Afraid of Losing You part 2
Part: one, two
Afraid of Losing You
part 2
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It was almost dark outside when Ian and Melanie were finished with their drinks. Melanie ordered cocktails for them, insisting she would pay. The music in the bar got louder and people slowly began to dance in the corners. Melanie also began to bounce to the music a bit. But the only thing Ian could think about was when he would return home. ‘I am such a party pooper,’ Ian thought, smirking.
“I better leave, Mel,” Ian said loudly to Melanie, to be heard over the music.
“But wait! I wanted to order two shots for us!” And before Ian could stop her she already got the attention of the bartender. Ian could only grin.
“You are enjoying it here, aren’t you?”
“Uh huh,” Melanie said and laughed. She took the shots from the bartender and gave one of the cups to Ian. When Melanie was about to grab her wallet, her bag slipped out of her hands. “Shit!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll get it.” Ian offered. He jumped out of the stool and bended over. Melanie used this as her chance. She hovered the transparent flask, which she already got out of her bag, above Ian’s cup and poured it into his drink.
“So,” Ian panted and he rose up and plopped the bag on the bar.
“Thank you Ian,” Melanie said with her most innocent smile. They raised their glasses and gulped it down.
“I love how it burns,” Ian smirked.
“Silly,” Melanie giggled.
Eventually Melanie ordered another round, which the young adults both gulped down happily. Ian felt how the alcohol spread through his body and made him a bit drowsy. It occurred to him how fast this went to work, but he blamed it on that it was a long time since he had a drink.
“It was nice hanging out with you Mel, but I really gotta go.” He hadn’t forgotten about his boyfriend while pleasing Melanie. He only tried to be nice to her and let her have a good time being here not so often in Sacramento. He began to worry about Anthony, who was home alone all these hours, probably still in his room, behind his desk, not even having eaten yet.
“Is Anthony waiting for you?” Melanie asked. “Why don’t you invite him over?”
“Well…” Ian vaguely reminded himself that he had already made a promise to Anthony, but the alcohol made it hard for him to even remember what he did an hour ago. And the loud music didn’t make it easier.
“Ian?” Melanie smirked and clicked with her fingers in front of his face.
“Ehm… yeah.” Ian shook his head. “It looks like the alcohol works good on me,” he laughed faintly. He reached to his pocket for his mobile, that wasn’t there. “What?”
“What’s wrong?” Melanie asked.
“My phone…” Ian touched all his pockets and even his shirt. “I lost it! How can this happen?”
“Wow calm down,” Melanie giggled. The stool was moving by Ian’s movements and she held his arm before he fell down. “Where have you seen it the last time?”
“I don’t know!” Ian started to panic. Not only because he doesn’t have his phone anymore, but there was something wrong with him. At the moment, he was having a hard time seeing. It was like his eyesight dropped majorly, and all the objects began to spin around him. He couldn’t count the bottles behind the bar. He felt himself getting numb. He didn’t even notice that Melanie was rubbing his arm.
“Don’t worry. If you’re afraid that Anthony forgets you, he didn’t.”
“What do you…?” Ian saw in front his eyes his phone swinging side to side, in Melanie’s hand.
“This thing was constantly vibrating! How would your boyfriend be feeling now that he didn’t receive anything from you?”
Everything happened in a daze. Ian felt himself falling while Melanie still held his arm. Her other hand was still swinging his phone.
“What is it Ian? Are you feeling dizzy, sick? Remarkable what a little sip can do to you.”
‘She drugged me.’ Ian was fully aware of his situation, but was too far away to do something. Melanie had him under control. She leaned in, her long hair covered half of her face.
“Why did you have to leave me,” she whispered in his. Ian looked at her faintly, and saw her expression that contained pure hatred. And before he could do something, she kissed him full on the mouth.
Ian froze. He felt Melanie’s lips pushing hard against his. She licks his lips and her hand was tangled in his. She moaned. “I’ve missed this so much,” she whispered.
