Barry Allen

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Your eyes diverted to the brunette boy across the halls. The one in a gray jersey and blue pants with his brunette hair combed down on his forehead. His concentration engrossed in a physics textbook as he sipped from a small juice box to keep him company. Everyone seemed to avoid that part of the hall, careful not to step on the 'Nerd' as they would describe him but you saw him as an intelligent intellectual who cared for his future and took pride within his passion no matter what others thought of him. 

This is why you truly admired Bartholomew Allen, the boy who never liked his first name and preferred to be called 'Barry'. Your legs began to move towards him, just a little confident stride to mask your nervous aura as you walked towards him. Barry felt a sudden cold and the lack of light causing him to transfix his eyes upwards to you. 

He softly smiled and waved. He patted a side next to him as he moved his bag to the other side. Gently, you planted yourself on the ground and moved closer to him. His cheeks were now a red pigment as he started a topic of physics and incorporating some physics jokes in the mix. Your laugh seemed to put him in a trance as this moment would happen ever single lunchtime when you would see him by that part of the hall. 

From the hall, it took a leap to holding hands whilst walking out on the football field with him always giving you a cheeky grin as he towered over you. In the middle of the field, you two would stop. Intensifying space and excitement between you two now. Barry was towering over you as he bent his head down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. In that moment, Barry knew he was in love with Y/n Y/l/n and you were in love with Barry Allen.

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