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Treehouse Hearts
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Ongoing, First published Jul 19, 2025
When Arlo was five years old, he met Sam  in a sandbox and lost his heart somewhere between a juice box and a shared swing. From that day on, they were inseparable-riding bikes through summer rain, building secret forts in Sam's backyard treehouse, and growing up like two halves of the same soul.

They were best friends, always.

Until the accident.

At seven, Arlo slips into a coma that lasts twenty-two years. When he wakes up, the world has changed. He's a grown man in a stranger's body, with memories that flicker like old home movies. And Sam-the boy who once meant everything-is gone from his mind completely.

Across town, Sam  has no idea the man waking up in the hospital was once the center of his childhood. Life moved on, memories faded, and the treehouse is just a decaying shell in a forgotten yard.

But when fate pulls them together again, something stirs. A look. A laugh. A feeling they can't explain.

They may have forgotten the past.

But some hearts never really let go.
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Meeting him again wasn't the plan. Breaking apart wasn't the plan. Being consumed by my sadness and pain wasn't the plan and yet, I went with it. But now, I couldn't take it. I changed, for the better or the worse is up to you to decide, but I knew I changed. So I wasn't going to beg to his feet. I wasn't going to follow after him like some sick little puppy. No, if he wanted me to do that, then he could go and shove his problems down a juice box and suck them. " Come on, let's fall in love all over again." " So you can break my heart all over again?" ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- Beautiful things were hard to come by. Hard to find, hard to see and hard to savour. That's why I cherish beautiful things, because soon, like many things, they fade away. *Click* another picture for another rainy day. *Click* another picture to treasure on a sentimental moment. *Click* another picture to show her. Many teased me for being a guy who liked beautiful things, but she didn't. She didn't judge like those adults at my parents' social parties. She had captured me with a simple click of a camera and a smile my way. " I swear, you love that camera more than me." " Never." ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- AUTHOR'S NOTE- So if any of you haven't noticed, I've decided to make this a short stories about small romances. The sad, the wonderful, the odd, the great. Everything I can really think about would be in here. I'm also going to continue this up to 100 chapters, which is a small goal of mine I guess. So let's see how many chapters we can get to ☺️.