Adam just looked after his best friend as he caught the last glimpse of him, his heart breaking when he lost sight. Jay just told him the biggest secret of his young life and he ran. Why wasn't Adam chasing after him? It was because he was frozen to his spot by the words his friend spoke…

He didn't know what else to do… He couldn't just chase after him, especially since Jay hadn't wanted to talk to him in the first place… But he was dying inside with the fact Jay probably thought Adam hated him. In truth, Adam didn't hate Jay; he actually felt closer to him than anyone else…

You gotta get home, Adam… Adam told himself and his legs found life again, if only a little. He moved slowly in the opposite direction of Jay's apartment and he could feel that he was losing a piece of himself with every step he took. That was because Jay had become part of him and losing Jay was like losing a half of himself…

Jay closed his door as quickly as he had run into the room and began to pace uneasily. He told Adam. He told Adam. He FREAKING told Adam. Oh. My. God. Why did he do that? It probably ruined their friendship!

Jay hit the wall hard as tears continued to streak his near colorless cheeks. He felt so light-headed and he had to lean against the small bedroom wall for support as he started to sway. He was trembling hard as his breathing became shallow and he felt beads of sweat mix into his tears. What was happening to him?

"Mom!" He cried out breathlessly as his clothed back touched the cool wall and he slid down. This feeling… it had to have something to do with grief… grief or loneliness… It hurt so much… This feeling of emptiness… Not only did it hurt… it was frightening him… His vision began to go bright. "Mom!" He yelled out in a panic until he remembered something… His mom wasn't home...

"No… No, no, no," Jay sighed, pulling his phone out with shaking hands and fumbled with the number pads on it. He managed to send a message to the only person he trusted more than his parents. He sent a 4 lettered text to Adam. The 4 lettered text was so short but it spoke so much… Those 4 letters formed one word… That word was…

"Help…" Adam breathed uneasily with pain lacing it as his eyes drifted quickly over the single word. He was 10 minutes away from where Jay had left him and he wasn't a 30 second run from Jay's apartment building anymore. What was he going to do? He didn't give himself time to answer the question; he turned on his heels and began sprinting with all he had towards his best friend's home.

"Please be okay, please be okay…" Adam murmured under his breath as he continued to run, his strides getting larger as he did so. He needed to get Jay; this wasn't a want situation. Adam was halfway there but he heard someone calling his name. The voice of a female rang through his ears and he stopped short; unsure of what to do.

He looked around and his eyes found the girl he had been kissing in the hallway not an hour ago. Oh, what was her name again? Chelsea? Charity? Cherish? Oh, c'mon Adam! It doesn't matter! What mattered is that Jay needs help. Adam just shook his head and turned to run again but the girl's fingers wrapped around his forearm and he stopped reluctantly.

"Where are you going to in such a rush? I'm right here," She said in a flirtatious voice as she wrapped her arms around his neck and winked at him. Adam's stomach churned and a grimace of disgust crossed his face. What did he see in this girl earlier?

"I'm not looking for you. Jay needs help," Adam said in a strained, annoyed voice. It was killing him to know that Jay was probably suffering every second he talked to this nobody. He was so tempted to push her off of him and run for his friend…

"Are you telling me you would rather help your friend than come over to my house?" The girl asked in a bratty voice, removing her arms from Adam's neck and placing them on her hips with a pout on her lips. Adam couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her.

"Are you really asking me that question? I'm guessing so since those words left your mouth with such ease. And the answer is yes; I want to go help my best friend more than I want to go to your house. Now, if you excuse me, I have to go," Adam crowed before snorting rudely and sprinting for Jay again.

He was less than 30 seconds away from where Jay was but he could feel his speed decreasing. His heart was pounding as sweat poured from his forehead. He could taste blood in his mouth and he cursed himself for not being in better shape.

His feet were aching when he finally reached the apartment complex and ran up two flights of stairs. He opened Jay's apartment door quickly and closed it behind him as he ran to Jay's room. He expected to at least see Jay on his bed but when he saw his pale body on the floor; his heart nearly stopped.

All the motion that was coming from the body was trembling as if he were cold… Adam got closer to Jay with uncertainty of what to do but noticed, luckily, Jay was conscious; his eyes being only half lidded. Adam knelt quickly down beside Jay and cradled his head in his arms.

As Adam looked down at Jay, Jay stared back with misty eyes that were lined with pain. "Jay…. What happened?" Adam whispered, referring to both their friendship and his unnatural paleness. At the question, a single tear escaped Jay's eye and rolled down his cheek onto Adam's arm.

"I fell in love with you…" Jay croaked as more color was drained from his already colorless cheeks. Adam felt tears well up in his own eyes at his friend's word. Jay seemed to be dying because he was in love with him… Adam Copeland…

Almost unconsciously, Adam leaned down and pressed his lips to Jay's in a slow, sweet kiss. Jay felt his skin flush at the feeling and he wrapped his arms around Adam's neck with the remaining strength he had left in him.

Adam had never felt something so heavenly in his life that could ever compare to kissing Jay. It was a feeling that was so addictive, so right, yet so forbidden at the same time. It was like he was floating as their lips moved in union and soon Jay found enough strength to sit up but their lips never parted.

Jay was the one who broke the kiss, his lungs burning at the sensation of lack of oxygen. Adam was breathing hard too, the run from earlier coming back to haunt him as he wrapped his arms around Jay. "I don't want to lose you…" Jay whispered to him and Adam sighed quietly.

"You won't lose me, Jay. I swear it," Adam reassured and he pecked Jay lightly on the lips again. Jay rested his head gently on Adam's shoulder as Adam pulled him into his lap. They were best friends and they loved each other… How many more reasons did they need to be together?

Jay smiled lightly to himself as he regained his focus without being dizzy and punched Adam on his arm. He knew the answer to that question already. It was zero. Adam smiled back at his best friend and pushed him off of him.

"Wanna fight, now do ya?" Adam challenged and Jay snickered as they both stood. Everything was back to normal… Adam placed another kiss on Jay's lips. Well, almost normal… but who likes normal things anyway?