Set Me Free
One
Aria. Aria Monet.
Born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland, I know just about every inch of this town.
And I am unbelievably sick of it.
Everyday is the same old thing. I get up, get dressed for school, go there, come back, and barely do anything.
After being an only child and living with just your mom for 16 years gets really lonely. And I mean really lonely.
I love my mom, but she isn't the smartest person. Her and dad split up when I was three. She hasn't taken care of herself and devoted her life to me since then.
Although she's done that, she has also ruined my life in the simplest of ways, too.
But when I was just six years of age, I left my house for the first day of 2nd grade and to my surprise, when I got to school, there was a new boy in my class.
Alexander William Gaskarth.
And from then on, I had made the best friend I have today.
We did everything together, after I found out he lived 3 doors down from me. We used to spend the summers riding our bikes down the roads, having water fights, then in the winters I would always go round his house to have hot cocoa that his mom made really well. It was the best.
He always used to wait outside my door with his mom so we could go to school together. As we gradually got older, and he didn't need his mom anymore, he would still make the effort to wait for me every morning. That was the sweetest.
Like I said, we did everything together.
Up until now, we both didn't have many friends and were always there for each other. He's helped me through the toughest shit I'd ever have to go through.
I love him, as a best friend, and maybe even more than that now...
Born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland, I know just about every inch of this town.
And I am unbelievably sick of it.
Everyday is the same old thing. I get up, get dressed for school, go there, come back, and barely do anything.
After being an only child and living with just your mom for 16 years gets really lonely. And I mean really lonely.
I love my mom, but she isn't the smartest person. Her and dad split up when I was three. She hasn't taken care of herself and devoted her life to me since then.
Although she's done that, she has also ruined my life in the simplest of ways, too.
But when I was just six years of age, I left my house for the first day of 2nd grade and to my surprise, when I got to school, there was a new boy in my class.
Alexander William Gaskarth.
And from then on, I had made the best friend I have today.
We did everything together, after I found out he lived 3 doors down from me. We used to spend the summers riding our bikes down the roads, having water fights, then in the winters I would always go round his house to have hot cocoa that his mom made really well. It was the best.
He always used to wait outside my door with his mom so we could go to school together. As we gradually got older, and he didn't need his mom anymore, he would still make the effort to wait for me every morning. That was the sweetest.
Like I said, we did everything together.
Up until now, we both didn't have many friends and were always there for each other. He's helped me through the toughest shit I'd ever have to go through.
I love him, as a best friend, and maybe even more than that now...
Notes
Hi! Well this is my first fic, and I hope you enjoy it! I'll update only if I get a little bit of viewers!(Ps I'm British, so I'm sorry if I get some American things wrong like '2nd grade' or something!)
