if i can be bothered write it up.
blake house.
no school.
pick up.
ignore.
mood.
newsagents.
cry.
mum.


situations.His own company wasn't the company Alfie wanted. Being left with his thoughts made him only more stressed and uncomfortable. He didn't want to think. He didn't want to have to sit in his room alone, with nothing, nothing but his thoughts.situations.
Spamming twitter and scanning through pages on facebook occupied him for a while before the overload of cheery statuses began to make him feel even worse.
Hart, his boyfriend, would be at dancing now, with Maxxie, it still only being eight thirty in the evening; he wasn't going to ring him up and be a bother. The tall teen refreshed the page he was on, then grabbing his old silver laptop by the


connect the dots.Alfie wasn't sure if Hart was already asleep or not, but the younger boy spread out across the bed seemed pretty still and the bedroom was silent when he closed the door quietly behind him. Shuffling, trying not to make much nose, Alfie made his way to the other side of the room and pulled off his shirt, slipped out of his jeans and pulled his socks off.connect the dots.
He perched carefully on the edge of the bed, frowning at the slight creak, and wriggled his way under the covers, making sure not to disturb Hart.
The eighteen year old sighed to himself and fidgeted closer to the supposedly sleeping figure, placing a small kiss on his cheek. Wi
omg haha this is so cute ^^
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you must've been so high
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i may be a gryffindor but there's something in my pants that's slytherin.
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you must've been so high
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you must've been so high
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i may be a gryffindor but there's something in my pants that's slytherin.
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