Ian had no idea why he closed his eyes. It was like it was all a dream, like it didn’t cared. He let himself be leaded by the warm Melanie, who in the meantime loosened the zipper of his vest.
Melanie’s eyes flashed to the exit door and grinned. Ian followed her gaze and his heart stopped.
Anthony stood there quietly, gasping and bewildered watching the scene before him. His face was red and he panted a bit, probably after running the whole way from his house. His gaze went from Ian to Melanie who still sat in the same position.
Ian blinked. He woke up from his unconscious state and broke the kiss. “Anthony!”
Anthony’s big eyes began to tremble, his expression was filled with hurt. A tear fell on the floor. He staggered back while shaking his head and eventually ran away.
“Wait!” Ian screamed to him. He wanted to jump off the stool but Melanie, whose hand was still holding Ian’s, stopped him.
“Why would you still follow him?” she sneered. “Stay with me Ian, come back to me.” She now held him with two hands and leaned in a bit. She rubbed with her fingers his arm and now looked almost pleadingly to him.
“What?” Ian didn’t understand her actions at all. “Why are you doing this? W - why do you want me back so bad? And what the fuck have you given me?!”
“Oh this was all necessary,” Melanie said while looking at Ian’s glass. “This was all so you would cooperate with our plan.”
“Our?” Ian was now grabbing the bar for support. Everything was spinning.
“Me and Kalel,” Melanie answered. “We both disagreed of course when you two decided to dump us. I mean, how many times can you have a relationship with someone this famous?”
Melanie weakened her grip so that Ian could stand. “Bitch.” He withheld himself from punching her in the face. He shook his head and ran out the café, leaving Melanie alone. When he was outside, he saw Kalel standing beside the door, playing with her phone.
“Where is Anthony?” Ian said directly with an angry tone.
Kalel looked up. A fake smile appeared on her face. “Well hello Ian! How do you feel? Strong stuff right?”
“Cut the crap!” Ian walked towards her. His numbness was gone, but he was now shaking and his head began to hurt. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He already hated Kalel for a few months, but now she set his blood boiling.
“You mean your so-called boyfriend? He ran to the park.” Kalel didn’t feel belittled by Ian’s posture. On the contrary, she kept smiling at him. “I just spoke to him by the way. The poor darling was in tears because of you. How could you do that to him Ian? I told him already your love was fake - “
Ian’s fist shot out of nothing upwards and hit Kalel’s face hard. She fell down and stayed there with her hand on her cheek. “Why the fuck did you do that?” she screamed.
“Sorry, not hitting two bitches is just too hard for me,” Ian said casually. He turned and ran to the park, not regretting what he just did.
*
Ian sought dizzily for Anthony while running through the park. But he quickly had to stop to lean on a tree to catch his breath. The drug felt like poison that ran through his body. Sickly he wiped off the sweat from his forehead. He had the idea in the back of his mind that this wouldn’t end well, but his biggest problem now was finding Anthony. He eventually reached the fountain where he found Melanie. His script and pen were still lying next to it. But past the open space he saw a figure standing under a tree.
“Anthony!” Ian screamed. Anthony looked up, tears streaming down his cheeks when he blinked. He looked lost, defeated in the dark shadow where he was standing. His wet eyes were glistening in the moonlight that poked out between the leaves. Anthony always appeared as a strong person from Ian’s vision, but at this moment he looked vulnerable and weak.
“Go away Ian,” Anthony murmured. He turned his back and attached to the big tree for support.
“Anthony, it’s not what it looked like,” Ian blurted out. It was the best thing he could say at the moment. He had no idea how to explain this now that he felt numb and dizzy. But the thing he wanted now was for Anthony to look at him and to stop breaking his heart.
“It’s alright Ian,” Anthony said, tired. “Go back to Melanie and leave me alone.”
