Keep Calm and Watch Me Boy

Keep Calm and Watch Me Boy

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Ethan Smith, your regular lonely boy, starts at a new school with hopes of starting fresh and away from the troubles of his past. He's got a secret that only his parents know and even they won't tell anybody, not that he wants them to anyway. Alec Jones, the popular guy. The schools ice-hockey captain and girl magnet and the centre of all parties, big and small. He's got a secret too... But his is bigger and dangerous. What happens when fate brings them together? Will there be blood shed or the start of something lifelong? THIS IS A BOY X BOY STORY!!!!! DONT LIKE DONT READ!!!!! no hate please xx
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My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.

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