How Many dudes you know roll like me? Not many, if any

10 How many dudes you know roll like me?Not many, if any

Chapter 10!

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ya'll get to know what he said now!

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katary

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He whispered softly into my ear, 'You don't know how long I've wanted to do this.'

I could sense the emotions in every syllable he spoke. In one sentence he conveyed to me what felt like a secret that only I could posses. That he missed me. But not only me.

He missed feeling the company of someone close to him.

In this small moment I felt bound to him and compelled to take him under my wing just like I did all those years ago, only this time I wasn't saving him from being bullied by some ratty kids, I was saving him from whatever pain he's feeling right now. I gave him a tight squeeze letting him know I was going to be there for him in any way I could. And then I felt like I needed to say something to him. So I replied, 'that's what she said.'

His laughter erupted loudly in my ear and he quickly left go of me and fell to the ground, tears forming in his eyes. I joined him in the laughter knowing that giving him this moment of release could have helped him even more than when we were embraced together moments ago.

Everyone else of course missed our moment and just gave us weird looks. After about 5 minutes of non stop laughter, wiping tears away and then looking at each other and starting all over again, our stomachs couldn't handle it anymore. 'Oh my stomach feels like it's going to burst.' He just managed to puff out.

'Me too, I mean, I love laughing but this is the worst part!' I said mimicking his breathing pattern.

'Big deep breaths ladies!' Ma called out to us. We both took a deep breath in at the same time, and we just couldn't help but laugh. 'ha, ah, ow, ow not doing that again.' We both said as our attempt to laugh again came to a staggering halt from the stomach pain.

I finally managed to get myself to the calm stage and I looked over towards Damien and I saw the little boy he used to be.

His smile was heartbreakingly adorable, his face devoid of any negative emotions. It was just him and happiness.

That's what I really wanted to see, and now after meeting him 2 days ago, I was content with knowing this was the Damien that I remember.

He was just buried beneath all these god like qualities. Amazing body, amazing looks, mesmerising voice.

He looked over to me, his smile faltering before changing into a smile of appreciation. His eyes boring into mine, sending a sweet message of thanks. I reciprocated his smile and let him know that I'll be there to make him laugh whenever he needs it. He pulled himself up and then held out his hand to help me up. I grabbed it and felt the warmth of his hand seep into mine. His hand was slightly clammy but I suppose so was mine.

When I was steady on my feet he let go of my hand. Instantly his warmth was gone, and I felt a little bit lonely. He walked over to the boys and I just wedged myself between Christina and Mel. As usual Chris had her earphones in and I stole one and shoved it in my ear. She was listening to 'Moths wings' by Passion pit. 'Nice.' I said and we high fived. Its like a ritual for us, when I put the headphone in, I expect a good song, and she never fails me.

Too soon interval was over and I ran back up the stairs to my next class, which easily could be my favourite. Photography. These past few months we've been working on boards and I wanted to do mine on precious things to precious people. For me, photos are very precious but to other people it could be their childhood teddy, or a jersey from their boyfriend. So I try and capture them in a moment with their precious treasure. at the moment i've got half done, all girls though, so i've still gotta do the boys and their most precious possessions.