Breathe For Me (BoyxBoy)
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  • Reads 42,249
  • Votes 1,609
  • Parts 10
  • Time 44m
Complete, First published Nov 16, 2013
Ethan is a gay sixteen year old boy hoping to overcome his fear of water during his summer stay on Wolfe Island. When he almost drowns at the beach, he is saved by Ty, a hot and friendly lifeguard. What starts off as an unexpected friendship blooms into more. But how will Ty and Ethan's story end? 


{Hey everyone! I wrote this story a loooong time ago, when my writing wasn't the best. I've decided to do a revision, and have therefore replaced the old chapters with my new revised versions. It's the exact same story, just improved writing. Enjoy!}

(photos found at http://7-themes.com/6999869-sunset-beach-waves.html and http://roleplaytipsandadvice.tumblr.com/post/116909894099/looks-like-puckurt)
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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.