Daniels perspective:

Rhys stayed in my room for the whole time and wouldn't even eat any food, he was probably to scared to even eat. When I tried to leave for the bathroom he would get paranoid and constantly ask me where I was going. He was starting to become like a new born puppy and to be honest I didn't hate it. I actually enjoyed it. He was acting so unbearably cute except for the fact that he was paranoid. And something terrible just happened but at the same time I couldn't stay in the same room as him for too long, or else I think I might do something weird to him. He would then run away and never talk to me again and if that happened I think I would probably kill myself.

Rhys was my childhood friend, well we started out as two strangers, I was sitting alone at a park bench and Rhys came over and gave me ice-cream, that was our very first encounter. As we started hanging out a lot I started to develop feelings for him, Rhys on the other hand never told me anything about how he felt. Although he was rather open he never told me his feeling towards me and I never told him so... we're even. But as we grew closer together, something obviously had to draw us apart and that was, Rhys had to go abroad to study because his parents saw that his studies were dropping. Before all of that we used to hang out all the time I went to his house he went to mines, we were practically inseparable. On the day that Rhys told me he had to go abroad to study I was so shocked that I couldn't even send him away, I regretted that so much. Then few years later my Mother passed away after fighting her disease for so long, I ended up getting mental health issues and even had minor dementia. When Rhys came along I was still slowly recovering and today just pushed the bar. Everything came back to me, what happened with Rhys and stuff.

Rhys was lying there so peacefully, after about 3 hours he finally managed to fall asleep. I stood up to grab a drink when I felt Rhys grab my arm, he kept on saying, "Don't leave me." I sat down again and patted his head saying, "I'm right here, I won't leave you". Completely forgetting about how thirsty I was, I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his body while I just sat there cuddling his head. Even after this whole time I still never forgot how much I love Rhys. No wonder he caught my attention when he first stepped into that classroom, he was my one and only. I kept on patting his head and even hummed the chorus of his favorite childhood song, 'I want it that way' by Backstreet Boys. I remember how we would just sit and listen to that on repeat every single day. 

I ended up dozing off in that position. In the morning I was wrapped in a blanket and Rhys was gone. I looked around the room and Rhys was no where to be seen. I sat up and was so confused, where could Rhys have gone. When I was about to stand up the bathroom door opened and Rhys walked out with a towel around his waist, I instantly fell back on the bed. 

"Ah, good morning Daniel!" he said so casually, why am I so flustered. Daniel Clifford get your act together, I thought a little too loud. "Your act?" Rhys questioned. Great! Just what I wanted, Rhys questioning me and tilting his head to the side. Arghhhh! 

"G-good morning. Could you put a top on or something? Please."

"Ah... Sorry. I didn't bring any cloth-"

"THEN GET SOMETHING FROM MY WARDROBE!" I screamed. He gave a little snicker and walked to my wardrobe and grabbed a shirt and some jeans. I was still looking down on the floor like an idiot. What he did next killed me. He dropped the clothes on the floor and started walking towards me. "W-what are you doing?"

"C'mon, you saw my body all the time when we were younger."

"That was when we were younger, now we are 16 year old."

"What's the harm? C'mon look at me." Oh no!

"No, no, no, no, no."

"Why?" He was so close to me now I could feel his breath. He placed his hand under my chin and lifted my chin up. His face was so close to mine that I swear I may have killed off some of my cells. My face was getting really hot and red I could have fried and egg. He pouted his lips and said, "Why is your face getting really hot?"

"I-it's not!" I tried to fight back but it definitely did not work.

"Oh-ho. Really my mind must be playing tricks on me then. Because right now all I see is a tomato with eyes and hair that looks like Daniel Clifford."

"Well...I see a Rhys Timberline with-with." I couldn't say anything other than 'with' or else some other word might slip up. 

"With?" He questioned and I could tell that he was mocking me. Arghh this kid. The door opened and my Father walked in, Rhys moved so quick and said, "So Daniel, I can wear this right?" Picking up the clothes he 'dropped' on the floor.

"Y-yeah. Good morning Father!"

