Fuck. You. I right what I want! Waiiiitttt...? HOLY SHIT THIS IS FLUFF!

3rd person

Patryk was sitting in the closet floor, the fifth time this week, beacaues three weeks ago tord said there would be no romance between Paul and patryk, for if there was, they'd be shipped off to two VERY far away camps. He had grown to be able to hide his emotions, he had to, or he would be almost constantly crying, blushing, or yelling. "G-goddamn-I-it......... I want you Paul...... f-fuck..... Paul..." 

patryk's pov 

I curled up in the floor and started to sing. "Say I love you when your not listening, how long can we k-kee-pp t-thi" I started bawling again so i couldn't continue. I was so lost in my tears that I didn't notice when Paul came in the closet. "Pat?" I looked up. "H-hi Paul..." "why are you crying?" Paul smile softly, making my heart skip. "I-I-i- I....." I couldn't find the works so I jumped up and kissed Paul. He was shocked at first but eventually wrapped his arms around me, kissing back, he snuggled closer and sat down on the floor with me, I never wanted this to end.

But it had to.

I yanked my self away. "Paul! Look at what we're doing! We doing what tord told us not to do! We're kissing! This is romance Paul! And now I won't see you- a-again... I-I l-lo-love y-you...." "Hey, pat...? It's okay, we'll be okay..... tord doesn't have to know....." I looked deep in her beautiful shining eyes, he smiled softly and hugged me. "I love you pat..." "oh. But tord does know." Me and Paul froze, hoping if we were still, we'd get off the hook. "He knows perfectly well." For once I was actually terrified, genuinely terrified. I stood up and faced tord. "Yeah!? Well you can't control a persons feelings tord! Y-you can't just tell t-th-them... n-not.... t-to love..." near the end of my screaming I fell back to the floor, crying. "Paul. Explain." "Sorry boss.... but...." "don't 'but' me Paul! Get your bags ready..... your getting moved." "No!" I screamed. "What...?" "No." I stood back up, pulling the gun off the belt on the floor. "No...." "e-exCUSE me?!" "I-I'd rather be dead than be without Paul." I handed Paul the gun. "Shoot me, please." Paul's eyes broke into a waterfall, the first- and last- time I've ever seen him cry. "Shoot me goddamnit! Please Paul...." "i.... I can't....." "please.... Paul...." Paul chocked back his tears and raised the gun, "I love you." "Me too Paul... always and forever...." Paul shut his eyes and fired. The blast ran through my chest, painful but relieveing....  I was free from Tord's evil..... the last thing I saw was Paul raising the gun to his own head. Then I was enveloped by darkness... always and forever.

HOLY SHIT THIS IS THE FIRST TIME IVE CRIED BECAUSE OF SOMETHING I WROTE!