One Love (Nick Nelson)

4

After that fight with my Mum it had been hard to focus on school. My mind was flooded with that night replaying in my head, my mind was spiralling out of control, 'What if my friends think I'm ugly and they don't want to be friends anymore?' 'What if Mrs.Singh kicks me off the team because I'm too fat for rugby?'. Then the tears started pouring out catching the attention of my teacher.

"Molly, what's the matter dear?" I didn't respond, embarrassed at myself, ashamed of myself for crying in the middle of class.

"Maybe she's just on her period." A girl in my class remarked.

"Maybe her boyfriend broke up with her? Oh wait she's too ugly for one." They all laughed, I had enough. I grabbed my backpack and ran out of the classroom, through the schools front doors all the way to my happy place, the Rugby field.
I felt safe here like nothing could catch me, when I was here I felt like a bird flying not having to worry about looks or a reputation or having to be fake to fit in. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through twitter, instagram, and facebook, not finding anything interesting so I closed my phone, sliding it back into my pocket.

I closed my eyes, remembering when me and my friends didn't have to worry about anything, being able to walk outside and not be scared to be ourselves.

More tears flooded my eyes, rolling down my face and onto my already tear stained shirt. 'I hate the way I look, the way I talk, my laugh, the way I run. Maybe Mum was right, maybe I am just a disrespectful lazy teenager.' All these thoughts in the back of my head filling up more and more everyday, every minute, hour, second. I just want it to stop.

The lunch bell rings, kids flood outside to hangout with their friends and make out with their boyfriends and girlfriends. But I just sit on the bleachers alone, I can't stand to eat anything right now food makes me sick, sick of myself I'm scared of myself ,the way I'll turn out if I eat. I can't eat anymore.

Scanning the field my eyes land on a certain tall boy, dark red hair, freckles, a half smile that could make any girl or guy weak in the knees, as I'm staring at him he's staring at me. 'Okay now this is awkward.' I tell myself, he starts to walk up the bleachers, getting closer and closer until he was sat right next to me.
"Hi." He says.

"Hello." He looks at my red puffy eyes, my red nose and the tear marks on my shirt.

"Are you okay?" He asks, I nod.

"Yeah, just needed a break from everyone for a bit." I quietly chuckle.

"Are you okay? You always ask me that but it seems I never ask you." He just looks off into the field, obviously avoiding the question.

"Nick? Are you okay?" I ask again, this time he deeply inhales responding ever so quickly with just a simple, "Mhm."

I nod not wanting to annoy him, I then remembered I'm supposed to hate him, it's kinda hard to hate someone who as charming as Nick Nelson is.

"Did you eat something yet?" He released his gaze from the field to my face.

"No, I'm not really hungry."

"Oh okay. My Mum is making pasta and bread tonight if you want some after we're done working out?" I sigh. I didn't want to be rude so I agreed to eat dinner with Nick and his Mum.

"Okay, yea that sounds a lot better than my Mums beef pot roast." I smile rubbing my hands together for warmth. Nick looks away from me and locks his gaze on his mates. I examine his side profile, his eyes are like chocolate and his hair is like a fire that's going out, his nose like a button and his face perfectly shaped.
'So I like Nick Nelson? I can't like him. I want to but I can't.'

"Um Nick I've gotta find..Tao and Charlie so I'll see you later, bye." I said quickly leaving the bleachers only to be stopped by Harry.

"Where you off to Molly?" He said smirking.

"Non of your business, now if you will please move I'll gladly be in my Mary way." I tried to shove through Harry but he stepped in front of me, blocking my exit.

"Now that's not how women are supposed to treat a man. Now is it?" He was evil, Harry Greene was evil and I wasn't going to stand for it.

"Look if this is about me turning you down, I'm sorry your just not my type and I'm certainly not going to date a prick like YOU! Even if you were my type, so how about you let me go through and we can both go out separate ways?" I said sarcastically smiling.

"Your not going anywhere unless you give me a kiss, right here right now." He demanded like I was some robot.

"Hey Harry! Piss off will ya?" I turn around to see Nick behind me, I'd never heard him shout at his mates before, we'll in the time I'd known him anyway.

"C'mon mate, I'm just having some fun." Nick pushed me behind him and walked closer to Harry.

"She said to move! So move or you'll regret it Harry!" I can take care of myself I didn't need Nick Nelson to come to my rescue.

"Nick, c'mon man have fun for once. Stop being so, bossy! It's just a joke, right Molly?" Harry pointed his gaze to me. I was not going to act afraid, so I did what my dad used to always tell me, be the bee and sting your pray. I pushed Nick out of the way and slapped Harry before shoving him too and walking towards the Higgs doors.

"Molly!" Nick shouted, I was trying my best to ignore him but he kept shouting my name.

"What do you want Nick?!" I yelled turning around slowly.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry about Harry he can be a dou-" I cut him off.

"Douche bag? I don't need you to defend me, I had it handled. I could've been done with that 10 minutes ago but then you showed up trying to be my night in shining armor! I don't need or want your help!" I turned around leaving Nick at a loss for words, 'god men are so annoying!'.