Noah has Cystic Fibrosis. His chances of survival are low. Meeting a guy named Ben who is contagious and cannot come in contact with others changes this. This of course is not a problem seeing how Noah wants nothing to do with Ben. The only thing No...
"Noah.... Noah!... NOAH!" I wake up to violent shaking. Opening my eyes to big blueish gray eyes. "You fell asleep, come on you gotta see this" He pulls me out of the chair and we rush out the door. Running down the windowless halls, dark and cold. We ran down the same paint pealed halls we ran down before and up stairs that looked like they go up forever, until we came through the final double doors. Pushing them open to a brightly lit room. It was the side of the building, the outer walls made up of glass and the sunset beaming in brightly, from up here you can see the whole town.
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The sunset beamed down lighting the whole room in it's pink and orange raze. Ben twirled and spun into the room. "Aren't I so graceful. " eyes shut he continues to spin. I shake my head and follow him inside. Walking up to the wall I look down and you could see everything. From the tall buildings and roads to the flat landscape behind that seems to disappear the farther you look. I sit on the floor, leaning up against the glass and feeling it's cold surface. I watched the view. I watched everything that moved. I watched the birds. I watched the the clouds, the cars, the people, I even watched the sky slowly turn night, bringing more and more darkness to the city. Ben came and sat across from me. "What are you staring at?" He whispers. I turned to him, then back at the view. "The sky." I say with passion. "Why? " he says in a slightly stern tone. "It's pretty. " I say back. He looks out at the view for a split second then turns back to me. "Man you are gay". He chuckles. I stiffen at the word and keep my focus on the view. "sorry." he mutters. I turned and stare at him, his eyes focused down on his fingers. "Come on am I wrong, try it?" I say breaking the tension. He lifts his head up and stares out the window. I watch him. I watch his eyes, how the sun makes them shine like emeralds, I watch his hair and how it curls and sticks out every which way, I watched his ear, how his earring dangles, I watch his every little movement.
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"yeah, no I don't see it." he says turning his attention back on me.
"can you imaging being out there?" I say while resting my head on the back wall.
I watch the view as his eyes were still focused on me. "Then go."
