Dave and Karl

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A/n: This is my first book in a while, feel free to leave suggestions and/or ways to help, and please point out spelling and grammar mistakes!! These are my characters btw :)

Karl lay fast asleep, his friend Dave laying on a mattress on the floor beside his bed. Earlier that day Dave had come over to help Karl catch up on some homework he'd forgotten. They'd been working for hours, and by the times Dave was ready to go home it had begun pouring rain. Karl's mother offered to allow him to stay the night. Dave happily agreed.

     Dave had helped Karl's mom set up a mattress on the floor for him to sleep on. It wasn't the most comfortable thing but he was grateful nonetheless.

     A few hours of silence passed, Karl eventually fell asleep. Dave sat up. He couldn't, he couldn't sleep, not with the thought of him staying in his mind, memories of them together replaying like torture. He looked over to Karl, staring at his fluffy blonde hair, that pale skin, those adorable freckles that littered his face.. he snapped himself back into reality. No. He told himself, He's just a friend.. nothing more. He shouldn't be thought of as anything but.

A/N: Sorry that it's short, I'll continue it when I'm not tired :)