Amelia's POV
Tuesday afternoon
My day has been unbelievably boring, not to mention Paris wasn't at school today. She messaged me earlier letting me know she wouldn't be at school.
I believe her exact words were, 'Bitch I'm dying, I have a hangover. I'll see you soon though, I love you. Don't have too much fun without me I'll text you later gtg <3.'
Yea so, that's just great.
Once again I'm at my locker in between classes collecting my things but you know me, always getting interrupted.
"Amelia!" I looked to my right and saw Tom, making me put my head down in embarrassment immediately.
I put my bag on the floor while I tried to open my locker, trying my best to ignore the teen boy approaching me.
Once Tom came unbelievably close to me he cupped my face and turned me to face him, lifting my glasses to rest on my head.
"How's your eye feeling?" He asked, moving one hand up closer to my eye.
"Still really hurts." I muttered.
He let go of my face, "Where is your stuff?" He picked up my bag and unzipped it.
"The middle pocket, I did the cream this morning."
"Well you need eye drops as well." He explained, putting my bag down once he got what he wanted.
"Head back." I did as he said. Just like yesterday he held the back of my head, wiping away my tears.
Tom fixed my glasses, put my eye drops back and stood quietly with his head down.
I sighed, "I'm sorry for yelling at you Tom."
He shrugged, "Don't worry it's alright, I shouldn't have tried to pressure you."
I laid my head on his shoulder, "Thank you for helping me." Tom didn't say anything. He pulled me into a tight, protective hug.
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Word count: 307
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