Part 2

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So, me and Mason got along really well, better than I ever thought possible. I really cared about him, and he told me really personal things that he had never told anyone. We spent a lot of time together, but always in secret. We hung out sometimes, but  mostly hidden in this back stairwell at school so we would never get caught together. And don't get me wrong I wished we could have made our relationship public but that always ruins things, and I didn't want to take that chance.

He knew that I cared about him and I thought he felt the same way, but there was always something that seemed off. I could never figure out exactly what it was so I just ignored it which was another one of my major mistakes to come. So I just let whatever we were continue until it just like second nature. It became almost a daily routine, we would finish school and go hang out and talk in that stairwell.

Then came one day that really changed the face of our relationship forever. Mason always had issues at home, I always acted like I did too. I had some issues sometimes but in reality I really just wanted to connect with him on another level. But that day something big had changed for Mason, I wasn't able to talk to him at all that day so I was just praying for school to end. When it finally did I knew that he needed me, whether he thought so or not. I almost dragged him to the stairwell because I knew there was something wrong and I just couldn't let him go through it alone.

I remember saying, "Mason what is going on. I know something's wrong so don't even try and deny it." He just stood there like he had no idea who I was. So I kept trying to talk to him but nothing happened, and at that point I knew I had to snap him out of it. We always had a strong connection but I felt nothing, but I knew there was one thing I could do to wake him up. It was very simple but i knew it meant a lot to him. So I stepped closer to him, got up on my toes and kissed him like I had never done before.

He didn't even flinch so I stepped back as though I was prepared to walk away, but all of a sudden he grabbed my shoulder and spun me back around to face him. He grabbed my waist, hoisted me up against the wall and kissed me with more passion than I ever thought possible.

From that moment on I knew there was no going back for us.







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