"I always thought the world to be rather limitless." 
                          
"There is a limit to everything, mate and unfortunately for you and I, it is an everlasting source of our strength. These limits only push us forward, and until we achieve the direction to our goals, it will only ever pose as a hindrance, and someday, we are going to make peace with them when our ambitions reach the zenith of our dreams, and then we wouldn't really mind this endearing limit, would we?"
                          
"Because we would've already pushed and pulled countless of times, to be minded by them." 
                          
"Aye, you're gettin' it." 
                          
"Thank you, your words, they have somehow, made me feel better." Emmett confessed, overwhelmed with his appreciative words. 
                          
"You're welcome, gipsy!" The stranger grinned at him as he had abruptly, stood up.
                          
"Is everything all right?" Emmett couldn't help but ask as he observed his behaviour. 
                          
"Yes, I should get going, the rain has stopped its incessant pouring but I oddly feel comfortable in these tattered clothes, and I don't even know why." 
                          
"I can understand, it was..nice meeting you." Emmett added, as he slowly, stood up and faced him. 
                          
"It was, wasn't it?" He implored. 
                          
"Yes, this talk that we had, it made me see some sense that I thought I'd never come to terms with and for that, I'd like to again, extend my gratitude towards you." 
                          
"You don't have to thank me again and again, mate. It was nothing, I am glad to be of some use." 
                          
Emmett gave him a nod implicitly, as he perceptibly, evaluated his actions. There was an intricately induced anguish that eclipsed elusively his mind's reasoning pertaining to the stranger. His heart's heath was flamed to fervency, an urgency resounded profoundly in the semblance of his sentience, but he wasn't so sure of these deluded feelings. Yet Emmett found himself stoically stationed to his place whilst the stranger had decidedly, moved on and away from him. 
                          
Palpitating beats of his quivering heart had made him quite disabled to function appropriately. He couldn't let him leave, he persuaded himself. What if they were to never stumble into each other's paths, ever again? What if they were to lose their lives tomorrow? Emmett couldn't possibly let this happen to himself, this renewed sense of hope had somewhat helped him in restoring his previously set beliefs, especially in himself and he just couldn't give up on whatever they seemed to share, could he? 
                          
"No, no, no, no..." Emmett furiously shook his head, fiercely repulsed by the aforementioned notion. 
                          
Tenaciously, Emmett hastened his pace as he followed after the stranger, frantically in search of his tousled, untamed raven hair, as he strained his senses so as to expel the fuzzy bleakness caused by the torrential rain showers, just to unambiguously, approach the boy who had made him feel differently with a clarion like voice, propelling him to the scenic days, surmounting to the solemn tides of Avalon, like a halcyon, he had charmed the winds and waves of his universe into the calm and had brought forth the days of harmony in the place of discord. 
                          
"St-op, please. Stop!" He waveringly bellowed. 
                          
"Yes?" The stranger had abruptly turned around on his request, already sensing the urgent plea from his voice. 
                          
"I...I just...I don't! Bloody hell!" Emmett exclaimed frustratedly before impulsively, taking a hesitant step forward into his direction. 
                          
"What is wrong, mate? Do you want me to stay or is there something else you'd like to say? Because this rain is making it a bit hard for me to see your face." He rambled off, squinting to see clearly. 
                          
"I...I just don't want you to..." 
                          
"Don't want me to what, grey eyes? Tell me-" 
                          
But before he could complete his sentence, he was suddenly cut off by Emmett who had firmly planted his lips to smother him with an affection that he hadn't quite thought to possess until now. With widened eyes and an agape mouth, the stranger was immaculately stunned to silence as he was pecked by the grey-eyed boy.
                          
"I don't want you to leave." 
                          


                          
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Author's Note- Bet, you didn't see that coming , did you? Well, yes, I know I take quite an amount of time in posting these chapters,  but I assure you, I have a pretty good reason for that. Well, August is about to end, and it is pretty surprising, especially considering how fast it seemed to have went by, right? This is going to be a double update again, so do keep a lookout for that and stay safe, take extra care of yourselves, yeah? I will see you soon and do not forget to vote and comment, it really means a lot to me. :)