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he'd fulfilled the one wish from days ago, walking with us after school to my house every day without fail, as well as sitting with me the few times i was actually alone in school.

throughout these times we started learning more about each other, talking when we could, and texting pretty often.

i'd found out that we were both gay, he moved here from los angeles after his dad got moved for his work and that'd leave him and his mum there alone so they came with him. he's 17 like i am, and enjoys writing poetry as well as a bit of short fiction.

we'd seemed to be getting along pretty well so far, as you can most likely tell, but something in the back of my mind told me we didn't necessarily act like just friends sometimes.

but it doesn't seem to bother me for some reason that we don't...

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