Goth's POV

    I was gonna go visit palette with a giant grin on my face, I was really excited to see him. He and I haven't seen each other for the whole summer after graduation. I reached the park, only a mile away from palette's house to see him sitting on a bench with girls surrounding him from all sides. My heart shattered as I saw him smiling at them.
    I walked solemnly as I went to his house to wait for him. An hour went by as I sat at the edge of the door waiting....and waiting....and waiting. After about an hour and thirty minutes, I put my knees in my face and started to cry my sockets out.
    I heard footsteps coming near and wiped them away to smile at the person in front of me. It was palette with a worried look on his face, not having his usually light up smile. I greeted him..."h-hey pallette, I was wanting to see you" I said after putting a forced smile on my face. It looked like he didn't believe it and asked...
    "Goth? Is that you?, and are you ok?" I nodded my head in response. He had found me like this a lot in high school. In the gym locker room or in the bathroom corner, bawling my eyes out with bruises all over my face and chest. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up onto my feet. His smile came back and I smiled another forced one but palette still couldn't tell which was which.
    He welcomed me in to his new house that he lived in by himself and gave me a tour of his ENTIRE house. He seemed so happy I couldn't stop him from what he was doing even if I wanted to. I loved him too much to ruin something he loved to do. We finally sat down when the long tour was over and palette hugged me.
    "Goth!, buddy I missed you! My totally bestest friend!" he yelled throughput the house. My heart shattered once again, hearing those words and remembering that he only thought of me as a friend. I started to tear up a little but hid my crying behind his back, so he wouldn't notice.
    Doesn't he understand I love him? I thought to myself as we let go. I quickly wiped away my tears and put on my famous fake smile. He smiled warmly and always can light up a room with the same smile. He put on a movie and we began to watch...a romance film!?. Palette frantically tried to change the channel but kept hitting the wrong buttons on the remote.
    He finally found the button and pressed it when a loud moan was heard. I covered my face with my hood in embarrassment as my face floods with lavender. Pallette covers his face as his turns a greenish yellow.
    "L-lets forget about th-that, ok?" I said nervously peeking out from under my hood. He stopped covering his face and looked at me with a smile.
    "Yeah" he said awkwardly. He isn't so innocent since, um.....ink gave him the 'talk'. I took the remote and flipped through the channels of the tv while palette looked at the channels I was passing. He tapped my shoulder on one particular one that was called 'Most Famous Creative Pieces' I giggled at him a little as he gave me a pouty face.
    I proceeded to put the channel on and laid back while palette completely put his attention on the screen. My eyes started to get tired from being opened too long as I looked at the clock on a near by wall. It read 11:36 as it ticked. I couldn't believe that palette could not be tired, but yet that is the same energetic palette I knew since 1st grade. My eyes start to doze off, looking at palette still. The darkness consumed my eyes as I fall into a deep slumber....

Palette's POV

    I was intently watching one of my favorite shows when I heard soft, cute snores to my right. I looked over to goth sleeping, making the most adorable noises in the world. Quietly, I squealed in excitement. My heart started to flutter when he said "palette" in his sleep. My chest felt tight and weird while seeing him in his tired state. I giggled at my reaction and shrugged it off while I got up.
    I slid one of my hands under goth's back and one under his knees and picked him up. He was really light and limp. I carried him carefully down the hallway as I set him on my bed. There was a sleeping bag in my closet, so I went to go get it from my living room. I guess it was just in time to go to bed when a cheesy romance show came on.
    It was around that time of night anyway. I grabbed the remote and shut the tv off while I put it on the coffee​ table in front of the couch. The hallway seemed longer as I saw a figure that had the silhouette of goth. I called out happily..."hey goth!, I thought you were asleep!" he didn't answer back as I went closer to the figure. They stood still with no movement or breathing at all. It confused me greatly when the figure disappeared, only leaving the short and empty hall way in front of me.
    I think I might be hallucinating or something, I told myself as I walk into my room. Goth was sound asleep while cuddling a pillow. I giggled and set the sleeping bag down and went to the light switch to turn it off. It turned off and I slowly made my way through the darkness of my room.
    I ended up hitting the bed with my knee on accident and tumbled to the ground with a loud thud. Calming down, I looked over the side of the bed to check if goth woke up. In the darkness, I could see a figure with it's stomach going up and down while a giant blob was near their chest. I knew it was the pillow he was hugging and cuddled up on the warm sleeping bag. My eyes slowly shut and a few minutes later I could see white and goth sitting at the top of a hill...