I fixed my gaze upon the sky once more, letting out a breath as the cold air wraps it's self around me like a thick suffocating blanket. Closing my eyes i feel my hands loosen on the rails a little "beautiful," I hear a voice thick with a British accent comment, my eyes to fly open and I whip my head around losing my balance for a moment, my chest tightens. "who said that?" I say curiously looking around for a figure. "Why I did" a boy says stepping out from the shadows, "who-" my breath caught in my throat as soon as my eyes fell on the owner of the voice, it was as if a spell had been casted upon me for I found myself hypnotised by the absolute beauty of his eyes, they were a striking emerald green and they plunged themselves deep into my soul, I break my gaze momentarily, afraid they might search to dark corners of my mind. "who are you" I ask allowing my eyes to flicker back to the stranger as a smirk makes its way onto is lips "the names Pan, Peter Pan." Not edited yet sorry guys SOME MATURE SCENES/ COURSE LANGUAGE RATED: MA15+ - R