sehun explained.

“More over, you had just recovered from a cough previously….”

 

 

“I bet the next thing you gotta say is that I have to stay in the hospital for a few days or so for further check up…”
Chanyeol said and sighed.

 

He really disliked the hospital.

All he hoped was to live healthily.

 

That was his dream since young.

 

“Well, it would be better if…”

Before Sehun could continue, Chanyeol held up his right hand, palm facing Sehun.

 

“Stop.”

Chanyeol said.

 

“But…”

Sehun wanted to say but Chanyeol cupped his ears.

“Chanyeol ah…”

 

“Stop!”

Chanyeol yelled.

He looked at Sehun angrily.

 

Tears accumulated in Chanyeol’s eyes.

He had a hard time holding back his tears.

 

“Both you and I know it very well.”

Chanyeol said as he started to choke on his words.

“It’s impossible.”

 

Sehun looked at Chanyeol, with sadness in his eyes.

He tried to blink those tears away.

 

“No matter how hard we try, the outcome would be same.”

Chanyeol said softly.

 

He turned to his side, with his back facing Sehun.

“Look, I’m kinda tired. Let me rest.”

 

Sehun looked at the back view of his childhood friend.

He knew how Chanyeol felt.

 

Sehun slowly walked out of the ward and closed the door behind him.

 

Tears started to trek down his face.

He had been with Chanyeol for many years and saw all the s and Chanyeol had to go through against his own will.

It was heartbreaking enough.

Sehun wiped the tears away from his face, hoping that he could stop crying.

 

Sehun could not stop it. Those tears kept flowing out uncontrollably.

It was too heart wrenching for him to see how his friend who had already given up.

 

He was still young.

 

Those emotions came crashing down on Sehun.

With his trembled hands, he took out his phone and started to dial some numbers.

 

“Hello? Sehun ah?”

The person on the line said.

 

Upon hearing the person’s voice, Sehun broke into tears.

 

“Sehun? Sehun ah!”

The person over the line was panicking.

“Why? What happened?”

 

All Sehun did was to bawled.

 

 

 

 

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Inside the ward, Chanyeol could clearly heard what was going on outside.

 

He slowly brought his knees closed to his chest, holding them close to him as he stared out the window quietly.

 

Some times, he felt as if others were just treating his illness too serious.

 

Yeah, it had already caused pulmonary hypertension and chest pains.

The number of times of occurance was much more than before.

It even caused him to have silent when he was young.

 

But hey, he was still alive now.

 

I just don’t want to undergo the surgery.

Chanyeol thought.

That’s all.

 

The higher hope he pinned, the higher the percentage that he was going to be disappointed.

 

It’s not like I am going to die soon.

Chanyeol thought as he rocked his body back and forth.

He had to admit that he was too emotional earlier on.

 

Opening your eyes and found yourself in a place you dislike was too hard for Chanyeol to accept.

 

It’s okay.

Chanyeol thought to himself.

 

 

I’m going to be okay.

 

 

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a/n: (plainwater*)

Sorry for the late update.

 

i was trying very hard to adjust my emotions to fit the story.

This chapter was meant to be a very sad one.

But as you guys can read, it wasn't.

ugh, but please look forward to the next chapter.

Cos i am looking forward on how blue_paintedsky is going to write ^^

 

Thank you guys for showing love towards this fic ^^