“But I don’t love Melanie! I love you!” Ian became desperate. Anthony looked worse than expected. “I never wanted this to happen and you know - ”
Ian’s legs buckled and he sank to his knees. His hand shot to his head that suddenly began to pound hard. His vision began to blur and his body screamed for rest. It seemed that the drug began to backfire. Ian practically pulled out his hair on his head. The pain has reached the highest level. He squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth.
Anthony didn’t notice this at all, too deep in the darkness to even care about someone else’s feelings. “You’re lying Ian.”
“Fuck,” Ian whispered. His whole body was pounding and he slowly cringed.
“No one loves me. Everyone is lying to me. I trusted you Ian. How can you break my heart like this?” Anthony raised his voice. He had his fists clenched and he wiped away his tears with his sleeve.
“I have never…” It was hard for Ian to speak in a normal tone. His head could break at any moment.
“I even loved you!” Anthony screamed.
“ANTHONY!”
Anthony turned and saw the body of Ian like a ball lying on the grass. Like being hit on the face, he got out of his miserable state and ran to Ian. Anthony let himself fall next to him and caught Ian up in his arms. Both Ian’s hands were clenching his head.
“What’s the matter?!” Anthony asked with a cracked voice.
“The drug…” Ian panted. He couldn’t take it anymore and screamed out of pain. Anthony held one of his hands, and his was immediately squeezed painfully.
“Hang on Ian,” Anthony said, scared. He grabbed his phone and dialed a number. The face of a frightened Anthony was the last thing Ian saw before darkness overtook him.
*
Ian slightly opened his eyes and only saw whiteness. When his eyes adjusted he saw he lay on a bed in the hospital. The pain he had felt was gone. He heard someone breathing and saw Anthony sitting on chair next to his bed. His hands were on his lap. He fiddled with his keys. His head was lowered and he was sobbing.
“Anthony…?” Ian whispered concerned. Anthony looked up with open mouth. His eyes were filling up with tears and he dropped his keys.
“Ian,” he sobbed. He stood up and embraced Ian. He cried loudly and his tears damped on Ian’s hospital shirt. He attached himself on him and Ian froze for a second. He then embraced Anthony tighter and rubbed Anthony’s shaking back.
“It is alright,” Ian whispered to him. He also felt the tears welling up. He grabbed Anthony’s shoulders and looked at his wet face. He kissed his salty lips and felt his body getting stronger. They melted in the kiss, it healed their wounds and softened the pain. They broke the kiss for oxygen, Ian was panting because of his weak state. Anthony laughed his genuine laugh, something that Ian had missed a lot.
Anthony sat back in the chair, one arm stretched to hold Ian’s hand. He told him what he heard from the doctors, who weren’t here because it was 3 AM and Ian’s state is stable. Ian has gotten overdoses of a drug that affected his nerves. If he wouldn’t be going to the hospital soon he could’ve be paralyzed or dead. In the last word Anthony swallowed and a tear escaped his eyes. Ian rubbed his hand.
“And the worst is,” Anthony continued hoarsely. “That this is all my fault.”
“I was the one who went with Melanie,” Ian tried to lighten up the mood.
“If I wasn’t so absent to you, this wouldn’t have happened,” Anthony went on and looked on the ground. “I should’ve been there for you, shouldn’t had ran away, I should - Ouch!”
Ian pinched hard in Anthony’s big hand. “Are you finished, you douche nugget?” he said with a loud voice. He had enough of Anthony’s suffering and self-pity. He didn’t understand how perfect he was for him. “You are everything to me, Ant. We both made mistakes, but that only makes our relationship stronger. We are there for each other, whatever happens.”
Anthony looked like he got slapped in the face. He stared at Ian, who had a big smile on his face. Anthony sniffed and blushed.
“Sorry Ian,” he murmured blushing.
Ian spread his arms. “Hug?”
Anthony grinned and jumped next to Ian on the bed. They lay in each other’s arms for a while, their breathing relaxing the other.
“How did you actually find me?” Ian broke the silence.
“I can track your mobile, installed that when you weren’t looking.” Anthony grinned on Ian’s shoulder.
“Creeper.”
