𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍. 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔

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It was the next day at school, and I felt much better

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It was the next day at school, and I felt much better. After telling Hotch about everything, I felt so much better about everything. Dr. Jackson was right; I can't control everything, and I shouldn't try to.

So here I am at school again and ready to see my friends. While I still hate that I couldn't tell them anything, I knew I couldn't just ignore them. I've gotten so close to them in the short time that I've been here that it feels like I've known them since forever.

We all had the same free period, and we always hung out together in the music room during it. I was walking there now to meet up with them. While in the music room, the band either practices a little or writes music. And Flynn and I help if they can't come up with anything to write, or I help Flynn try and find gigs for them to play. It was a fun and chill time we spent together that I always looked forward to it.

I walk into the room and see Reggie sitting alone with his bass guitar in his hands. He was strumming a random riff that was amazing. Once he was done, I started clapping, which scared him.

"Sorry, Reg, I didn't mean to scare you. But that was amazing." I say, walking to him and sitting in the chair next to him.

Reggie laughed, "It's all good, Del. And thanks. It's just a little something I was working on, maybe for our new song."

"Well, it sounds amazing. I can't wait to hear the new song."

Reggie put down his guitar back in its case. We were silent for a while, waiting for the others to come.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Reggie turned to me.

"Technically, you just did but knock yourself out."

He chuckled and shook his head, "Um... are you okay after your panic attack Monday?"

I just stared at him, not expecting that question. It was sweet of him to ask, and I didn't think he would.

"Yeah. Yeah, I am. All thanks to you." I smiled.

"Good. I'm glad. And you are talking to someone about everything?" He asked, and I gave him a confused look.

"It's just after my parents divorced, and my mom put me into therapy so that I could process it. And I know you have to move in with your uncle after your parents... you know. I just think that talking to someone about everything might make you feel better. It-it might not stop the panic attacks, but it still might help you."

I smiled, "You don't have to worry, Reggie. I talked to my uncle about everything just yesterday. And I can say I do feel better, and my uncle does have me in therapy. That's where I go every Tuesday and Thursday after school."

"Oh, okay. Good." He said.

"Thanks for caring about me, Reg," I said, facing him. "It means a lot to me."

He faced me with a smile, "Of course, Del. You never have to thank me for caring about you. You mean a lot to me and-and to the group."

"Yeah."  I smiled.

We just stared at each other with a smile on our faces. I was looking into his eyes. His bright green eyes that just held some comfort whenever I looked at them. They made me feel safe as I stared at them.

I saw Reggie look down at my lips, and I found myself looking at his. We both start to lean forward, ready to touch our lips. This was going to be my first kiss. And I was excited. I had never felt like this with anyone before. It was new and scary at the same time, but I wanted it to happen. I wanted to kiss him and for him to kiss me.

As our lips were about to touch and we closed our eyes, the door to the music room opened. We quickly pulled away at the sound of the door and our friends laughing as they entered.

"Woah. Were we interrupting something?" Luke asked with a smug smile on his face.

"No." "Nope." Reggie and I said.

"Then why are you guys so close? And why did you pull away from each other so quickly?" Alex said, teasing us.

"No-no reason. Now, are-are we gonna write a song or-or what?" Reggie stammered out.

The group laughed, "Sure." "Let's do this." That say.

I saw Flynn and Julie look at each other with a smile, but I brushed it off. They all came and sat down as Reggie and Luke grabbed their guitars, and Alex pulled out his drumsticks. I just keep my head down as they prep everything they need.

As the band was writing their new song, Reggie and I was sneaking glances at each other. It was whenever the other wasn't looking, but we sometimes-locked eyes. But we would quickly look away and start blushing.

After spending the whole period finishing their new song, we all walked out of the class and headed to the next lesson. I had my next class with Julie, and we walked together. When we got into the classroom, we went to our seats, waiting for the class to start.

"Hey, Del, want to come to my house after school? Flynn wants to hang out just us girls." Julie asked.

"Yeah, sure. I just have to let my uncle know."

"Great." She said with a bright smile.

I looked at her, confused. I wondered why she seemed so happy about me going to her house. But I just shook my head, just ignoring it.






































































































A/N:
a cute moment between Del and Reggie.
this chapter was so cute to write. i love Del and Reggie together and i hope you guys do too.
hope you enjoy.
bye!!!!

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