Peace of the Sun

Peace of the Sun

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"Look at me." He whispered. We were closer than I thought we were. Our chests were only inches apart. I could feel the breaths escaping his mouth at a fast pace. I used all of my strength to get myself to look him in the eyes. When I finally did, I was lost. He looked more than concerned for me. His eyes looked sad and melancholic. Like he could feel everything I was feeling at that very moment. All of the pain and anxiety that I was dealing with for so long just vanished. I wasn't standing alone with him in the dark hallway of the school anymore. I was absorbed by the forest green pools of genuine concern that seemed to be looking at every single emotion I have kept hidden for my whole life. Elaine Cameron is starting her freshman year at Juilliard. She has severe separation anxiety and is extremely nervous about leaving home, but on her first day she meets a guitar playing angel, Oliver Fiore. She didn't think one person could change her life this much and in so many different ways.
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"What about you Louis?" Harry asks Louis. He's just finished telling him about the new piano he'll be getting soon. "I don't like to talk about myself." Louis states bluntly. "Why not?" Harry questions. Louis turns his head to look at Harry. He examines him carefully, studying his jaw and cheekbones, his lips, his nose. He looks at his chin and his eyes and his ears. Every feature on his face, Louis just seems to soak up. "Too many people don't care enough. They simply ask me what I'm like out of politeness instead of curiosity." Louis speaks carefully. It's almost as if he says one wrong word he will be scolded or taken away. "I care." Harry says. "I know you do Harry." And with that last sentence being said, Louis gets up and disappears into the night.

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