WARNING: THE CONTENT IN THIS STORY MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME READERS. THE MAIN TOPIC DISCUSSED IS SUICIDE BUT IN NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM AM I ENCOURAGING SUICIDE OR ANY FORM OF SELF HARM. PLEASE IF YOU NEED ANY HELP CONTACT YOUR LOCAL SUCIDE AND SELF HARM HOTLINES. THANK YOU. Party. Boys. Call. Train. Station. Boy. Love. Hate. Refusing to say she loved him, cost him his life, now what will happen to her? The hate from those around her the hate from his friend the hate from the whole country. How will she handle it? Is she happy that he got to die with the truth?

How am I to help myself? That shaggy blonde hair, those bright blue eyes, those nice, strong arms. How am I not to love him? How can he not see it? This is the story of a girl falling in love with her best friend. This story is based on personal experience. 95% of what I write is true, only difference is names were changed. Thank you for reading.