✧park✧

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God, I have to get out of here.

I slam the door to my room shut and hurry over to the window and slide it open as quietly as I can. I grab my fun and climb out.

Let's recap: I was doing my homework when my parents came home fighting as they usually were these days. It was a screaming match and I was trying to not listen to it until I heard my name.

"Y/n doesn't need to know!" I heard my mom scream.

"She needs to know why we're divorcing!" my dad yelled back.

"Know what?" I asked as I came out of my room.

"That you're not my daughter" my dad said, or I guess the person I thought was my dad my whole damn life, but isn't.

"What?!" I asked, my heart beating loudly.

"Uncle Joe is your dad baby" my mom said, finally looking at me since I came out of my room.

My head was spinning. "What the fuck?" I mutter and run to my room and that leads me to where I am now, running down the street going God knows where. All I want is to be away.

I stop at the park, where my family used to go almost everyday when I was younger. Tears made my vision blurry but I slowly walked to the old swing set and sat down.

I buried my head in my hands and just cried. I don't know how long I was there. I heard cars drive down the street every now and then, heard rustling in the bushes and a door close from across the street.

I hear footsteps and look up but see nothing but darkness. That is until Chase Hudson comes into the view of the street lamp.

I quickly fix my posture and wipe my eyes before quickly running my fingers through my hair. Chase and I are in the same grade, we're not friends but not enemies or anything either. We've worked together for school projects and always got along, it doesn't hurt Anything that he's very attractive too.

"Hey y/n" he simply says as he sits on the swing next to me.

"H-hey" I reply.

"What are you doing here so late?" He questions. I look up at him and hold his gaze before dropping it and quickly looking down.

"I just needed some fresh air, what are you doing here so late?" I ask.

He shrugs. "Just thought I'd come over." He pauses and I sniffle. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just been a rough day that's all." I smile weakly and he must see through it. Surely he does.

He gets off the swing and stands in front of me. He holds out his hand and I stare at it before hesitantly taking it. I can't help but notice how soft his palms are and how gentle he's holding my hand.

He leads me over to an open patch of grass and drops my hand, to which I frown. He lays down on the ground and pats the spot next to him. I smile before joining him.

Laying there I realize the stars are out. I love the stars. We lay there for a while in silence but it's comfortable.

"Y/n, what's really going on? Of course you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I don't like seeing you sad. Maybe I can help?" He says as he rolls to his side and looks me in the eyes.

I break down before I even open my mouth. He quickly sits up and helps me up before hugging me tight. We stay like that as I tell him everything that happened.

He comforts me and strokes my hair, which feels really freaking amazing. He wipes my tears and kisses my forehead softly.

"Honestly y/n I don't know what to say. I'm sorry you have to deal with that, you definitely don't deserve it." He says as he continues to stroke my hair.

I sniffle before thanking him for listening to me. He says he'll listen to me anytime which secretly makes my heart melt a little.

We lay back down once I've calmed down, except this time his arms are wrapped around my waist amd my heads on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. I could stay in this moment forever.

"You should probably get home y/n." I groaned in protest. "You need rest." He countered.

"Fine." I signed, knowing how exhausted I really was.

"Before you go, can I maybe get your number though?"

"Sure" I smiled.

We exchanged numbers and I hugged him goodbye.

"Hey wait y/n," he called after me after I took a few steps toward my house. I turned around and saw him slightly jogging to catch up. "Do you maybe wanna go out with me next weekend? As like a date." He said while rubbing the back of his neck and looking at his feet.

"Of course" I said without even thinking.

He looked up and smiled. That smile. I smiled back.

I hugged him again but before I could pull away fully he grabbed onto my waist and before I knew it he was kissing me to which I obviously kissed back.

It was soft but sweet, just what I needed.  It ended before I wanted it to be but I stayed optimistic, if he kisses you once he'll probably kiss you again I thought besides you do have a date coming up

We smiled at each other and butterflies erupted in my stomach again for like the millionth time tonight.

"Ok well, good night y/n. I'll text you in the morning, yeah?"

"Yeah." I said dreamily. "Good night Chase"

We smiled and headed out separate ways.

I have to admit, I'm not thrilled about going back home and seeing my parents again, but I know I'll survive. I can get through it and Chase can help me.

I head home feeling slightly better than I did when I was heading to the park. I decide I can't talk to my parents tonight, it's still too much for me to process, but we'll talk tomorrow and figure something out. Something that doesn't include me living with my mother.

I just hope we can figure something out and that the week goes by fast, I can't wait for my date with Chase.



A/n: I'm thinking a part 2 where chase and y/n go on their first date and he continues to help her. What do y'all think?

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