Worry

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Louis's POV
It have been a week since Y/n showed up to school. Last time I saw her was when I dropped her at her house. She haven't answers my calls or messages, I started to get worried.
After school I asked if someone wanted to go with me and check up on Y/n, Caleb couldn't and Linda didn't give a shit and didn't even like Y/n so only Chase and Mary came with me.

We all drove to her house with my car. I knocked on the door when a tall boy with brown fluffy hair opened.
-What to you guys want? he asked.
-Is Y/n at home?
-Upstairs, but I am warning you, she doesn't feel very well and if she is sleeping, please don't wake her up because she hasn't slept in a week.
That was probably her brother.
We walked up the stairs and found her room. She was laying on her bed wrapped around her blanket.
-How cute, Chase whispers to himself.
Both me and Mary looked at Chase with a disgusted look. We all walked in and found a place to sit and watched Y/n sleep.

Y/n's POV

I woke up finally from sleeping. My eyes was still very heavy from all the crying. I looked around the room to find Mary, Chase and Louis.
-She's awake, Mary whispered to the other and gave all their attention to me.
-What are y'all doing here? I asked with a rusty voice.
-You haven't shown up to school and haven't answer our calls, Louis said worried.
I sat up and told them what happened. That my mo has died, but not that part that she commit suicide.  
- We are so sorry to hear that, Chase said and everyone else agreeing . Chase came and sat besides me on the bed. He gave me a hug, trying to comfort me. Mary and Louis was chatting with each other.

Louis's POV

It really hurt me to hear what happened to Y/n's mom. It hurts to see a friend being so hurt, it hurts to see Y/n hurt. I haven't known her for a long time but still feels like we have been friends since forever. She is not like Linda, Mary, Chase or Caleb. I like to be with her... LIKE A FRIEND OK.
Watching Chase trying to comfort and being touchy with Y/n makes me cringe. It gives me a feeling, hard to describe. It's like he is something that I want to be. Jealousy. I want to be with Y/n. I want to be in Chase's position. Comforting her, touching her and just be with her. Is it something that a friend would feel for another friend? Probably.

Sorry for a short chapter.

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