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Christian Collins

(Sorry for another long gap between updates but my life has turned completely upside down...

One positive out of it all I passed First year of uni with 5/5 firsts 1:1 which is the best grade 😁🎉

But then there's a whole load of negatives...)

Anyway... On with the story... I apologise again if its not the best it's kind of inspired by a dream I had... Taking Chris backing into High School/Sixth form...

(I am also very aware that Chris isn't British... But I am and this was the only way I was going to understand how to write my dream out into a imagine... Sorry 🙈) 

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We were best friends. 

We did everything together. 

We were joint at the hip. 

Some thought we were dating... Some thought we were related somehow... 

But we were just ______ and Chris. 

The best friends. 

Or secretly wishing for something more... 

I knocked on Chris's front door and was greeted by his sister Kristen. 

"Hi ______ you might want to come in." she tried to smile as she stepped out of the way of the door to let me pass.

"Is everything okay? Is Chris okay?" I asked, watching as she shut the front door. 

"Exam preparation stress is taking its toll." she sighed, offering a further smile. 

I nodded in understanding. 

I was currently stressing about my exams also. 

We were in our last year of sixth form, year 13... And this was the year that counts for our acceptance into University. 

I've already sent off my application form and have received offers from my first and second choice and I couldn't be happier... 

But they were further away from home. 

Further away from Chris. 

And it all depends on my grades at the end of exams. 

I walked into the living room and I was greeted by his parents. 

His dad was pacing the floor in front of the fire place while his mam sat rigid on the sofa. 

"Hi." I offered with a slight wave. 

"Oh ______ I'm so glad your here... Do you think you could talk to him? I know your Art exam is on Monday and Chris's first exam isn't for another three weeks but he's really not coping" Stacey rushed out. 

"Christian! ________ is here!" John shouted up the stairs. 

There was a elongated silence before the sound of an opening and closing bedroom door and slow and tired footsteps on the staircase before a louder thud.