✓ IT ALL STARTED WITH A PSYCHO

❝Not So Many Differences❞

We sat for a while on top the of grass hill, watching the night pass over. Often we would compliment the stars in the black sheet of the sky and at times even each other. I found myself opening up to him.

"It started because of my dad, really. I mean to the naked eye he is so genuine but once you see what's underneath it's a different story" I gestured with my hands out into the open air as I told my side of He story. Tom would add the occasional nod as he listened closely.

"Then when I met josh everything seemed to change. He understood me and he knew me like one else, he was always there for me. But, nothing ever came out of it like we never got together or anything"

"You wish you had?"

"No way, man. Relationships aren't the same as friendships" I smiled. Tom nodded, looking out over the brightened city.

"Are they bad? The panic attacks?"

"It depends. They're worse when I'm alone. I could be... Stuck in one for hours if someone doesn't drag me out of it" I avoided eye contact, tears stinging at my eyes.

"I've lost too many people because of it, that's why I don't tell anyone" I picked at the grass, pulling the strands out and discarding them to my knee. Tom was silent for a while. I knew I shouldn't have told him. He probably thinks I'm a creep or some shit.

"Do you Maybe wanna go back to my place for a bit, we could watch a movie or something?" He asked, gesturing over his shoulder. I looked up, brushing the pieces of grass off my knee and smiling.

"Why not?" I smiled, standing up.

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Before reaching the hotel, we entered a corner shop to grab some snacks.

"What kind of sweets do you like?" Tom asked, eyes scanning the isles stacked with sugary treats.

"Anything edible" I picked some of them from the shelves, placing them in my arms before moving on. Tom shrugged, taking some himself.

We cashed in and checked out, carrying the Now heavy load back to the hotel. Upon arriving we rushed straight to the hotel room, fighting against the bitter cold trying to attack our skin.

The lift doors opened and we walked in to the metal casing slowly, our hands brushing in a light contact as we stood together, eager to get out again.

Soon we were free and walking down the long hallway to the hotel room.

"So what movie you wanna watch?" Tom asked as he opened his hotel room door, revealing his rather large room. Much larger than my own.

"You know I haven't seen Annabelle in a while, wanna watch that?" I asked a little on edge. I knew Tom wasn't a particular fan of horror films, hence why I suggested it with a cheeky grin.

"Well.. Uh yeah if you want to I mean isn't there anything-"

"Nope" I smiled, placing the bags down on the side before unpacking them. Tom sighed with defeat, switching on the TV.

I jumped into the queen sized bed, lying down at the end on my stomach, head resting on a pillow as I rummaged through the snacks. Tom soon joined me, taking a handful of skittles and sitting himself at the top of the bed, feet at my hip.

The movie began to play as I cracked open a bottle of water and watched eagerly as the titles rolled in.

We aren't even half way through the movie and already Tom can't sit still.

I glanced back to see Tom, half hiding behind a feather pillow bringing a smile to my face. I sat up, my stomach beginning to ache.

"Your such a pussy" I giggled, making him scoff and place he pillow down on his lap.