“You love it.”
The End
Afraid of Losing You
part 2
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It was almost dark outside when Ian and Melanie were finished with their drinks. Melanie ordered cocktails for them, insisting she would pay. The music in the bar got louder and people slowly began to dance in the corners. Melanie also began to bounce to the music a bit. But the only thing Ian could think about was when he would return home. ‘I am such a party pooper,’ Ian thought, smirking.
“I better leave, Mel,” Ian said loudly to Melanie, to be heard over the music.
“But wait! I wanted to order two shots for us!” And before Ian could stop her she already got the attention of the bartender. Ian could only grin.
“You are enjoying it here, aren’t you?”
“Uh huh,” Melanie said and laughed. She took the shots from the bartender and gave one of the cups to Ian. When Melanie was about to grab her wallet, her bag slipped out of her hands. “Shit!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll get it.” Ian offered. He jumped out of the stool and bended over. Melanie used this as her chance. She hovered the transparent flask, which she already got out of her bag, above Ian’s cup and poured it into his drink.
“So,” Ian panted and he rose up and plopped the bag on the bar.
“Thank you Ian,” Melanie said with her most innocent smile. They raised their glasses and gulped it down.
“I love how it burns,” Ian smirked.
“Silly,” Melanie giggled.
Eventually Melanie ordered another round, which the young adults both gulped down happily. Ian felt how the alcohol spread through his body and made him a bit drowsy. It occurred to him how fast this went to work, but he blamed it on that it was a long time since he had a drink.
“It was nice hanging out with you Mel, but I really gotta go.” He hadn’t forgotten about his boyfriend while pleasing Melanie. He only tried to be nice to her and let her have a good time being here not so often in Sacramento. He began to worry about Anthony, who was home alone all these hours, probably still in his room, behind his desk, not even having eaten yet.
“Is Anthony waiting for you?” Melanie asked. “Why don’t you invite him over?”
“Well…” Ian vaguely reminded himself that he had already made a promise to Anthony, but the alcohol made it hard for him to even remember what he did an hour ago. And the loud music didn’t make it easier.
“Ian?” Melanie smirked and clicked with her fingers in front of his face.
“Ehm… yeah.” Ian shook his head. “It looks like the alcohol works good on me,” he laughed faintly. He reached to his pocket for his mobile, that wasn’t there. “What?”
“What’s wrong?” Melanie asked.
“My phone…” Ian touched all his pockets and even his shirt. “I lost it! How can this happen?”
“Wow calm down,” Melanie giggled. The stool was moving by Ian’s movements and she held his arm before he fell down. “Where have you seen it the last time?”
“I don’t know!” Ian started to panic. Not only because he doesn’t have his phone anymore, but there was something wrong with him. At the moment, he was having a hard time seeing. It was like his eyesight dropped majorly, and all the objects began to spin around him. He couldn’t count the bottles behind the bar. He felt himself getting numb. He didn’t even notice that Melanie was rubbing his arm.
“Don’t worry. If you’re afraid that Anthony forgets you, he didn’t.”
“What do you…?” Ian saw in front his eyes his phone swinging side to side, in Melanie’s hand.
“This thing was constantly vibrating! How would your boyfriend be feeling now that he didn’t receive anything from you?”
Everything happened in a daze. Ian felt himself falling while Melanie still held his arm. Her other hand was still swinging his phone.
“What is it Ian? Are you feeling dizzy, sick? Remarkable what a little sip can do to you.”
‘She drugged me.’ Ian was fully aware of his situation, but was too far away to do something. Melanie had him under control. She leaned in, her long hair covered half of her face.
“Why did you have to leave me,” she whispered in his. Ian looked at her faintly, and saw her expression that contained pure hatred. And before he could do something, she kissed him full on the mouth.
Ian froze. He felt Melanie’s lips pushing hard against his. She licks his lips and her hand was tangled in his. She moaned. “I’ve missed this so much,” she whispered.
