Isaiah realised he was too high for this situation, as he often was, but he stayed for the drama as what the hot lady said finally dawned on him.
“What the fuckkk?” he whispered, grabbing Royal’s arm in shock. Royal, who was just as high as him, stared at him in confusion and furrowed his eyebrows, but Isaiah waved his hand at him. He slid down the wall, eyes still wide. He ignored the looks he was getting from some of the others,
Was he going to die? But he hadn’t even told Jamie how he felt about him. He snorted at his thoughts; that was a stupid wish. Jamie knew all about his feelings. s**t, he was going to die soon, and there was nothing he wished he could have done. How unoriginal of him.
Royal slid down the green wall beside him and stared at him.
“Are you okay?” he asked, frown
