Aphenphosmphobia -the fear of being touched. Philophobia -the fear of love. -------- I hate people. I hate love. I hate school. I can't name one thing I love besides my little 6yr old brother and music. Or so I thought. ~> In comes Ryder Haynes. Walking in like he owns the place. Openly gay, openly perverted. "Openly bad ass" as he puts it. The way he walks, talks... The way he breathes, fascinates me to no end. His smile was intriguing. His smile could light up anyone's day, it surely lit up mine the slightest. If only those fears never existed... If only HE never existed. ~> Meet Aiden Miller. Standing 5'4, with blonde (almost white) short hair. Blue eyes that seemed to change to grey every now and then, glistening with a look of constant tears... Without the redness that is. Never interested in anything but the music he listens to, the paintings he makes, and the adorable stupidity of his little brother. That is until Ryder Haynes shows up.
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