Charlie's pov
Charlie has barely ended his classes and he was literally running home. He was seriously nervous.
For whole the way, some incongruous minds have been coming to his head. He couldn't get rid of them. It was terrible.
When he finally reached the home, he slammed the doors and ran upstairs to his room. He flung on his bed and turned on loud music.
"Tired blue boy walks my way holding a girl's hand..." He became broody.
'This day was just one big motherfucking disaster.' - He muttered.
"Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours" - next words were still hitting him.
He faintly whispered along with Melanie's song - "You don't love her..."
A minute of silence.
He was just numbly gawking at the ceiling.
"What the fuck are you thinking about Charlie?" - He said to himself. "This day was too hard for me, I guess. Moving to the new city is always challenging. Loosing friends, everything what has any meaning to you and everything you know..." He started gawking at the wall.
"Peers in Norwich were much less quirky and heartless than here. Ugh..." He sighed.
"I can't eternally think about that... And my mother... She's getting insane..." He started reflecting upon his life.
"I must rest a bit. I just need it." After saying that he turned on his laptop, and started watching some dumb videos not to think about the whole the day.
Silly things are always good for a bad mood.
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I hope you like the prologue, guys and it has encouraged you to read a whole story :)
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Who am I? //Chardre
FanfictionThis is the story about 2 boys. One is gay and one is... confused. He is not sure about his feelings, his life is foundering. Everything is getting worse and worse and... You will see! This story will be a bit different and kinda dramatic. Curious...
