Peace. Love. BTR

I can’t Breathe without you, but I have to…

Love is funny if you think about it.

Boy meets girl, boy and girl fall in love, and normally, one of them eventually realizes that they don’t need the other anymore, then they move on…

At least, that’s what I thought, I guess I was right, somewhat….

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I sat in the airport, lookingthrough some pictures I had found on my phoneof Kendall and I.

I wish this wouldn’t have happened….

I smiled, looking at the pictures and thinking of the memories. Kendall and I have been best friends since we were practically born. We grew up beside each other, went to the same school and always hung out with each other.

In high school, we fell in love, and as far as I know, we still are in love. Nothing can separate us, eventhe 1,238 miles that he was away from me on that snowboarding trip with James, Carlos and Logan…

I wish I would’ve stopped you from going….

“Kendall, why THIS weekend? We haven’t got to actually talk in like a month, you’ve been so busy…” I remember saying, looking into his green eyes.

“I know Lylah, I’m sorry…” He started, taking my hands in his. “They wanted to go on a snowboarding trip, just the four of us…”

I remember looking past Kendall, seeing his three friends, James, Carlos and Logan, standing there with their luggage, ready to board the plane to Montana.

I sighed.

“I promise the second that I get back, we’ll hang out.” I remember Kendall saying as he smiled and kissed me before he turned to leave as our hands slowly lost contact due to the distance between our bodies.

If I had only known….

I watched the four of them walk away to the plane, Kendall turning around to wave goodbye one last time.

I would’ve said more than just “Goodbye”…..

I arrived back to my apartment shortly after I left the airport, the only sound erupting from the stereo I had left playing in the other room. I could still hear Kendall’s voice echoing in my mind…

I was June and you were my Johnny Cash,
Never one without the other, we made a pact,
Sometimes when I miss you, I put those records on…


“We’ll hang out the second that I get back, Promise.” I heard his voice play over and over again in my head.

Now, I’m the one going to see you…

I remember little from the night Kendall left, I do remember the phone call though, the phone call from hell, the phone call that changed my entire life…

“Your friends have been in a horrible accident…”

I recieved the call in the late hours of the night. They had been riding the ski lift up the mountain and it broke, sending them falling to the ground…

It’s 2 AM, feeling like I just lost a friend, I hope you know this ain’t easy for me…

The paramedics had made their way up the mountain after a while, taking them back down the mountain and to the nearest hospital. The nurses from the hospital were the ones to call and inform me of what had happened.

James was the first one to go. The nurse said he had broken his collarbone from the fall and the bone fragments had punctured an artery, which pretty much told me he had bled to death there in the snow.

I started to cry. Why did this have to happen? Why to them?…

The nurse informed me of Carlos being the second one to die with severe injuries to his lungs. Probably broken ribs…

I started to cry even harder…

Logan was next. He had died at the hospital due to severe head injuries. Poor Logan….

I cried even harder…

“And the blonde, his name is Kendall, right?…”

God…just let him be ok…please just say he’s ok…

“He’s still breathing, but has some very serious injuries.”

I let out a somewhat sigh of relief, I remember. Kendall was the only one to survive.

I quickly thanked the nurse for the call informing me of my friends, no matter how upset I was over it and gathered some clothes in a duffel bag.

I needed to get to Montana…

So, here I am, sitting at the airport, waiting for my rental car.

I wish they would hurry up…

Soon after the thought crossed my mind, they had arrived with the car. I quickly grabbed my bag and ran to the car.

I couldn’t wait to see Kendall, no matter how horrible and helpless he probably looked.


The drive to the hospital seemed to take forever, but I soon pulled into the hospital parking lot and parked the car.

I jumped out, running through the lot and to the double doors.

He was in room 213.

I ran to the elevators, reaching the door to his room in a matter of seconds.

I was scared to open the door, scared of what I might find but I finally did.

He was asleep.

He had a broken jaw, leg and arm and was having a hard time breathing, the machine he was hooked up to was doing most of that for him.

The nurse had told me that he couldn’t speak but he could hear.

I sat down beside his bed, leaning again the railing, crying.

Why….

Suddenly, I felt someone take my hand.

I looked up.

It was Kendall. He had used most of his energy to take his good hand to grab mine. To tell me it was ok.

I managed to smile a little bit.

“I love you Kendall, please know that. Even if we are apart someday, Just know my feelings for you…”

I felt his grip on my hand get tighter. His way to tell me he understood.

His way to tell me that he really cared.

His way to simply say “I Love You”


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Hope you like! it’s really sad, I know! I’m sorry. it’s not my best one :-/ Sorry XoLylahXo, you probably hate it….

I was listening to the song Breathe by Taylor Swift when I got the inspiration for it….and The One That Got Away by Katy Perry