"Ah, Good morning Sir, Clifford! Sorry for this unacceptable outfit." Rhys said with such an innocent face, that it made my heart burn. My Father gave a laugh.

"Good morning, Children! I see you guys had a nice sleep last night." He gave a wink to me and I could feel myself getting hot again and Rhys was also flaring up as well. "Oh! And Rhys, Daniel, Come down stairs as soon as possible. We have to discuss something." He was really sincere so I think I know what this is  about, it is probably going to be about last night. 

"Yes!" Rhys and I said at the same time. My father closed the door and I gave a sigh of relief.

"Oh. Thanks for the fast thinking." I thanked Rhys. 

"No probs." He was still using that rubbish slang he taught himself, I laughed to myself and he just gave a really confused look. I always wore really baggy t-shirts so although Rhys was taller than me the t-shirt looked really cute on him because it was so big and baggy. 

We both got dressed and walked down the stairs, I could smell that my Father had made my favorite, Bacon and Eggs. When I was younger my Mother always made me Bacon and Eggs, when she passed away my Father made it for me everyday, although it wasn't the same I always appreciated him for trying. He made it every single day and day by day it started to taste like Mothers'. I don't know how he does it but i just appreciate him for trying. Rhys and I sat on the table while my Father served the food. I was anxious how the Bacon and Eggs would taste like today, Father would always ask me how it tasted and then redo it the next day. I got out my knife and fork and tasted it, I was so surprised because it tasted exactly like my Mothers' Bacon and Eggs. Without realizing I was crying, my Father asked, "Does it taste like hers?"

"Yeah." I said through my tears, I heard that him give a sigh of relief. I fixed myself up and ate properly, I just noticed that Rhys was sitting right beside me. I wanted to apologize but before I could say anything Rhys instead said, "It tastes like Aunties' Bacon and Eggs." He then started crying, I forgot how much Rhys had loved my Mother. He got up and ran straight to my room, I stood up when I stopped, "Go, he needs you right now." My Father said and without hesitation I ran up to my room, Rhys was in my room in the corner rocking back and forth crying. I knelt down beside him and touched his hair and started patting his head. 

"I'm sorry." Not even realizing I said that. He looked up with his big brown eyes gazing into my very soul.

"For what?"

"I just am." He then gripped onto my shirt and started crying again. "It must have been hard for you, you couldn't even have been here when she passed away, having to hear about it through the phone is the worst possible way to find out." My voice cracked but I continued, "I should have been careful on what I said, I forgot  how much you loved her and how much she loved you. Even to the very end she never forgot about you." Tears were streaming down my eyes now but I still wanted to tell her more, like her last words but I couldn't because Rhys stopped me...

With A Kiss

I was frozen on the spot but I didn't hate it, it was rather warm and his lips were really gentle on my lips. My first kiss was taken by my Childhood friend and Childhood lover. I couldn't be more happy. When our lips finally parted he looked at me and said, "You don't have to say anymore." We sat there in silence for about 2 minutes just staring into each others eyes. I didn't know what to say and I don't believe he knew either, when 2 minutes finally he stood up and walked out. I heard him walk downstairs and told my Father that I would be down in a minute. I was sitting on my floor completely speechless and looking blank. I wasn't annoyed or disgusted I was so happy but my question was, how does Rhys feel?

Rhys' perspective:

I AM DOOMED FOR LIFE!!! 

WHY DID I DO THAT? Sure I was upset but to go to that extent. What the hell as I thinking? 

While lost in my thoughts I heard Sir. Clifford say, "Take care of my Son. He may not remember you now but he never stopped talking about you before, you know." 

I had just realized we haven't even told Sir. Clifford about Daniels memory, well many things happened.

"Yes, Sir."

"Good! Now I'm off to work. Tell Daniel I said Bye."

"Have a good day Sir!" I sat on the stairs for a while thinking of what to tell Daniel when I heard a crash in Daniels' room. I ran up the stair so fast that it felt like I flew. I barged into his room and saw the window was smashed open. I looked out to find Daniel being carried by a black masked man. "Hey!" I jumped out and fell onto a balcony. Daniel was being carried away all I could do was scream and cry, I stood up when I felt a snap and everything went black.