A story about a group of friend and enemies. Love, heartbreaks, friendship and paint. Artison, the new hobo street boy in town fell in love with the girl next door, Mariam, an aspiring artist ready to open her own museum. Artison never realised his...
Waking up energized to a very different day feels extremely weird. I felt somehow lazy and sad that day. I stayed in my bad-smelling gym clothes. I'm still in a breakdown, every minute I'm wasting more tears... *Liberty POV* Travis hasn't gone to work today. Is he alright? I've decided to finally visit him. I walked to his door and knock on it but no response came from it. But I managed to see through the glass on the door to look at him lying lazily and suddenly crying. I began knocking with more strength, calling out his name loudly. But the more louder I knocked, the more he ignored the booming sound. I ended up giving up, leaning on the door depressed, and sliding down onto the wooden porch. "Travis, I'm worried for you!" I said in a breathy and tiring voice, "If you already know, yes, I've been stalking you since I first saw you! " I confessed embarrassed, "I know it's very creepy, but I find you really funny and humorously quirky! " I felt really stupid from that outburst. Suddenly, he opened the door, a bad odour coming from him. His shirt was covered in bright-white cereal milk. He began tearing up again and leaned forward to hug me. "Artison doesn't like me... " By those words alone, I was shock to the bone. But I gathered words again, "Travis, there's always one person who likes you. I've been following you not to know your privacy things and whatnot," I continued steadily and sincere, "I do this to make sure you're safe and sound. I've been checking on you this whole time, because... I like you, Travis." those words spurted out by accident. Travis slowly shifted away from me, he felt comforted, safe, loved.... CRAP, SUMMER!!!!
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