Hii! Welcome to another story! I hope you enjoy this one! ———————————Part1——————————— He’s in my face. Yelling at me. I have no idea why. We fight a lot at school. He’ll just come up and start a fight. I don’t have any friends because of him. “YOU’RE SO STUPID!” H/n shouted. For someone like me it’s kind of hard to not cry when someone is yelling at me. I blink back tears. “Do I look like a mirror to you?” I shot back. “Why you little-” He shoves me into the locker. the side of my face gets scraped. He walks off and I went to the bathroom and put a paper towel on my cut. Not the perfect bandage but it beats having to explain what happened to the nurse. I walked into class and found my seat next to h/n. “Everyone please take a seat!” The teacher said. “ Now who can tell me what the political parties benefit?” The teacher continued. “Well-” I started but got interrupted. “You’re so annoying!! Let someone else speak for once! Gosh!” I knew exactly who that voice belonged to. H/n. I slowly turned to him. Glaring. “Excuse me?” “You heard me. I hate your voice and I’m sure everyone else does to.” He said rudely. My mouth dropped open. “Close your mouth. You’re ugly with it open!!” “You jerk!!” I threw my eraser at him. I saw him get angry. Just then I knew I screwed up. H/n stood up so I did to. Suddenly the paper towel fell off my face and blood came rushing out. Like I said. Not the perfect bandage. H/n saw the blood. Everyone did. He stared at me. Looked at the cut and got angrier. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the class. H/n pinned me to the wall and turned my face to look at the cut. I don’t know how or where he got the bandage but he started to bandage the cut. “Who did this to you?” H/n asked firmly. His hand warm against my face. I didn’t say anything. “ I will beat up whoever did this to you.’’ “Y-you did…’’ I said softly. “Me?’’ He asked. I nodded. “Oh my gosh… I’m so sorry.’’ He said softly. I’ve never heard him say that, to me or to anyone. He gently moved my face so I was looking at him. His icy blue eyes stared into mine. His face got close. I started to get butterflies. I thought he was going to kiss me but yelled at me instead. “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?!” This time it was even harder to keep the tears in from the yelling and the pain of my cut. “I-I didn’t want to bother you…’’ I said finally. “You’re never a bother y/n. I will protect you. You better tell me when someone hurts you. Even if its me. Just show me when you get hurt.” “ I can ‘fend for my self, thank you!” “ I don’t like you.” “ Yes you do.” I smirked. Then he said something I couldn’t wrap my head around. Next part:
