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A/N: Newest peice. Written to “You Look So Fine” by Garbage. Enjoy.


His eyes bored into the other’s back… just like every other day. He would stare, and stare, but never would he get noticed… no, oh no… he wouldn’t allow himself to get noticed. If anyone knew… but he really couldn’t help staring… just wondering how glorious that skin felt, how soft the area around the throat… it would be a paradise just to touch it, much less to tenderly kiss it… leaving behind soft markings of love… oh how he wished…

You look so fine
I want to break your heart
And give you mine
You’re taking me over

As if it were a dream, they turned around and gave a grin. The boy’s heart fluttered, he couldn’t help but see the stars taking over. Just that grin… it had been like stepping into the heavens, but only for a second… just long enough to stun you beyond life…

It’s so insane
You’ve got me tethered and chained
I hear your name
And I’m falling over

The voice of the teacher was slowly turning to nothing more than a hum… our star dreaming of nothing more than seeing the other’s heart break… just so that he could share his own… give it up, heal his obsession’s broken life.

I’m not like all the other girls
I can’t take it like the other girls
I won’t share it like the other girls
That you used to know

A bell chimed, students jumped up, eager to get out of the hot and humid classroom. ‘Wait…’ silently thought the young one… ‘It’s January. It shouldn’t be hot and humid in here…’ Looking up and around, he realized no one else was dying from the heat, they were dying from the cold. He silented cursed and prayed to his obsession, knowing that they had no idea.

You look so fine

He wasn’t gonna just give in and tell though… everyone would look and laugh… he didn’t want to ruin his hours of staring… if he told, there would be no more staring. He would be called a freak, a fag, a queer… no he just prefered to stare, even if he would never get to feel the soft skin beneath his lips…

Knocked down
Cried out
Been down just to find out
I’m through
Bleeding for you

Traveling down the hallway, his thoughts refused to leave the gorgeous visions that had been formed just minutes before. The sweet curve of the neck, a smile consisting of perfect teeth and a gorgeous pair of lips… ‘No more… please…’ he begged himself, willing the visions away.

I’m open wide
I want to take you home
We’ll waste some time
You’re the only one for me

“But he’s the only one…” a silent whisper… but he had said it. Deep down, he knew it was nothing more than a crush… like the few before… but this one, it felt… different. Like there was something more, something else. As his mind dwelled, more visions were formed, these being nothing more than imagination… suckling on the lips… laying hand in hand on the crisp sheets of a newly-made bed…

You look so fine
I’m like the desert tonight
Leave her behind
If you want to show me

A glare was sent as she passed. The only one he could ever hate, it was her. He had told her… she was the only one that knew… and what had she done? Gone right around and betrayed him, taking his obsession as her own.

I’m not like all the other girls
I won’t take it like the other girls
I won’t fake it like the other girls
That you used to know

Over and over… he had wished to feel those lips against his own… to know what it felt like to be human, to know what another’s skin would taste like… he wanted to know the tastes… the smells… everything…

You’re taking me over
Over and over
I’m falling over
Over and over

Days passed… his mind never clear of the traitoring visions… the cruel ones that forced glorious visions of sweet suckling, lip upon lip… he was going crazy. And he knew it.

You’re taking me over
Drown in me one more time
Hide inside me tonight
Do what you want to do
Just pretend happy end
Let me know let it show

…’help me..’ he whispered to himself at the end of the period.

His obsession stood, turned around, and was greeted with soft and unsure lips.

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