Lawrence, his name was far more than a name to you. It was a feeling, a want, a need. He was the only one who truly understood you, he understood your feelings and desires. He told you of the river and his dreams knowing you wouldn't judge him, you wouldn't think any less of him and most of all you wouldn't think he was crazy.
You needed each other and though you never said it, you loved each other. Of course neither of you would ever dare let the words escape your mouths in fear of rejection, in fear of losing the thing you cared for most. So you both cowardly tucked your feelings away and build walls around your hearts. Occasionally the walls cracked and your emotions peered through, you would catch yourself blushing at the boy's shy and nervous behavior.
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FanfictionA fascination with body horror has brought you into Lawrence's apartment. He was the only one who could help you, the only one who wanted to help you.