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Summary

Confusing emotions can transform into understandable feelings. They have both been friends since they can remember, and have always had a strong, confusing connection in their eyes. As they grow older they begin to understand these emotions and act on them, until a family member finds out and it is changed forever. This story is to raise awareness about acceptance and how much it matters to people; everybody should be allowed to love anybody they wish. This piece of writing is inspired by Troye Sivan's Blue Neighbourhood© music videos, check them out on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fdXNNveYOfU
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Summary

Confusing emotions can transform into understandable feelings. They have both been friends since they can remember, and have always had a strong, confusing connection in their eyes. As they grow older they begin to understand these emotions and act on them, until a family member finds out and it is changed forever. This story is to raise awareness about acceptance and how much it matters to people; everybody should be allowed to love anybody they wish. This piece of writing is inspired by Troye Sivan's Blue Neighbourhood© music videos, check them out on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fdXNNveYOfU

Chapter1 (v.1) - childhood memories.

Author Chapter Note

He's my bestfriend, ever since I can remember he has been. There's always been something more, but I can't think what. It's almost as if something is missing, these emotions and feelings are confusing. I can't wait to see where they lead us; I'm desperate to know. I hope you guys enjoy this, I have spent a lot of time perfecting it to the way I would like it, feel free to leave comments. In fact, please leave feedback as I would love to know how to improve :) Charlotte (????? ?????- ???? ????????????? ???? ?/? ©)

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: January 11, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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We throw our bikes down onto the uneven ground below and run to the trees; the sound of waves echoes the landscape we were admiring. Hanging and swinging from the beautiful trees with the sun beaming through every gap shone a pattern on his face and I can’t help starring, until his eyes meet mine, I then adjust my eyes to look at the branch above me. Cautiously clambering up the tree until we find a spot in which we sit, as we drop our weight we immediately move together almost as if a magnetic force is between us. Shouting carelessly whilst laughing, our legs dangled from the tree as if they weren’t connected to the rest of our bodies; freedom has never felt so good. I make every excuse to look at him; whether it’s just to move a ‘leaf’ from his hair or just to simply dust his cheek from ‘dirt’.

Immediately I suddenly get the urge to jump down from the tree and I do so. He follows as we grab our bikes and sprint to the path which lead us home. I look deeply into his eyes as we talk and hobble across the pebbles and stones beneath us, trying desperately hard not to fall so I could continue to talk for the rest of the journey, he made me feel a sense of comfort nobody else can. The reflection of the sun glittered in his eyes almost as beautifully as the dark blue ombre-like eyes which he has gazing into my own. I get the feeling again; the butterflies, I immediately turn to face the path layered with bark and wood chips, trying to ignore this feeling as we continue to walk whilst pulling our bikes beside us.
I try to steadily steer my bike onto the pavement whilst looking at his navy-blue t-shirt blowing in the wind; along with his mesmerising blonde hair. He is stood up on his pedals and carelessly riding his bike in front, I wish I could be next to him right now. I try to distract my mind by looking at the sky, I do this a lot. It has a pure blue colour with puffy white clouds dotted everywhere, the sun shining brightly and the luscious green grass on the ground beneath contrasting it greatly. The scent of freshly cut leaves filled my nostrils as we passed Mr Jason’s house, one of the very few houses near my street. It’s deserted here, and I guess that’s why I love it so much.
I shout “Bye!” and feel a pang of sorrow, the day is over and I won’t be able to see him until tomorrow. I carefully steer my bike down my road and focus on my pedalling, and suddenly realise there is more than one squeak. I quickly look behind me and see him sat on his bike, grasping the handlebars tightly and smiling. His smile is so seductive but slightly cheesy at the same time, and somehow I am deeply attracted to this. “You thought I’d leave you?” He says jokingly whilst speeding up. “Come on!”.
I feel a whoosh of wind pass me as he speeds up dramatically, I try so hard to keep up but my legs begin to ache by the second, “Wait!” I shout, giggling to myself. I close my eyes and embrace the cold air brushing my hair back, a smile forms in the corner of my lips and I take a deep breath. Opening my eyes again, I look to the right and see him sat on the bench sat opposite my front door, yawning jokingly, as if he had been waiting for centuries. Dropping my bike quickly I run towards him and laugh, “Thank you,” I say gratefully, “I love spending time with you-“ I immediately stop my sentence and freeze, what am I saying? Was that weird? What if he doesn’t think the same? These thoughts race around my head rapidly, almost as quick as he replies, “I love spending time with you more!” giggling and grabbing my hand. We look at each other for a few seconds before beginning our famous handshake which we made years ago. I look at him again as he looks down to grab his bike and he starts to walk away with it. I sprint up the very few stairs which lead to my front door, run into my house and up the stairs to my balcony. I feel the rush of energy flow through my bones and I press my weight against the glass. Squinting and searching for my best friend, my heart flutters as I see him already starring right at me, his body facing the opposite way. We hold this eye contact until he gets onto his bike and rides down the road towards his house. I slowly turn around sighing and suddenly jump to see my dad standing right before me. “Hey, Son!” He announces, “Did I scare you?” I giggle and run into his arms, he grasps my tightly.
“Hey, Dad.” I look up to his face and smile. “I had the best day with Ethan today, we climbed the trees by the sea, we rode our bikes around the neighbourhood and even-“
“Woah, wait Connor...” My heart begins to pound and I feel my cheeks burn as boiling blood rushes through them.
“I thought your bike was broken?” I feel a huge sigh of relief and release my tension discretely in my next outbreath.
“Oh, Ethan fixed it!” I explain, “His dad taught him how to fix bike chains.”
“I haven’t seen his father in years,” Dad exclaims. I become confused quickly and wonder why. “We should meet again, have a catch up y’know?” I nod without a doubt and smile like an idiot, the more they see each other, the more me and Ethan will, and Ethan has always been my bestest friend.
 
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