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15 Seconds

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Both Alex's and Charley's own stories were coming to end. They know this. They have been told this over and over again. They also know that they're story together is just beginning. But with only a few months left on this earth can they find in each other a new story, one with a cliché happily ever after and one worth experiencing together? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their stare meets mine. I have a million things I want to say, but none of them seem quite right. So I don't say anything at all. Lex continues to stare at me like I'm something new and fresh. Perhaps to them I may be those two things, but to everyone else I am not. It feels refreshing to have someone look at you the way Lex does. When I was little I would dream about finding someone who looks at me like a work of art. Lex perfectly describes that 'someone'. If I hadn't stopped dreaming about finding such a person than maybe I would be looking at Lex as if they were my 'someone'. Unfortunately for me, I had to wake up from those dreams and face the reality that I don't have the time left for a 'someone'. I don't even have the time to live. I have always been okay with the fact that I might not wake up tomorrow. Yet when I look over at Lex I can't help but wonder what my life would be like if I had the time to live.
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I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.

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