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So, it’s been a while since I was last on this blog and, honestly, I think I should move to another blog. I’m gonna create another writing blog, one for myself where I talk about my OCs and share my original ideas, but i’ll ocasionaly post fanfics and headcannons for fandoms. From this point on, you can find me, Admin E or the primary author for this blog, over on @writingthewordsdown . From this point on, this blog will remain frozen in time. I will leave everything here as it is and this will be this blog’s last post. If you enjoyed my writing, come stop by at my new url and hopefully i’ll offer you sustainable content.
•I’m a magician and you’re the cute sceptical audience member that I made participate in an act that had you gobsmacked, so you hunted me down and demanded to know how I did it.
•I work at a grocery store and holy shit you’re really hot and fUCK I ACCIDENTALLY WALKED INTO THE TINCAN PYRAMID AND AM SUCH A LOSER BECAUSE YOU TURNED AROUND AND ARE TRYING SO HARD NOT TO LAUGH.
• I’m the kid of a really wealthy family and you’re hired as our gardener and are you trying to be this aggressively attractive because holy shit.
•I’m a librarian and I catch you almost every week moving your favourite fantasy series from the fiction to the non-fiction section.
•I’m an ice hockey player and came in early to the ring to practice and saw you practicing your figure skating lesson so I’ve made it a routine to come early just to see you practice.
•I’m a single parent and you work at my kids daycare and you’re really good with them and they keep telling me to invite you over to dinner.
•I was playing Pokemon in class and you linked to me and challenged me to a battle and I lost then I saw you sitting across from me and I demand a REMATCH.
•We’re strangers sitting in a doctors waiting room and ‘Friends’ came on the TV and in the theme we both clapped so hi there.
•We’re the last people in the cinema after a marvel movie because everyone else was weak and we payed to see the damned end credit scene, so who do you think’s the hottest avenger 'cause my money’s on Captain America.
•I’m home alone and decided to listen to my favourite band on full blast and it got to the duet part and you were walking down the street and started loudly singing the other part.
•We’re in a library and you forgot to plug your headphones in so you’re music was playing loudly and I’m gonna take this moment to criticise your lack of musical taste.
•I’m in my schools gymnastics team and you’re in the opposing schools sport team who came over for a game and you’re pretty hot, then the next week I came to school to find flowers taped to my locker with a note inviting me to one of your games.
•I’m a photography student and I see you almost everyday and you’re always perfect so I always take pictures but I don’t want to be creepy so do you wanna go for coffee?
•I’m an apprentice photographer and you’re the model I’m suppose to take photos of but I’m really nervous so you keep making snarky comments to loosen the tension.
•I’m an art student and we’re doing realistic drawings in class, I was prepared for the fruit bowl and the pair of shoes but then yOU WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR, STRIPPED, SAT ON A STOOL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM AND I FELL OFF MY CHAIR BECAUSE HOLY FUCK.
•Its like 3am and I’m exhausted and I can hear you raging next door about failing at putting an ikea bed together so here I am helping you put it together and holy shit you’re cute.
•You keep falling asleep in the lectures and I keep waking you up so you don’t get in trouble, so to make sure you stay awake a brought you coffee with my number on it.
•You were the only one in class that got my TV show reference so hey wanna marathon?
•We both reached for the last box of fruit loops and I don’t care that we’re both adults I with fight you.
•We write notes to each other on the desk we share at different times and I never knew who I was talking to until I saw you stay behind after class to write on it and holy shit yoU’RE HOT.
•I’m really sorry, I suck at dancing and you’re suppose to teach me but you’re really cute and keep distracting me so I keep stepping on you’re feet I’m so sorry.
•Our schools are rivals and were on their sport teams and we get injured and spend time in the school infirmary and hey you’re pretty cool and wtf are we a modern Romeo and Juliet?
•Your window was open and you live across from me so I saw and heard you in your underwear, singing and dancing ridiculously and I really wanna get to know you cause you’re pretty hot and I might have a crush on you.
•We hate each other but apparently our teachers ship us and make us partner up all the time and sit next to each other and for the love of God if you don’t shut your mouth I’m gonna shove you on the desk and sNOG THE HELL OUT OF YOU.
•We’re both teachers and I ship these two students but you ship one with another student so let me just tell you why my ship is meant to be.
