Living a shitty life,dealing with a shitty family(not Karen)dying a shitty way,his life was pretty shitty. There was one thing keeping his life from being so shitty...

"Kenny can I borrow a pencil? I've got math next so I'm gonna need one" Craig Tucker. A monotone voiced,ebony haired,badass individual with braces. He was everything Kenny loved. He loved his voice,his hair that he would get his lanky fingers tangled in,his remarks of badassness(is that even a word? I don't think so but fuck the rules) and his true smile that would show his braces.I give him the pencil.

"I'll give it back to you at lun-"

"No"

"You don't want it back?"

"Nah,keep it"

Before he had been to blind to see it,he was in love with Craig. He began to notice things he didn't notice before like how Craig smell was so...Craigery? Another made up word,he knew but the smell can be only be described as Craig as it was so craig like he wished he could inhale it forever and always. His icey,sapphire eyes,a deeper blue than any other he'd seen and he often got lost in them very often. How his lips looked so tasty,living and sweet. God, He was so irresistible! He's the reason he's alive again,how he can get through the beatings,how he can make it through a terrible storm, when he's losing a fight but manages to carry on. Craig voice is the only one that can break him from his thoughts.

He often gets asked the same question, 'why do you care for craig?' They always get the same answer.

"Because he likes me for me,makes me believe in myself when no one would. I want to give him what he's giving me,yet I can't as I'm a poor Shit who is powerless to anything. He's not an asshole who is heartless,he's and angel."

The two got together not long after a rumour about them got out. He hadn't been happier since. Kenny was laying on Craig's chest,craig with his arms around his skinny body. This is where he felt safe. No speeding cars,no broken bottles and screaming, no anything that could make his stomach turn or a higher death rate. One thing he promised himself to never forget is their conversation and so far,it's still feels like it happened yesterday.

"Are you sure you really want someone like me?" Craig had asked. He must of felt like he wasn't good enough because to Kenny he was more then enough.

"Yes,your my world. I love you so much that words can't express how I feel. But believe me, I love you more then the amount of times I've died which is alot" Kenny had said.

"Also,your thief,my thief as you stole my heart" Kenny added.

"Do you want me to give it back?" Craig asked,looking down at me.

"Nah,keep it"

Now everytime their eyes meet,it's almost to much for Kenny to take. When touches him-even a gentle brush of a hand-He can tell how much he loves him. The taste of his kiss,the way he's shy,the way he whispers to the blond. Kenny still isn't used to being this close to somebody but he sure as hell could get used to it. He'd forever watch the ebony boy leave, forever lose his breath when Craig looks back at him but one things for sure, he'll forever be used to him.

And it's all because of Craig,the monotone voiced,ebony haired,badass individual with braces. Because of Craig,his world has twice as many stars,his life has much more meaning and all because craig lives,he lives too.

All

Because of you Craig Tucker