"Liam? If you can hear me, please wake up. I miss you."

I grab his warm hand and squeeze it gently. Tears stinging my eyes but I refuse to let them fall.

Nothing. No response from him. It hurts even though he's been in a coma for the past three weeks.

Why?

Because some drunk bastard stabbed him repeatedly in the stomach at a club. Liam started bleeding profoundly and when he got to the hospital they couldn't do much. But instead of passing away like the doctors expected, he entered a coma.

Every day for the past three weeks I've been here right next to him. The nurses where nice enough to let me sleep in the spare bed in Liam's room.

Every day I try to get a response from him but I get nothing. I refuse to give up, I know he'll wake up someday. And I'll be the first thing he sees.

I reach up and brush his cheek softly, feeling his silky skin beneath my fingers. How I miss when he would blush whenever I did that. He would turn a cute shade of pink and hide his face in the crook of my neck. His breath giving me goosebumps.

"Please Liam. Wake up love." I beg softly.

I close my eyes trying to push the tears back.

"Why are you crying love?"

Is it...could it be? Same soft, husky voice laced with the British accent I love so much.

I slowly open my eyes not really believing it. But sure enough, Liam is awake slightly sitting up.

His dazzling brown eyes gazing back into my blue ones with so much love and adoration that my throat closes up. His plump lips pulled up into a smile.

All I can do is stare back at him. Until it finally settles in that Liam is awake.

"Liam!" I fling myself into his arms and feel him wrap his hands around me in the comforting embrace that only he can give me.

He presses soft kisses on my head while I smile hugely in his neck.

"I missed you. So much. I can't loose you." I whisper.

At that Liam pushes me back softly. He holds me a few inches away from him and grabs my hands between his.

"You know I love you right Niall?" he asks softly.

"Yes. I know you do LiLi."

"I love your smile. How it never fails to make me smile in return. I don't care if your teeth were crooked, you looked better with them. But even though you have braces, I still love your smile.

I love your eyes. They're a beautiful blue color. Always shining with happiness. Always full of love. The sky and ocean can't compare to the blue in your eyes.

I love how you blush. It's so cute. Your cheeks turn a soft pink that compliments your skin. You may call yourself pale but your not. Your my special snowflake.

I love you in general. Never failing to brighten up my day. Giving me hope for the future. Giving me strength to keep on living.

I love you Niall. I really do. And nothing will ever make me stop loving you."

This time I can't keep the tears back. I can feel a tear trail down my cheek. Liam lifts a finger to wipe it away. I blush which makes him chuckle.

"Liam I-"

He puts a finger to my lips keeping me quiet.

"Kiss me." is his simple request. So I do.

Our lips meet and fireworks go off. Shivers race up and down my spine in pleasure. His plump soft lips against mine is pure bliss. The kiss is soft and gentle. Love is evident in the passion behind it. These are the kisses I cherish. So full of love and endearment that it takes my breath away.

Liam pulls away and I whimper at the loss of contact.

He looks me in the eyes and whispers "I love you."

With that his eyes close and I can't see his warm brown eyes again.

And I knew.

That was our last kiss.