Josh was in his window, as usual, he didn't really have anyone to talk to except his mum. Just then he caught a glimpse of the mocha eyed boy, how he loved hearing his soft skipping along the pavement, he looked so innocent and carefree just as a small child would appear. But he was different, something about this boy made him, Happy. Something that has not been a common feeling of his since his father and sister passed, his soft humming made this boys heart skip a beat, a simple glimpse and he would fall for him completely, his skipping feet on the pavement causing him to get butterflies. He admired everything about him. But when he was gone, josh felt empty. How desperately he wanted to pull the pastel boy into a hug, he would give him the world for a smile, he didn't even know his name yet. There was something off about him though, and little did he know that this boy was in fact perfect for him. However, his home life was much different.
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Perfect (joshler)
FanfictionTyler, a pastel basketball player who admires the smallest things, he could never hurt a fly, but it's always the people who are hurting the most that don't want others to feel pain. And Josh, a punk boy who spends countless hours thinking about the...
