"what do you mean by pretty privilege?"
"I mean it"
"mean what?"
"well, the prettiest boy I know is sitting right next to me"
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karl x female
mature language
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I pulled up his driveway and took him to his house, good thing nobody was there, he told me he didn't want anyone in the house except for me.
"y/n" "yes Karl?" "I'm sorry"
He started shaking really badly.
"Karl, don't be" "But it's my fault, I hurt you really badly and made you feel hopeless, maybe it's the best if we don't make contact" "Karl, cant you understand, I hurt you, I made you do that, you though I wasn't good enough for you"
I started crying.
"y/n, don't cry" "How can I not cry, when my best friend is sitting here, shaking, because of me"
I collapsed onto the floor and covered my face.
"y/n, can we please stop this?"
I looked at him and his eyes were full of tears, I noticed that he was hurting so I hugged him tightly.
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"I love you Karl" "Y-you love me?" "Yes I do" "Remember in the bathroom, where u refused to open the door" "Yeah" "I just wanted to make sure you were safe, I heard u crying because I walked past you" "I'm sorry, Karl" "No, y/n, I know I bothered you a lot"
We talked for about an hour when Karl got hungry. I made him some food and we ate. I stayed there till 1 am to make sure Karl fell asleep. I know I was practically babysitting him, but after that thing I was scared thinking he will do something to himself again.