•My cat keeps breaking into your apartment next to mine so I tied a note to its collar to apologise and you write back so we keep exchanging cat notes and you’re pretty funny.
•wE ARE YOUTUBE RIVALS AND OUR FANS ALL SHIP US
•You’re parents are extremely overprotective and hired me to be your bodyguard.
•We have to partner up in our health class to look after a robot baby and oH GOD ITs crYING again pleASE JUST STOP WHy did we agree to tHIS HELL.
•I’m a punk singer and am hiding from fans in a florists and you work here and are snarky and funny and are adorable go out with me?
~Person A being a little shit and splashing Person B with water when they go swimming. Person B getting angry because oh my god I spent an hour on my goddamn hair and splashing Person A back. They go back and forth, before Person B calls fuck this, I’ve had enough and splashes Person A relentlessly until they give out.
~Person B wearing a form fitting swim suit and Person A being a little shit by making a cheeky remark, which results in Person B shoving them.
~Person A doing their best to create a small sand castle only to see that Person B has been doing the same, but their sand caste is a full out King Arthur castle complete with a drawbridge and a moat.
~Person A being hella romantic and sexual throughout the entire trip, resulting in Person B giving in and they have sex on the beach.
* Alternate ending: Person B leading Person A on, bringing them up to their room, but they end up putting a cheesy-ass movie and falling asleep thirty minutes in.
~Person A being the hella attractive life guard and Person B being head over heels. In order to get Person A to notice them, Person B tries surfing for the first time, looking like a complete idiot, which makes Person A laugh. While trying to pull off a move, Person B ends up falling off the board. Person A asks Person B out when they trudge out of the water.
~Person B being a waiter at a small beachfront cafe and Person A thinks they’re attractive. Person B thinks the same of Person A and, in an attempt to impress Person A, they fall smoothly, dropping all the plates and breaking nearly all of them. Person A laughs, but asks them out to a movie once Person B gets off.
~On the last day of their trip, Person A refuses to get out of the water, thinking that they can hide from Person B, who has the eyes of a fucking hawk. Person B ends up having to literally drag Person A out of the water and to the car.
Guys, there’s 21 of you and I’m trying to write a thing, but I have writer’s block for it. There’s only one of me because Admin CC left (I’m still salty). Send in requests!
Hey guys, so Admin CC told me herself that she sorta gave upon this blog but I WILL HOLD THIS BLOG UPON MY VERY TWO SHOULDERS. So, I’ve got the writing, head cannon, ships, AUs, and such. However, I can’t draw for shit. So, if you know anyone who can draw, send them my way or just visit their blog. I’ll probs post something soon, but in case I don’t, send in requests.
Genres and Warnings: fluff, swearing, slight swearing, slight smut
Request: Right so, I’ve had a lot of feels about the song Friends by Ed Sheeran lately and, with that crap ton of feels, I spawned this.
Words: 1,658
Summary: They weren’t friends. Yet, at the same time, they were friends, but, friends didn’t do the things that they did.
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They weren’t friends. They weren’t friends in the sense that friends were just friends. The dictionary definition of friends was, “a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations.” In that sense, Dan and Phil were technically friends. Yet, did kissing (It wasn’t really kissing, just accidental or alcohol or lack of sleep induced brushes of the lips) and cuddling and falling asleep in each other’s arms count as sexual relations? If so, then Dan and Phil were not, had never really, been true friends. But, that was the extent of their non-friendship.
Dan sighed as he tried to fall asleep. It was past three in the morning and his laptop had just died on him as he did one of his late night browsing sessions. So, Dan had decided to take that as a hint from God to go the hell to sleep. And that was exactly what Dan was trying to do, but, to no avail. All he kept doing was trying to figure what the hell he and Phil were, besides best friends. But, in the end, his analysis came out to be that they were just too complicated for Dan’s sleep deprived brain to comprehend. So, he tried to fall asleep. And, after a good half hour, he did.
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Days passed before Dan found himself with these wonderings again. It was around two in the morning and Phil had been sound asleep for a good three hours. Dan was sat on the couch, scrolling through the deepest parts of the internet, while the minutes clicked past to the next hour. He ended up finding himself looking up the scientific name for penguin. He had no idea why. Dan sighed and moved on from the scientific name of the penguin to how many meters the galaxy was wide, no answer.
