Together - Newt (TMR AU)
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Last published Wed, Mar 7, 2018
What was happening and why it was happening? I didn't even know.
I wanted to know. But at the same time all I had was enough to me. I never had friends before. I never known what love was. I never felt like there was someone so important to me that I could give my own life to save his one.
It was a torture being in between two totally opposites thoughts.... And what a sweet torture was that... But about one thing I was sure, anything I would have done, I would have done it together with my friends, and more importantly, together with him.
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