It was nighttime, and my sister had gone to her room to do who knows what. I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking of Leo, the blonde boy. He'd light up my world every time I saw him. I couldn't get him out of my head, so I decided to take a walk out in the night air, under the light of the stars. Getting out of bed, I threw on a hoodie and sweatpants, and snuck down the stairs towards the front door, grabbing the handle and closing it quietly. I stood on my doorstep and closed my eyes, breathing in the cool fresh air and sticking my hands in my hoodie pocket. I sighed and began walking down the rocky, dirt paths that ran through the village.
I stopped when I reached a treehouse on the outskirts of town. I hadn't noticed a treehouse here before, but then again, I wasn't on this side of town all that often. I looked up and noticed that the treehouse's windows had a low blue light that spilled out through them and into the night's atmosphere. I found a ladder that led up into the treehouse and decided to climb up it. When I reached the top, I flipped open the trapdoor that blocked the entrance and popped my head up into the dimly lit room, there I saw Leo, making a paper rose.
He looked up. "Oh hello." He sounded a little surprised. "Um, Hi." I responded, a little embarrassed. "I'll go." I said, starting back down the ladder. "No! No, you're okay!" He patted the bean bag he was sitting on. "Come here!" I lifted myself onto the floor and shut the trapdoor behind me, walking over to him and sitting onto the beanbag beside him.
I watched him as he cut the petals out of the red paper, and folded them over a jar's open mouth. He did this multiple times, and I watched for a while, cutting petals out for him on occasion. He paused and yawned, stretching by throwing his arms in the air. "It's 1 am, you better go back home." He said, eyebags noticeably forming under his crystal blue eyes. "Why?" I asked, still awake. "Because I assume you snuck out, and I don't want you to get caught?" He replied with a sideways smile. I sat up straight "Ah! You're right, but I don't want to leave you here." I said with a frown. "It's okay!" He laughed "I sleep up here all the time, I've got a hommock!" I yawned for the first time, and we agreed that we would meet the next night in the treehouse.
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Roman d'amourThey fell in love when they were young, but a lot has changed for Oliver, will things be different? Im not sure if there will be any spicy scenes or smut, but there will be violence so if that bothers you, please grab a comfy blanket, a hot tea, and...