Dan glanced down to the clock built into his laptop. Two-forty-five in the morning. It was getting late. Just as Dan had decided to look up when the very first episode of Doctor who had aired, his laptop screen went dark and the computers fan shut off, meaning that the computer had died yet again. Dan exhaled heavily and closed his laptop. He pushed himself out of the sofa crease and, laptop in hand, began to make his way to his room.
As he stepped inside, Dan placed his laptop on his desk and climbed into bed to try to attempt to fall asleep. Instead, he found himself thinking about his best friend. Dan turned to his side. What exactly were he and Phil? Friends didn’t exactly contain the feelings and things that the two shared. But what went to the full extent? Dan tossed to lie on his other side. He and Phil had never discussed the topic. All they thought they were, were best friends and nothing else, which was it. But, did best friends fall asleep in the same bed because one was too lazy to move to their own room? Did best friends come home past midnight after a sleep deprived traveling day and share a light kiss? Dan turned to his back. What were he and Phil?
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A month passed and it was now late December, one of the coldest months in their apartment, and both Dan and Phil had been strutting around the house in jumpers and the warmest pair of pants they could find that was still comfy. They had sat next to each other, closer than normal, on the couch while watching television to keep the warmth. The hours ticked past and Dan had decided to give in and head to bed at 10:00 pm, just to crawl underneath the duvet and envelope himself in warmth. Just as he had gotten comfortable, he heard a soft knock on his door.
“Dan?” Phil’s voice broke the silence that had previously settled over their home.
“Yeah?” Dan replied, sounding slightly muffled as he hid beneath the covers.
“Can I come in?” Phil asked softly.
“Sure.” Dan replied.
Phil opened the door, his arms crossed across his chest to maintain warmth. “Is- is it okay if we sleep together? I mean, to share warmth and stuff and, I think we’d both be warmer if we slept in the same bed than in separate-”
Dan chuckled and lifted up his comforter slightly, moving over to make space. “Sure. Now get in before I let too much warmth out.”
And Phil did. He no less than bashfully made his way over to the bed and slid under the covers to curl up against Dan. Sure, Dan and Phil had slept in the same bed before; they had done so less than a week ago when the house’s temperatures dipped frighteningly low. But Dan understood that it was sort of awkward to ask your best friend to share a bed. They slept facing each other, both deciding that this would maintain more warmth then not, which it did. Their breaths mingled together and, as it got later, they unconsciously scooted closer together.
At around three in the morning, Phil stirred slightly to notice just how close they were. Their lips were brushing against one another and each of them had an arm around the other in some way. Phil’s cheeks acquired a pink tint and he moved back slightly, just so he and Dan weren’t kissing.
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A few days passed and Dan found himself on the couch, sitting beside Phil as they watched an anime together. They had a duvet wrapped around themselves and they were both curled up against the other. Both of their legs rested on the couch, their knees touching. Their heads were rested against the other’s and they were both shoulder to shoulder. The duvet was wrapped around them, each and every corner tucked beneath them to make sure no outside air got in. By the time they had finished one episode, they were all but laying on the other.
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It was roughly 11:30 at night and Dan and Phil were just stumbling through the door from a friend’s party, each of them slightly tipsy. They were laughing, giggling even, as they stumbled through the door. Big smiles were on their faces and they were just enjoying each other’s presence. They collectively stumbled into the living room where they continued to talk about anything and everything. They giggled at the slightest jokes and soon found themselves dancing to Dan’s playlist that he had decided to play through his phone, in his room. Somehow they had moved to Dan’s room, with no idea how.
They danced together, Phil taking any chance he was given to spin Dan around. Dan danced with Phil gleefully, basically spinning around every two minutes because Phil couldn’t get enough of spinning his best friend around. Phil loved the laugh Dan let out each time he was spun around, and that was why he kept spinning him, just to hear his laugh. Then, Dan ended up a bit close to Phil after he had just been spun by his best friend. Their lips were a few centimeters apart and they each looked like they wanted what happened next.
Phil took his opportunity and pressed his lips to his best friend’s, Dan meeting him halfway. It was slow at first, but as the playlist played more songs in the background, the two got more heated. Phil’s shirt was the first to go, then Dan’s, and then Dan felt his back hit his bed. Phil’s lips left his to go press kisses along his neck and on his oh-so-pretty collarbones. And then, everything faded into pleasure for the two boys.
