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"Kiss me, Edward."

"Kiss me, Kras!" Mitty mocked Christian as they watched a parody of Twilight.

The blonde boy giggled and just through a handful of popcorn at Mitchel. He smiled softly at him and ate the price that landed on the frame of his glasses. The two boys fell into a fit of giggles together, Mitchel smiling wide as his braids fell into his face. "I'll kiss you if you want me to." Christian whispered, looking at the brunette with a seirous look.

Heat rushed up to his face, a nervous grin plastering onto his face. He wasn't expecting that to be the outcome of his small joke. Don't get him wrong, he liked Christian a lot but did he like him enough to kiss him already? Was this even a date?

Mitchel felt his air get caught in the back of his throat, his vision becoming blurry. You fucking idiot just nod along! You look like a fucking child. A look of worry grew into Christian's face when he saw the state the boy was in. "Mitty..?" He spoke softly and that was all Mitchel needed for him to break down.

He stood up abruptly and grabbed his things, which was already packed and shoved his phone into his back pocket. "Sweetheart what's wrong? Please talk to me."

"I have to go." The brunette mumbled.

Christian stood there confused as to what he did to make the boy suddenly upset but it didn't click what was happening until he heard the front door slam shut and that's when his whole world came crashing down.

The boy of his dreams just left him before he could even ask him to be the boy of his dreams.

He yelled out, tugging on his own hair. Who fucking needs someone who's going to lead you on like that anyways? Exactly. He doesn't.



Me? Making the story take an agnsty turn? You bet.

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