The world was spinning.
Round and round it went.
He laughed as image after image blurred together.
Faster and faster.
Faster still.
The chatter of people faded.
The music faded.
Everything faded.
It all became white, plain.
He felt dizzy.
Like he was going to throw up.
Yet still he laughed and spun.
Nothing was clear anymore.
Someone grabbed him.
Stopped him from spinning.
He felt their hands grab his arms, their breath on his face.
They were talking.
Whoever this was.
Speaking to him as though he understood.
He laughed.
He blinked.
He tried to clear his vision.
He shook his head.
Then he saw something.
Something through the haze of white.
A pop of colour.
So clear, so perfect.
So blue.
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One Night (boyxboy)
Short StoryIn one night everything he thought he knew changed. In one night he fell in love. With a boy.