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Dan woke up in Phil’s arms with light shining in his face. As Dan recalled what had happened the night before, his world came crashing down. What the hell had they done? Of course he remembered it, but did Phil? And if so, did he have an explanation for why they had done this? Did Dan? Of course he didn’t, other than the fact that he had had a very strong affection for his best friend for a very long time. What were they now? What they had done last night had definitely reached sexual relations.
Dan inwardly groaned. All he wanted to do right now was enjoy Phil’s warmth and fall back asleep, but he couldn’t.
“Morning.” Phil’s voice said softly as he woke up.
“Morning.” Dan replied, sounding as distant as he felt.
The silence from the younger boy caused Phil to think that he had fallen back asleep, even though he had seemed to be wide awake when he woke up. Phil rested his head on Dan’s, sighing lightly into his curling hair. What were they now? Phil had been fully aware of his growing affection for his best friend, but he didn’t know how to act and if he did, would they be the same? Apparently, the liquor that he had drank last night, no matter how little he had had, gave him that much of confidence to actually go for it. Maybe the same with Dan.
“What are we?” Dan asked softly into Phil’s chest, surprising him as he thought he was asleep.
Phil nuzzled further into Dan’s hair. “What do you want us to be?”
Dan self-consciously scouted closer into Phil’s embrace. “More than friends.”
“I agree.” Phil mumbled, pulling Dan closer.
“Not just friends with benefits…” Dan trailed.
Phil liked where this was going. “Yeah, me too.”
After a few minutes, Dan replied. “How do boyfriends sound?”
Phil smiled into Dan’s hair. “I’d love to call you my boyfriend and take you out on dates.”
Dan’s cheeks gained a pink tint. “Phil…?”
“Yeah?” Phil replied.
“Is… Is it too soon to say I love you?”
“I’m pretty sure it’s been long overdue to say that, Dan.”
Hey, I don't know if you guys are still working on this blog but could I request some au's for a bad boy/girl hitting on the flustered goody two shoes? And also, I really like the blog so far, hope you guys keep it up, thanks!
Oh my god, yes. I’ll get right on it once I’m done with one of the other’s I have. Thank you soooo much! ~Admin E
Yay! I get to write the au’s!
- I tried flirting with you but for some reason you won’t talk... or speak... or move for that matter, are you alright? -Holy butterscotch, why are you of all people, talking to me and flirting nonetheless, what did i do to deserve this?!
-You’re a smart-ass (with a nice ass huehue) but a cute one and now I’m determined to get a date out of you
- STOP TALKING TO ME! You’re ruining my image! I’m not dating you! Even if it was a study date! ... Well sugar, the teacher wants me to tutor you
-You marched up to me today all flustered and adorable-like and practically yelled at me that the teacher wanted to you to tutor me- WAIT WHAT?! You’re agreeing to a date?! ... Oh, a study date... Close enough
-I WAS GONE FOR FIVE MINUTES! FIVE! AND YOU ALREADY MANAGED TO GET IN DETENTION! AND YOU DRAGGED ME INTO IT TOO! -Whoops, I guess I accidentally blew up the science lab. No big deal though. I’ve done worse.
Request: It’s time for part two of Clarity! Yay! Part One
Words: 1176
Summary: Their relationship was a complete disaster and tragedy. So why are they each other’s clarity?
Black.
Everything was black.
What was happening? All I saw was darkness. Normally, I enjoyed the color black, but not in this sense. Never, in this sense. This was altogether weird and I hated it. The worst part, I could still hear. Just barely out of the depths of whatever the hell this was, I could hear the things that surrounded me. It was weird, just flat out weird. I don’t know how I managed to get myself into this, but I did.
I tried moving. I tried lifting a finger, moving my foot, anything. But it seemed as if that receptor in my brain had quit on itself. I inwardly sighed because it seemed my speech had drowned out, also. I wanted to do something, anything, but, I couldn’t. Everything was on shut down. Then, I heard something.
“Don’t you fucking dare die on me, I swear to god.” A voice spoke in my ear.
It was theirs. The voice that I had spent months falling asleep to. The voice that had broken my heart, but at the same time, that I had heard hurt in, because of me. I wanted to reach out to them. Tell them I was okay. But, I couldn’t.
