well, guys, it has been a while... I have unfortunately began to lose some interest in this. I usually gain my interest by maybe rewatching the movie, reading fanfiction, or just seeing something that reminds me of the particular interest. sooo somebody deleted The Lost Boys off the DVR about a month or two ago and with only small bits of fanfiction coming out, I haven't been able to keep my interest. but for you guys I decided to finish this chapter that I had written god knows how long ago, so just a warning guys, I'm not to happy this chapter because it was supposed to be longer but it was hard enough just to write as much as I did, so please bear with me, I will try hard to find some inspiration (but Harry Potter currently has a pretty strong hold on me)

so here it is guys.

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By the time they had finished riding all the rides on the boardwalk Kit had felt like she had been around the two for years, she was laughing and joking and smiling more than she had in her entire life, she felt happy.

She hadn't felt that for a long time.

It's going to fade, all good things fade, they'll fade.

The thought made the lightness in her chest plummet into the pit of her stomach, it hit her so hard that she didn't even notice that she stopped walking with the two.

What was she thinking? It has to be at least three in the morning and she was walking around with two guys she had just met due to another stranger she had met the night before. She had to be out of her damn mind.`And to even think that this feeling, what ever it was, would take everything that made her want to scream away. The thought was so insane that she had started laughing, different from her normal airy laugh, it sounded as bitter as she felt. How stupid.

"Hey, you okay, girl?" Paul's voice was right in front of her and she had to crane her neck up just to look at his face, he almost looked genuinely concerned. She tried not to think about it.

She laughed again, though less bitter this time, "Yeah, I'm good, just realized how late it was is all." She only half lied.

He didn't look all that convinced, judging by his comically large frown, but soon grinned. She wondered if it was too hard for him not to. He placed his arm on her shoulder, and shifted his weight. It was funny because of how short she was and how tall he was, he had to bend his knees and back a certain way to look at her and she almost wanted to laugh again at how ridiculous it looked, but found herself becoming fatigued.

Apparently that wasn't all she was.

Paul laughed right out while Marko bit his thumb with small giggles, Kit just covered her stomach where the noise of a dying whale escaped her, face heating up from embarrassment.

"Don't worry, little lady, we'll get ya some grub." Paul said, already guiding her toward all the shops and food places "Besides, I gotta major case of the munchies!" He was practically skipping. She nodded along, it was true, she could eat anything put in front of her at this point. And she had a little money on her thankfully.

"So watcha want to eat, little lady?" Paul asked as they passed a few stores.

She thought for a few minutes, not really knowing, just knowing that she needed food. But as soon as she saw the upcoming sign, she knew.

"Chinese food." She stated bluntly, but regretted it when silenced followed.

Panic slid over her body at seeing Paul's gaping face. Did she choose wrong? Did they not like Chinese? Did they think she was gross? Seeing her terrified face, Marko chuckled and put a hand on her shoulder, making her turn her head to look at him.

"Don't worry, you actually just said the magic word." Because Marko knew from experience that most girls liked going to some of the lighter food establishments, for obvious reasons.

Kit's face was one of confusion before it turned into surprised from being pulled into a bear hug. She felt her back pop five times from the sheer force of his enthusiasm.

"You're the perfect chick, man!" Paul all but sang. She had no idea how to respond, either from embarrassment or that she couldn't breathe, only a squeak escaped her.

She didn't see the way Paul breathed in her scent or how Marko grinned and shook his head.

When Paul let her down, they all went inside, which she was thankful for. Her buzz had been wearing off and therefore started to notice all the noise and feel how close all the people were to her, she was just glad that she got away from it before she had a panic attack.

The boys had ordered chow mein and she had ordered fried rice. Of course, it was as simple as them sitting down and eating like any normal people would. Both Paul and Marko played and joked with their food, meaning they draped noodles across their upper lips as mustaches and held a hand full of noodles and trying to drop it into their mouthes, except only 9% of it made into their mouthes while the other 91% ended up all over their face.

Kit found this utterly amusing and was giggling wildly.

She didn't feel at all like herself, the impossibly large void in her chest that always seemed to weigh her down was… light.

She didn't understand, but she also didn't want to, for she feared if she thought too much about it that it would come back full force and crush her under its weight, so she settled for living this moment.

Even if it never happened again

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David and Dwayne watched the three from outside.

"Looks like those three hit it off." Dwayne said amused.

"It's not hard for them to grow on you." David replied, knowing from first hand experience.

"How long do you think it will take?" Dwayne asked, watching as the dark haired girl laughed at the stupidity of the two idiots across from her.

"To get her to give in?" David said, hearing her heart thump against her chest.

Dwayne gave a nod.

"Not long at all."