Did I fall in love?|Tom Holland (ENGLISH VERSION)

Chapter Seven

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Grace had gone to the bathroom and I was waiting for her until she heard a cry coming from outside the building and I decided to go see what was going on. And it was when I walked out the door, that I felt like I was floored I didn't want to believe what was happening right there in front of me.

Thomas grabbed the collar of the boy's nightgown pinning him against the wall. How could this be happening? Did he have the guts to hit a 10-year-old?

Of course I couldn't stand there and watch or just ignore the event. I took all my strength and strode towards them and pushed Thomas who, as he had been caught by surprise, lost his balance and fell to the ground. I turned to the boy who had red, swollen eyes and tears streaming down his face.

—It's okay, take it easy, I'm here, ok— I tried to calm him down and hugged him —No one will hurt you, I won't let him.

Grace appeared in the doorway and as soon as our eyes met she realized something had happened I motioned for her to take the boy into the building with her so I could have a conversation, or try to have a conversation with Tom.—You're crazy, you pushed me to the floor like that.

—Hahaha, poor boy, did you hurt something? — I asked with a tone of irony. — What I did is nothing compared to what you could do to that little boy.

—He was deserving of that, and how can you defend him if you don't even know why!Not because he's younger than he's a little angel. He and his little group are the ones who provoke my group, when we're in training they come in our bags and steal or make bad jokes. And of course they have to pay for their actions.

—That doesn't justify your reaction, you hitting a little boy who is younger and even if he was older, you think the solution is to resort to violence. This doesn't even look like yours, I never thought you were like this, that you were capable of...

—What do you mean by "this doesn't look like yours', you don't know me Julie! — he replied thickly.

—You're right Thomas, I don't know you. But I thought you were better, but you're nothing but an asshole who beats a kid.

I grabbed my bag and walked out, trying to hold back the tears. I felt a huge urge to cry and I didn't even know why or maybe I did. I just didn't want to believe that Tom would do something horrible to a kid, I know he's already caused a lot of trouble at this school, and that he even treated me very badly when he first met me, but for a moment I felt this morning that he really wanted to. , become my friend or at least fix things and start over, but now I've come to realize that my expectations of him have been nothing but lies. Thomas is and always will be an asshole, he's proud and only causes trouble and doesn't respect anyone.

Classes are over and now I'm going home, trying to stay unnoticed so I don't cross paths with Tom. The last thing I want to see is him in front of me. But when I leave school, I come across this same person. He was leaning against the wall and should wait for Olivia, I thought. I tried to "hide" my face and quickened my pace to get past him as quickly as possible without him seeing me, but my plan had no effect.