Ian had no idea why he closed his eyes. It was like it was all a dream, like it didn’t cared. He let himself be leaded by the warm Melanie, who in the meantime loosened the zipper of his vest.
Melanie’s eyes flashed to the exit door and grinned. Ian followed her gaze and his heart stopped.
Anthony stood there quietly, gasping and bewildered watching the scene before him. His face was red and he panted a bit, probably after running the whole way from his house. His gaze went from Ian to Melanie who still sat in the same position.
Ian blinked. He woke up from his unconscious state and broke the kiss. “Anthony!”
Anthony’s big eyes began to tremble, his expression was filled with hurt. A tear fell on the floor. He staggered back while shaking his head and eventually ran away.
“Wait!” Ian screamed to him. He wanted to jump off the stool but Melanie, whose hand was still holding Ian’s, stopped him.
“Why would you still follow him?” she sneered. “Stay with me Ian, come back to me.” She now held him with two hands and leaned in a bit. She rubbed with her fingers his arm and now looked almost pleadingly to him.
“What?” Ian didn’t understand her actions at all. “Why are you doing this? W - why do you want me back so bad? And what the fuck have you given me?!”
“Oh this was all necessary,” Melanie said while looking at Ian’s glass. “This was all so you would cooperate with our plan.”
“Our?” Ian was now grabbing the bar for support. Everything was spinning.
“Me and Kalel,” Melanie answered. “We both disagreed of course when you two decided to dump us. I mean, how many times can you have a relationship with someone this famous?”
Melanie weakened her grip so that Ian could stand. “Bitch.” He withheld himself from punching her in the face. He shook his head and ran out the café, leaving Melanie alone. When he was outside, he saw Kalel standing beside the door, playing with her phone.
“Where is Anthony?” Ian said directly with an angry tone.
Kalel looked up. A fake smile appeared on her face. “Well hello Ian! How do you feel? Strong stuff right?”
“Cut the crap!” Ian walked towards her. His numbness was gone, but he was now shaking and his head began to hurt. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He already hated Kalel for a few months, but now she set his blood boiling.
“You mean your so-called boyfriend? He ran to the park.” Kalel didn’t feel belittled by Ian’s posture. On the contrary, she kept smiling at him. “I just spoke to him by the way. The poor darling was in tears because of you. How could you do that to him Ian? I told him already your love was fake - “
Ian’s fist shot out of nothing upwards and hit Kalel’s face hard. She fell down and stayed there with her hand on her cheek. “Why the fuck did you do that?” she screamed.
“Sorry, not hitting two bitches is just too hard for me,” Ian said casually. He turned and ran to the park, not regretting what he just did.
*
Ian sought dizzily for Anthony while running through the park. But he quickly had to stop to lean on a tree to catch his breath. The drug felt like poison that ran through his body. Sickly he wiped off the sweat from his forehead. He had the idea in the back of his mind that this wouldn’t end well, but his biggest problem now was finding Anthony. He eventually reached the fountain where he found Melanie. His script and pen were still lying next to it. But past the open space he saw a figure standing under a tree.
“Anthony!” Ian screamed. Anthony looked up, tears streaming down his cheeks when he blinked. He looked lost, defeated in the dark shadow where he was standing. His wet eyes were glistening in the moonlight that poked out between the leaves. Anthony always appeared as a strong person from Ian’s vision, but at this moment he looked vulnerable and weak.
“Go away Ian,” Anthony murmured. He turned his back and attached to the big tree for support.
“Anthony, it’s not what it looked like,” Ian blurted out. It was the best thing he could say at the moment. He had no idea how to explain this now that he felt numb and dizzy. But the thing he wanted now was for Anthony to look at him and to stop breaking his heart.
“It’s alright Ian,” Anthony said, tired. “Go back to Melanie and leave me alone.”
“But I don’t love Melanie! I love you!” Ian became desperate. Anthony looked worse than expected. “I never wanted this to happen and you know - ”
Ian’s legs buckled and he sank to his knees. His hand shot to his head that suddenly began to pound hard. His vision began to blur and his body screamed for rest. It seemed that the drug began to backfire. Ian practically pulled out his hair on his head. The pain has reached the highest level. He squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth.
