' A Small W I P Book '

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╰┈➤ 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

Sorry for the low quality
Once more this story is inspired by the photo above.

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The book was just that, a written work consisting of pages united together along one side and bound in covers. It was a dumb piece(s) of paper, nothing more, nothing less, but as Winston continued to read, the book seemed endless, almost as if it was - well alive? no, that's not the word, almost as if the book was aware it was a book, a fictional story only made for entertainment.

Winston turned and tossed the page as the digital clock blinked brightly at 3:29 AM. Why was he reading at such a late, or early time? He wanted - no needed to finish reading, finish the story, he sighed deeply, the story progressively getting more addicting there was no stopping the continuous story, the pages, the words, the dialogue, time, plot, setting, almost everything - no definitely everything, just blended perfectly together.

As if made to never end, yet he was basically 2 pages away from the last page, he sighed in satisfaction but also in heartbreak, just like everyone - well almost, everyone in his class, some kids deny this fact but he fell in love, once more with some fictional character he would never see, never actually love, the sad thought brought him down but his mind made some scenarios, such as him and the protagonist dancing together, maybe in a giant ballroom, or outside whilst it rains, or maybe just cooking together while softly dancing to the music.

Winston smiled at the thoughts and become a shy tint of lemonade pink, he continued shaking the thoughts of, as he read he noticed how the protagonist was also - I don't know... warm? He couldn't explain, he continued to read, as the protagonist finally finished their goal, he was met with the weirdest dialogue, which he remembers, was never then, he often mumbled under his breathe while reading but, this time...

He sucked some air before exhaling deeply, slightly shaken.

"We may never be together, as it is...impossible, but I... -"  Amazu muttered sadly, tears began to spill from their delicate seafoam green eyes, they sighed shakily, "Don't close the book, please I - I love you, Winston. I love how you mutter under your breath making comments about the story I love your chestnut brown eyes, the music you put whilst reading and - Please just don't close the book, please I don't want to die I don't want to die!" Amazu uttered in a breathe almost yelling, Amazu wanted to cry wanted to go into the real world maybe even kiss the reader.

They will never be together, never truly love each other, never meet each other, never hug, never hold hands, never share smoothies, never kiss, or watch movies whilst its raining or maybe actually run in the rain, have a picnic maybe but the possibility wasn't there, it was truly impossible, the protagonist actually having - a life was impossible, but yet it had occurred, maybe the fictional character having feelings was impossible but still it had happened.

"I don't want to die, I want to be with you I want to - love you!" Amazu said hesitantly before turning pink.

Whilst reading, Winston turned even pinker, he shakily sighed. Was he dreaming? Was this some sick joke? What was happening?

"I know it seems weird I know I know! But believe me, if you close the book I'll die! I'll disappear I won't exist! I want to live, so I can love you!" Amazu explained still crying, face red, and stained with dried and new tears, eyes red and most likely puffy they smiled and sniffed "I'm so pathetic, I knew I could never be with you, I knew! Yet I still fell for you, I really want to be with you, I do, I don't want to die, I want to live and see you and beat up the people who hurt you."