Six AM
Song: One, X, Ed Sheeran Angel’s POV “Would you like me to start?” I offer softly, hoping to ease some of the tension weighing heavy in the air. He nods his head, situating himself a bit more comfortably against the headboard of his bed. I’m sat a bit in front of him, legs crossed and my hands bracing the bed in front of me. “Alright then. Yeah, that’s alright.” I smile, stalling a bit as I pick an appropriate place to begin. “Well, going back to the beginning, I didn’t really grow up with my parents. Will practically raised me from when I was a child. It’s not that anything bad ever happened with my mum and dad, they just always had, well have work. More times than not it calls them away from home, so that’s been that.” The dark-haired boy sat in front of me now has wider eyes to
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