Ashton had light brown hair, and smooth skin. He didn't need to shave, even though he was at that age. He was 15, just like me. Only I'm going to be turning 16 pretty soon. Not as exciting as it should be. I slowly leaned in to give him a hug, he quickly leaned in and squeezed me tight. "I missed you." He whispered. I squeezed him back and said the same. I guess I liked him, I felt it in me. I just didn't want to ruin anything. I invited him over to my house. We went back and went upstairs into my bedroom, my grandmother was asleep. We played some video games for a bit, stuff normal boys would do. Around 8 PM, we put a movie on. It was some horror movie, nothing scary, nor interesting. Ashton was laying on my bed, I wrapped my arms around him and held him close to me. He smiled as he took my hand and held it. I dozed off after that.
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Dark Passenger
Teen FictionThis story is about a boy who has a darkness inside him that is uncontrollable. Every time the darkness takes over, he cannot remember what he had done, but it is usually not good. He meets someone along the way, but he is worried can he keep them...
