[Matthew].A.Heart.Of.Gold?[Bellamy] {Oh, Pansies}

*Dom’s POV*

‘I – will – not – leave – him! Get – off – me – you – bastards!’

Their hands were digging into me as they physically dragged me out of Matt’s room. I wouldn’t – I couldn’t – contemplate that Matt was dead. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right. And most of all, Matt was still breathing.

Wait … what? Matt was still breathing? He was dead! No he wasn’t! He couldn’t be dead! He was alive!

‘MATT!’ I yelled happily, digging my heels on the floor and skidding to a halt.

And suddenly he wasn’t moving. Suddenly he hadn’t gotten out of bed to run towards me and get the men off me. He was dead. I turned to the guy on the left of me and looked at him. ‘Can you honestly tell me that this is a good thing to do?’

He considered me for a moment. ‘Yeah, I can,’ he said finally. ‘Honestly, mate; this is a good thing to do,’

‘FUCK ME!’ I screamed in his face.

‘No thanks,’

‘YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND! WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE FOR YOU IF YOU WERE REALLY CLOSE TO SOMEONE AND THEY WERE DEAD? WOULD YOU WANT TO GET DRAGGED AWAY FROM HIM? WOULD YOU?’

‘Dom, what the hell -?’

Chris had heard me yelling and had rampaged through the hospital to find me. I was half crying as I launched myself on him in floods of tears.

‘He’s bloody dead, Chris! DEAD!’ I bellowed at him.

‘I know he’s dead.’

I prodded him in the chest. ‘Sorry. Just checking if you were really human, because a real human would see how upset I am and console me, instead of just standing there. Face it, Chris, he’s dead and he’s not coming back.’

‘Now who said anything about that?’

I turned to see Matt, smiling at me. He looked quite ill, but that didn’t stop me from hugging him tighter than I’d ever hugged anyone before.

*Chris’s POV*

Dom had actually gone insane. He was hugging thin air, saying something about Matt being his best friend.

I gently put a hand on his shoulder to tell him to move, when I noticed that Matt’s bed was empty.

Matt wasn’t there.

There was the sound of shuffling feet, then Matt actually appeared from around the corner, clutching a packet of crisps and with Jack’s arm around his shoulder.

‘I’m fine, honest, Jack, there’s nothing up. No, seriously, I’m fine!’ he was saying to her.

Dom swivelled around and frowned. He pointed to the air that had been physically strangled by him before, if that makes sense, and then to Matt, then back to the air, and towards Matt. Then a grin of realization spread over his face and he squealed.

‘Huzzah!’ I distinctly heard him shriek before he ran over to Matt and, flinging Jack aside, engulfed him in a hug that completely obscured Matt from view.

Jack smiled weakly at me. ‘Sorry,’ she mouthed, and pulled Dom away from Matt, kissing him gently on the lips.

I dug my hands in my pockets and watched them.

They really were made for each other.