Try (Austin Mahone Short Love Story / Fan Fiction)

Chapter Two

Song of the chapter:

Look After You by the Fray

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     How could someone do that? How could he do that to their family? Mary and Devon, her brother, would be alone. Did he ever think of that? Now she has no parents. She's by herself.

     "Excuse me," he said, breaking me from my erratic thoughts. I realized then that I'd been zoned out and he asked me a question.

     Shaking my head, I moved my stare back up to him. "Sorry, what was that?"

     He pushed a genuine smile, sadness mixing in with it. "I just asked if you would keep an eye on her-- you know, be there for her. She's going to need a friend."

      For a second, I looked at him with a puzzled expression. Then I remembered I said I was a friend of hers. I quickly nodded.

      "Of course."

    How am I going to help someone with something when I don't even know them? I wondered. Especially something that personal? I definitely feel bad for her and I want to help, but how can I without her thinking I'm crazy? And I definitely don't want her thinking that I was forced to do this because I wasn't. I kind of actually want to help her. I just need to figure out how.

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      The next day, Mary wasn't in school. I expected that, but seeing her empty desk and knowing the reason behind it still made me feel awful. Nobody else knew about it besides Holly, I assumed. I knew they were best friends so I figured she would know.

     I didn't say a word about it to anyone because it wasn't something that should discussed--ever. Also, I felt bad for lying to Mr. Harper by telling him I was friends with Mary. I lied just to know something I was curious about. That was the worst thing I could have ever done.

     "Hey, practice is cancelled today. You know that right?" a kid from my football team asked me during English class.

       I turned around and lifted my eyebrow, realizing that was probably the most emotion I'd put into anything all day considering I couldn't seem to get the obvious off my mind. Anyways, I wasn't aware that football practice wasn't going on. That's why I was confused. "I do now."

       He laughed and hit me on the back with his hand, causing me to jerk forward just slightly. I ignored it and found myself thinking about Mary. I wondered Where she was, what she was doing and most importantly how she was doing. Never did I think this girl would cross my mind so much in one day, but how couldn't it? I felt sorry for her, but there wasn't much I could do. Helping her wouldn't do much because I knew if I was her, I wouldn't want some random classmate in my business.

         The final bell rang and while I normally would jump from my chair and flee the room, this time I got up slowly. I just couldn't stop thinking about it. Even last night, I didn't get much sleep at all.

         Imagine what she's going through, a voice in my head noted.

      Shaking away the thoughts in my head to the best of my ability, I exited the classroom and entered the filled hallway. People continued to walk around me because of my slow pace, but I didn't care to move any faster. Still, I thought.

         When I finally reached my locker, I put my things inside, slid on my black leather jacket, picked up my backpack, slung it over my shoulder, and headed for the door. I didn't stop to talk to anyone; I just left.