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• Flower Boy   Slowly but Surely

  "Alright, everyones done eating now, aye?" Anne smiled at the children at the table, who she made evident how missed them all.Everyone nodded, so she continued to speak, "Well then, how about you lot get ready so we can go Christmas shopping. Sound like a plan?"They all nodded again, heading upstairs. Ants mum Christ

• Flower Boy   Homage

  He's right here. He's finally here. I didn't think this day would come. So close yet so far. His physical body was here, but his mind was somewhere else. His emotions, thoughts, words, actions, everything was inexistent in this moment. The only thing that laid before me was his body, his sleeping and unconscious body. I had forgotten this feeling. This feeling rippling against my mind and nerves. He seemed so different now, I couldn't explain it. I used to be able to look at him and practically be able to read his thoughts. I knew how he felt, what he was thinking, what was subconsciously filling his mind.

• Flower Boy   Surface Tension

  "So, it's last day of school!" David sat down at their lunch table, being energetic as usual, "What you guys have planned for the holidays? Stephen? Ant?"Ant shrugged and took a sip of his water, "Going back to Newcastle tomorrow to visit family for Christmas and owt, I'll be back before New Years though.""Aye, I'm g

• Flower Boy   Turning Page

  "Declan, honey, we have to go to the school today," Anne mumbled softly from the other side of the closed door.Dec heard her but made no effort to move his body. He laid still. His head hurt, his mind hurt, his body hurt, his heart hurt. Everything hurt. He had been so brutally beat up it not only hurt on the physical aspect. It only solidified in his mind how worthless and pathetic he felt. He felt and was alone, and on his own he was no match to face the world nor his problems. He had been knocked unconscious, and during his time of non-awareness, he had been rushed out of school in an amb

• Flower Boy   The Wisp Sings

  It was early in the morning, the sun was barely peaking up into the world. Everything was still dark, but slowly grew lighter as time passed.Ant was already awake, while Stephen rested tightly next to him. Stephen was fast asleep, holding on to the shorter boys body, with their bodies intertwined. Over the past week that they had been dating, they seemed to be in one another's presence constantly. They'd take turns sleeping over at one another's houses. Their families, luckily didn't suspect a thing. At school, it was easy since they had every class together. Overall, they were just en

• Flower Boy   Sincerely, Flower Boy

  Sometimes we write letters to ourselves, don't we? We write down our thoughts and feelings, almost like a journal or diary. Maybe some do it physically, while others do it mentally. All I know, is that there is so much to think and feel, that I don't believe I can keep it in my head anymore.-