“Hold on for just a little longer. Please.” Their voice was filled with so much emotion. Literally every emotion you could possibly fathom.
Once again, I wanted to tell them I was okay. Tell them I could hear them and that I could sense their presence. I wanted, in that exact moment, to tell them that I was sorry. Sorry for every horrible thing that I had said to them when we decided to just give up, to give up on us. God, I wanted to go back in time and prevent that very moment. If that had never happened, none of this would’ve happened. We would still be falling asleep to each other’s voices and breathing patterns. Without that very moment in time, we would no doubt be wrapped in each other’s embrace, watching cheesy movies as we tried to keep the warmth between us.
I hated this. I hated this so fucking much. I wanted to touch them, to feel their warmth radiate off of them as we touched in any way possible. I wanted to talk to them, to tell them how sorry I was and to tell them how I had missed them too within those two, long, weeks. I wanted to tell them those three, life ending words that I was always too scared to say. Shit, if I had said those three words I probably wouldn’t be here- we probably wouldn’t be here.
I heard new noises. The beep of a monitor, many voices conversing over many things, the rattling of metallic items against another metallic item. Then, it felt as if a small part of my brain started working and I could smell the smell of antiseptics, but, as fast as it came, the sense left and I was left with the sound of the monitor beeping and voices conversing in the near distance.
“Why can’t I come in?” I heard someone shout, just barely reaching my sense. It was them.
“I’m sorry, but you have to be in relation to the patient to enter the ICU.” I assumed to be a nurse spoke.
They hesitated before speaking again. “I’m their undocumented spouse..?”
Are you literally fucking with me? I thought, trying to telepathically tell them, but I’m not telepathic.
The nurse sighed. “You’re not related to them in any way shape or form are you?”
“No.” They sounded defeated and ready to give up.
The nurse sighed more heavily. “Fine. Go in, but if anyone asks, you’re distant cousins.”
“Thank you so, so much.” They rushed out.
I loved their voice so much. God, how I missed falling asleep to that sound. If someone were to ask me what my favorite sound was, I’d probably reply with their voice. It was a fucking symphony and I loved every single tone or octave that their voice could possibly reach or portray. But then again, maybe I didn’t. When they were hurt or sad, it seeped through their voice and if they said anything while they felt hurt, you were fucked because you would immediately try to make them feel better, even if it was your fault. And that’s where I had fucked up. I had let their voice get to me and it stung. I hadn’t tried to make them feel better because we were both past the point of no return at that moment when their voice had filled with hurt and sorrow.
“Please, please, please hang in there a bit more. I don’t want to lose you again, not permanently.” Their voice whispered in my ear, and I could hear the hurt and sorrow in their voice.
At that point in time, I wanted to go back to mere minutes or hours ago when they had asked me whether or not I wanted to go get coffee, and I wanted to say yes. Holy hell, I wanted to say yes. I wanted to erase my anger at them and say yes, I wanted to delete how harsh I had been to them in that point of time. I wanted to tell them that I missed them, too. I wanted to not try to force them out of my vision, but they were my clarity. They were why I only saw and felt clearly when we were together. They were my clarity and that was why I could only fall asleep with them, that was why I only felt clearly when I was with them. They were my clarity.
But my clarity was drifting away.
Suddenly, everything came rushing back to me and I struggled to open my eyes and to move. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Everything was fuzzy. Then, they were hovering above me, they’re beautiful face resting above mine and I felt their hands go to cradle my head. Then, my vision was clear.
“Oh my god. Please, please, please be okay. Don’t let go, baby, please.” They whispered like they were praying.
I looked into their eyes and I saw everything I felt be reflected in their eyes.
“Don’t let go. Keep looking at me. Please, baby, please.” They whispered.
I mustered a weak smile and wasted nearly all my energy saying the next few words. “I won’t let go.”
They smiled and rested their forehead against mine. “Please hang on for just a little longer. Please.”
I looked at their eyes as my vision started to go dark around the edges. “I’ll hang on.”
Tears began to creep their way out of their eyes as they stroked my cheekbones with their thumbs. “Hang on for just a little while longer. Don’t close your eyes. Look at me. Don’t let go, please, baby, please.”
I smiled up at them one more time, and, just before my vision went entirely black, I said, “I love you.”
