If I Set The World On Fire, Would You Still Be There?
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Andy was always a quiet boy. Austin was a social guy. Andy stayed home and listened to music in his room. Austin threw parties every weekend. Andy hated people, and Austin was proud that he was the only one Andy chose not to hate. Andy liked Austin- a lot. Of course, he wouldn't admit it to himself, though. To see Austin in any other way besides friends isn't normal- then again, Andy isn't normal. He's already bullied for wearing skinny jeans and eyeliner. Austin didn't mind though. He was like Andy in the sense of fashion, only he cares what people thought of him. That's what attracted Andy most to him; his self-esteem. Austin was confident minus the cocky attitude. He was humble, and he never judged Andy or anyone based on how they looked. Most of all, Austin was a hopeless romantic. He fell in love with people he know isn't right, for example, his best friend.
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