Chocolate

Chocolate

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"And this, class, are the most accurate images we have ever gotten of theuniverse" the teacher clicked play on the video and everyone's eyes widened in awe at the universe. Eleanor looked back at gabbie, her eyes were wide and there was a slight reflection of the screen on them. A couple strands of her hair fell from her bun and her cheeks were red and flushed. Her chest rising and falling slightly and her lips part, whispering "wow" every now and again. Eleanor longed to be in her arms that were clasping her book ever so tightly. She longed to kiss those beautiful lips and be the cause of her inchanting laugh. No words could describe how much Eleanor wanted to fall asleep next to gabbie and wake up to her sunlit sleepy face. Eleanor longed to- "And that's all class! Class dismissed" Eleanor broke out of her trance as gabbie walked over to her. "That was AWESOME! You sure look awed!" She laughed. "What's wrong?" "N-nothing. Uh I need to go to the bathroom" Eleanor quickly picked up her bag and ran to the bathroom, passing by a lot of confused faces. She locked herself in a stall and looked in the mirror. She did look awed ineed! And then it hit her, what she felt for gabbie wasn't normal, because while the universe, the most beautiful thing, was unraveling Infront of her eyes. Her mind was on gabbie. While gabbie stared at her universe. While everyone else was staring straight at ther universe, Eleanor was staring at hers. Her universe was touchable. Her universe smelt of a sweet, soft woody musk. Her universe had a beautiful, silky sound and a soft but electrifying touch. Her universe was Gabbie.
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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