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"You were trying to wear me down, down. Kissing up on fences and up on walls."
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15 years old
Simon took Harry to old dusty cobbled beach.
The 17 year old smiled as the younger of the two struggled to catch his breath, "I swear you're trying to wear me out." Harry mumbled playfully, receiving a slight nudge from the older boy.
"How're you?" Simon asked once the two had arrived at a barely standing pale wooden fence.
"I'm okay, what about you?" Harry smiled brightly, Simon sighed. He knew the fluffy haired boy was lying through his teeth.
"I'm good" Simon lied in return, truth was neither of them were as okay as they made out. Harry struggling with the constant bullying of his school pears, and Simon struggled with finding a way to come out as gay to his extremely homophobic father.
Simon's eyebrow raised as he watched the younger boy climb up onto the wobbly fence.
"You alright there?" Simon chuckled stepping closer to Harry, his thighs brushing against Harry's exposed knees,
"Yeah.." Harry breathed out, taking in the moment.
There stood in between his feminine legs, head a mere few inches away from his own, was Simon Minter. His tall and pretty neighbour who Harry thought was 100% straight and way out of his league anyways.
To the opposing boy however, Simon stared down at Harry. The way his soft looking plump lips pulled into his teeth as he grew nervous, the way his sandy blonde hair fluttered in the gentle breeze, the way his eyes shimmered with something Simon couldn't make out, the way he looked so effortlessly beautiful no matter what.
The older of the two for a few minutes forgot that he was turning eighteen in three months and even then Harry would still be fifteen, only turning sixteen a few months, but with that thought gone Simon leaned in his lips making contact with Harry's taking the younger by surprise he didn't know how to react.
"I'm going to go.." Simon trailed of awkwardly about to step away from Harry but stopping when the younger wrapped his slim arms around the taller's neck and pulled him closer, capturing their lips together.

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