ADMIN E TOLD TO DO THIS SO... WE NEED SOME REQUESTS OR SOME SHIT CAUSE WE BORED AS HELL AND WE HAVE WRITTEN SO MUCH SHIT IN DESPERATION AND BOREDOM. SERIOUSLY, I MEAN E DOESN’T BITE, MUCH, I DO SOMEWHAT BUT THINK ABOUT IT. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BITE YOU OVER A COMPUTER SCREEN? DOES THAT MAKE SENSE?
NO, NO IT DOESN’T BUT SEND US SOME REQUESTS ANYWAY. DON’T BE SHY.
Admin CC~
CC! STAHP. I SHOULD NOT HAVE LET YOU WRITE THIS. JFC. Anyway, seriously, send us asks and stuff cause we’re bored out of our minds. I’ll post three more fics, but besides that, we need inspiration. I don’t bite, CC sorta does. Sorry about her, anyway.
Genres and Warnings: Tragedy, romance, a bit of blood, swearing
Request: Ahaha… Well, you see I was feeling super angsty, at like two in the morning, and wanted to write a thing.
So I did. We really need some requests.~~ Hi! It’s admin E. Admin CC gave up on this, but I’m gonna pick it up in a separate part.
Words: no damn clue yet~~ 622
Part one: Here, Part two: Here
Summary: Their relationship was a complete disaster and tragedy. So why are they each other’s clarity?
Why is everything so damn blurry? Why can’t I think straight?
Why are they so clear?
These thoughts plagued me every single day and I hated it. Hated it with every fiber of my being. We were done, though. But all I could think of was them. I don’t know why. Our relationship was a tragedy and only ended in disaster.
I shook my head in hopes of getting rid of these useless thoughts and kept walking. The cold, fall wind whipped around me, sending shivers up my spine and colored leaves down the street. The only thing I could hear was the quiet murmur of the city. It was still early. Too early for the hustle and bustle of the crowd.
For some reason, there was a pit in the middle of my stomach. It wasn’t a bad feeling but it wasn’t a good one either. In fact, I couldn’t explain it. I just know something is going to happen. I shook my head again. It probably didn’t mean anything. I turned the corner and realized what the feeling was.
Well shit, they’re standing right in front of my work place.
My feet froze right then and there. I couldn’t move so I just stared at them. They were leaning up against the wall, hands shoved into their jacket. That damn jacket. I still remember how I got them that for their birthday.
It was their favorite.
Their head suddenly turned and locked eyes with me. They hoisted themselves off the wall and brushed off their jacket. I still couldn’t move. Slowly they walked over to me until I could hear the crunch of leaves under their feet.
“Hey.”
“Hi.”
They were so close to me that I could see their frozen breath and the seams in that stupid jacket. I shuffled around awkwardly and stared at them with a deer-in-the-headlights look.They rubbed the back of their neck, not breaking our gaze.
“So… How’s it been lately?” It was a simple question, but I felt like I was burning up under their gaze.
“Fine.” I said curtly.
“Hey, I know this seems kinda of weird but I was wondering if maybe we could go out for, I dunno, coffee later?” They shrugged their shoulders lazily, almost as if they planned this. I don’t know why but a surge of anger coursed through me.
“Why?” I hissed.
They visibly tensed up, shocked at my angry question, but I didn’t care. I was so mad, but I don’t know why. They hadn’t done anything. Still, my vision blurred at the edges and I started to sweat.
“I just thought we could catch up or something, no need to get angry.” I got madder when they said this. I sighed and stepped around them, huffing furiously. My heart pounded in my chest and tears burned my eyes.
“Hey-WAIT!” They called out. I stopped and turned around. We were farther away from each other, separated by dead leaved and frozen concrete. The wind hollered from behind me, my scarf whipping around in the chill.
We stared at each other, my scowl filled with hate. But their’s, it was almost remorseful. Their eyebrows were knitted together in a frown and mouth was parted slightly, their frozen breath coming out in puffs.
“I miss you, that’s why.”
My eyes slammed shut. I didn’t want hear any of this.
I don’t want to let go of the past.
Everything went hazy, my heart pounded in my chest almost like it was about to burst out, and I felt hot, sweaty, and clammy all at once. Before I knew it, I was on the ground, forcing my eyes to stay shut.
