Regularities ✔

Regularities ✔

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He looks so proud, standing there with a grin and a sunflower. "Take over the world for me." He says. And I knew that for him, I'd do anything. *** Castor Rex: He's snarky, quiet but lovable. A real keeper, despite being an asshole. He doesn't like his life to be on display, but he'll show off Jazz every change he gets. People respect him, even if he tries to avoid them. Jasper Red: He's polite, nice and loving. An open book. He fills his life up with Castor's love, and he likes it. People love him, they can't help it. Castor naturally has this... this energy about him that seems to heal other people. All his life, he's attracted damaged people to him just like his mom. But he doesn't heal them. He's been drained or hurt by them. So when he chooses to be around someone, when he chooses to spend his time with them, it's a much bigger deal than it seems. Jasper Red is his person, and has been for the past year. They've spent months getting to know each other, they're together, and now they have to spend this next year making sure it stays that way. *** As someone who went from a guy with only one friend but more people willing to hurt me than I could count on one hand to having countless people in my corner and a loving boyfriend, I think I'm particularly qualified to say that however unfair, life isn't nearly as bad as people say. It's a lot like falling in love. People say that if you fall in love when you're young that it will just hurt, that you'll fall out of it and everything will feel wrong. But that's not true. Jasper Red knows every inch of my body, he's seen every scar and it doesn't make me feel any more bare or vulnerable. Instead it makes me feel the most valued I've ever been.
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I'm dating a popstar. Pretty big, yeah. Too big, it turns out. I knew this life would bring its own drama. I just... Well, I guess I didn't think I would be the one to shatter everything. I guess I should go back a bit. Hi, my name's Fletcher. Er, sorry. I'm not so great at this. I'm pretty awful, actually. Uh, where was... Right. I'm twenty-two and I have-and I hope you won't think any differently of me-but I have Tourette's. See, it's this pretty irritating little thing that kind of defines so much about me. And also it doesn't. My actions define me, not some tics of a broken mind. It can get pretty bad, but I'm not alone. I've always had people at my back, otherwise, I think I'd have given up long ago. I consider myself a decent guy. I don't do drama, okay. But we're four guys. Four very different guys on a world tour and that's four beating hearts with their own reasons to beat a little slower. Or a little quicker. My boyfriend is Clay Hudson. You've probably heard of him. He had this familiar, yet killer story of overcoming pain and a nasty drug addiction. And then he became a popstar. I know, right. It's usually the other way around. But Clay's pretty backwards like that. And I love him despite all the scars, love him because I have always loved him. I don't think it's possible for us to lose each other. I hope. Clay hurt me once. I don't ever want to hurt him, but I've been thrust into a life I was never prepared for. Kai pisses me off every time he opens his mouth; Ansel drinks when the going gets rough, hiding God knows what secret, and maybe I think I'm hurting those closest to me with some secrets of my own. I am following in the footsteps of a legend, but I'm not leaving any footprints of my own. Music is everything to me now, but I am silenced by the soundwaves, and no one dances to the beat of my heart. So, will you? --The sequel to Finding the Pure Note--

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