"I met you during our first year of middle school. You were so shy I could barely get a glimpse of your face under the hoodie. You changed schools so everyone surrounded you when they had the chance. They'd talk nonstop and you'd just cower." I said softly, looking up at the stars.
"Then you opened my shell.. right?" The male beside me commented.
"It was a simple hug.. I saw you crying and hiding away in the corner of the courtyard... Under that big birch tree."
"Yeah... the stress was overwhelmin'."
"...I met you when I gave you that hug. A small hug showing you I was there for you. I pulled away to much brighter eyes, that's for sure. You wouldn't shut up after that. Video games this and cartoons that. You loved collecting random toys and making a kingdom out of them." I paused after, taking a glance at the young, short not beside me, his hoodie way to big for him and his messy red hair covering the rest of his face. I then turned my attention back to the stars and smirked.
"You know what, you're still that little kid I met under that tree. It's been years." I chuckled.
"Hey, I think I act just fine..." He muttered.
"...I think... I met you when you showed me your scars a few years before... I had no idea your family was so bad... And that I was the only one you trust." I said, getting lost in the dark space above. "You know... You changed so much after that... Yet somehow your still a little kid... We're eighteen, grow up, get a job, move out!" I heard a huff and I smirked. "Come on, Peter Pan."
"Stop with that... My names Nate... Don't you know me by now?" He asked, which I grew quiet at, before smiling.
"All too well."
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Peter Pan
RomanceShe teased him about that song so many times. He was childish, for sure, but he knew he was going to grow up. That didn't stop her from sticking the name to him. She joked so much, she never realized how much she'd come to miss it. By the evil Twin...