Anthony didn’t notice this at all, too deep in the darkness to even care about someone else’s feelings. “You’re lying Ian.”
“Fuck,” Ian whispered. His whole body was pounding and he slowly cringed.
“No one loves me. Everyone is lying to me. I trusted you Ian. How can you break my heart like this?” Anthony raised his voice. He had his fists clenched and he wiped away his tears with his sleeve.
“I have never…” It was hard for Ian to speak in a normal tone. His head could break at any moment.
“I even loved you!” Anthony screamed.
“ANTHONY!”
Anthony turned and saw the body of Ian like a ball lying on the grass. Like being hit on the face, he got out of his miserable state and ran to Ian. Anthony let himself fall next to him and caught Ian up in his arms. Both Ian’s hands were clenching his head.
“What’s the matter?!” Anthony asked with a cracked voice.
“The drug…” Ian panted. He couldn’t take it anymore and screamed out of pain. Anthony held one of his hands, and his was immediately squeezed painfully.
“Hang on Ian,” Anthony said, scared. He grabbed his phone and dialed a number. The face of a frightened Anthony was the last thing Ian saw before darkness overtook him.
*
Ian slightly opened his eyes and only saw whiteness. When his eyes adjusted he saw he lay on a bed in the hospital. The pain he had felt was gone. He heard someone breathing and saw Anthony sitting on chair next to his bed. His hands were on his lap. He fiddled with his keys. His head was lowered and he was sobbing.
“Anthony…?” Ian whispered concerned. Anthony looked up with open mouth. His eyes were filling up with tears and he dropped his keys.
“Ian,” he sobbed. He stood up and embraced Ian. He cried loudly and his tears damped on Ian’s hospital shirt. He attached himself on him and Ian froze for a second. He then embraced Anthony tighter and rubbed Anthony’s shaking back.
“It is alright,” Ian whispered to him. He also felt the tears welling up. He grabbed Anthony’s shoulders and looked at his wet face. He kissed his salty lips and felt his body getting stronger. They melted in the kiss, it healed their wounds and softened the pain. They broke the kiss for oxygen, Ian was panting because of his weak state. Anthony laughed his genuine laugh, something that Ian had missed a lot.
Anthony sat back in the chair, one arm stretched to hold Ian’s hand. He told him what he heard from the doctors, who weren’t here because it was 3 AM and Ian’s state is stable. Ian has gotten overdoses of a drug that affected his nerves. If he wouldn’t be going to the hospital soon he could’ve be paralyzed or dead. In the last word Anthony swallowed and a tear escaped his eyes. Ian rubbed his hand.
“And the worst is,” Anthony continued hoarsely. “That this is all my fault.”
“I was the one who went with Melanie,” Ian tried to lighten up the mood.
“If I wasn’t so absent to you, this wouldn’t have happened,” Anthony went on and looked on the ground. “I should’ve been there for you, shouldn’t had ran away, I should - Ouch!”
Ian pinched hard in Anthony’s big hand. “Are you finished, you douche nugget?” he said with a loud voice. He had enough of Anthony’s suffering and self-pity. He didn’t understand how perfect he was for him. “You are everything to me, Ant. We both made mistakes, but that only makes our relationship stronger. We are there for each other, whatever happens.”
Anthony looked like he got slapped in the face. He stared at Ian, who had a big smile on his face. Anthony sniffed and blushed.
“Sorry Ian,” he murmured blushing.
Ian spread his arms. “Hug?”
Anthony grinned and jumped next to Ian on the bed. They lay in each other’s arms for a while, their breathing relaxing the other.
“How did you actually find me?” Ian broke the silence.
“I can track your mobile, installed that when you weren’t looking.” Anthony grinned on Ian’s shoulder.
“Creeper.”
“You love it.”
The End