Impasse 》kiani ff 《

5) Love

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Will slowly shook his head, muttering incoherent things to himself.

"10:38 P.M." He said once again, baffled.

A place nor a date came with the sudden memory of the time. Instead, utter confusion blossomed through Will's mind.

"It's just a time." He whispered, curling into himself. "Just a silly old time without any meaning. This is all a messed up dream."

Will closed his eyes tightly, praying for sleep to overtake him again.

"Maybe this is all a figment of imagination, and I'll just wake up in my room back in England with Mum screaming at me. Just one big shitty dream."

Will sighed and nestled into the bed sheets, purposely taking deep breaths. He waited a few minutes until he reopened his eyes.

"Good morn-" He paused.

Will expected the visible light rays of sunshine to be dancing across his wooden floor, his organized room surrounding him. Rather, he was immersed in blinding white colors, his room cold and empty. Swallowing darkness engulfed the tiny room, the mere moonlight barely lighting up the room.

Will stepped nervously onto the icy cold floor as if the polished wooden planks were mounds of burning coals. He inched his way towards the door and burst into the main room, making a run for the balcony door. He slid it open and took a gasp of the night air, his breath gathering in visible white clouds.

He collapsed against the iron railing, running hands up and down his arms. Will looked up and saw the moon staring back at him.

What if the moon was made of stars?

"10:38 P.M." He repeated slowly, tasting every syllable.

After around ten minutes of sitting in the chilly air, Will ran back inside and scrambled into a sweatshirt. He slid a zippered jacket over it and walked out of his apartment and down the stairs, not stopping until he reached where he planned to go.

Which was nowhere.

Will kept running down the sidewalk and out of the security gates. His chest was heaving and his body was leaning forward, but that didn't stop him.

He slowed down once he reached a tiny cluster of shops in a downtown area.

There was no life along the streets or inside the stores. Will jogged nervously down the eerie walkway and stepped up onto the aged sidewalk.

He took his time as he stared at each of the shops' windows.

One had a peeling window sticker for a store filled with different means of storage and baskets. Odd, Will thought. Another was a smaller building stocked with all things centering around technology. This excited him.

There was always this small interest when it came to the more complex things, like wiring and programming. He used to enjoy building computers and consoles from random materials out of other models.

Now, not so much.

Will reached for the silver handle but pulled back. Even though the store lights were on and he could barely see the movement of a silhouette behind a closed curtain, he backed away and darted across the empty street.

He looked at the last shop sitting on the very corner of the sidewalk. It was a quaint café with weathered down brick and foggy windows. Will pulled the door open and glanced inside.

Only a few people occupied the chairs and tables. One man's eye and hand were twitching, his knee bouncing up and down nervously. Will smiled in pity as he strolled past the man, gently brushing his hand against his shoulder.

"Asshole." The man whispered, his body twitching. Will frowned and approached a young waitress who looked like she could fall over at any minute.

"Can I help you or something?" She groaned, glancing down at her nails. Will shook his head.

"No, thank you." He mumbled.

"Why are you here then? Get out if you aren't going to get anything." She sighed, attempting to point lazily at the door but horribly missing.

"I-I'm sorry. I just felt drawn here. I'm going to sit down if you don't mind."

"Whatever."

Will shrugged and made his way to a small booth. He slid into it and propped his head on his hands. Will stared out of the window next to the seat. There was a club of some sort diagonal from the café. Will was surprised he hadn't seen it before with the long line it was accumulating.

He pressed up closer to the window, his steady breath making a fogged up spot on the glass. He watched as people his own age and even older gathered in groups behind the rope that sectioned them off from everyone else. They looked silent and deadly, no one would look at each other. Even the bouncer and guard waiting at the front doors looked exhausted.

Will observed the surprisingly steadily growing line as each person stared at the ground until he reached one girl. This girl, with long brown hair, was staring intensely back at Will. Will jumped back as the girl smirked and looked away, flicking her hair over her shoulder.

Will sighed and slid down into his seat, folding his arms over his chest. His eyes slowly fluttered shut until the quiet chime of overhead bell on the door echoed through the shop. Will looked up, sleep deprivation slowly catching up with him.

A shorter, brunette male waltzed in, his hands stuffed inside his pockets. Will groaned inwardly as a set of green eyes locked onto his own.

"What are you doing?"

"I come here every night. I have for a year."

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[ okay okay before you yell at me, I'm sorry.

It's been like two weeks and a half or something since the last update for any of my books and I'm sorry.

The next book to update is Cliche and then Borderline. My last day of school is tomorrow and I'm just trying to clear up exams, tests, and cram in other stuff. I'm focusing on other things but when summer hits, I'll be active on my wattpad, I promise (:

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