The letters that made me fall in love with you

Your not mean (chapter 2)

-Dear Bruce

Every time i think about you i think of flowers their beauty is so calm and so warm i can't help not thinking of you when i see them I can't help but smile at them and can't help to think on what we can be. 

From H.                  <3
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I read the small note, and I was dumb founded this was my first note, well first love note and this little note was making me feel things that i have never felt before, like my heart racing and my face heating up

!BAING!

I froze, I can hear heavy footsteps and then the sink turning on. I needed to get out of there I had class in like four minutes at least the class was not that far, I got up from the toilet seat and picked up my bag i took in a deep breath and opened the stall door, i was trying to act casual and froze at the side of the person in front of the sink.

It was Vance, Vance hopper, it looked like he was washing the blood off his knuckles he most likely got into a fight for him to have bloody knuckles like that."what are you looking at dipshit" Vance said with a raspy voice, I shot up to look at him, he was looking at me through the mirror,
"Umm-n-noting" i say going to the sink shit why am I going there I have to get to class wtf Bruce?!!!?

I put the love note on the sink so I could wash my hands "umm- soooo who did you get in a fight with?"  I say washing my hands and again wtf Bruce?! Small talk really! "Why would you want to know?" Vance said raising an eyebrow. "I mean it looks like you did a number on them" i say looking at his knuckles and turning off the water, Vance didn't say anything and just went to the paper towel dispenser, Vance grabbed the paper towels putting them on his knuckles I lean on the sink a little, watching him use the paper towels as bandages, I thought of it the paper towels aren't really the best thing to bandage something up, especially with tape.

"hey umm Vance would you like me to bandage your hand better, the paper towel here are really rough it would probably bother you all day" Vance looked up from wrapping his hand, he didn't say anything he was just staring at me no emotion visible on his face, it made me a little tense "Won't you be late for your class" vance said raising his eyebrow a little "I can be late it's not like if I'm not going" Vance stared at me for a little and then slowly nodded, he started to unwrap his hand and coming to me and I took my bag off my shoulders to get the little box of bandages I have it because alot of things happens in baseball practice, anyway I get the things I would need to wrap his hands,I hear the bell go on, but I ignore it. I can miss class for just this once I guess.

I reach out my hand, signal Ingham to give me his hand so I could bandage it, he hesitated but did it, his hands are pretty rough as I expected and pretty huge I expect that too. Vance is like 6'0 he is huge, and unlike me who is 5'7, he fucking towers over me "do you get injured a lot?" I snapped out of my thoughts and look up at him "umm no not really but it really comes in handy sometimes,like this for instance I guess?" I replied looking back at his hand I kind of forgot had a bandage because I haven't done it in a while I scrunch my nose, a little. I have a tendency to do that when I get a little confuse.

"Is everything alright?" "Ya it's just I forgot how to do this I haven't done in a while so I forgot, but I think I remember" I whispered it I I wasn't intending it to come out like that, but it did I give him a look to see if he heard me he indeed heard because he give me a little "hmm"

Vance Hopper isn't really that mean, I thought by now, he would be yelling at me or he would be beating me up right now for something very little but I guess not. Sometimes I believe the rumours about him but most of the time they are just ridiculous, at points I don't even know how people believe them.

"I think I'm done" I said looking at Vance "thx I really appreciate it...." I smile a little, and quickly go to a frown "hey on your cheek, it's starting to become a little purple" Vance turn to the mirror to look at himself "I mean I knew they landed a hit, but I really didn't think it would mark" "i could help you cover that up if you want" I replied, "nah Im good I really don't care it has happened so many times already that I just stopped caring" "okay if you say so"

How many fights has he been in for him to stop caring about him getting bruises? I looked down at my watch 9:10 I have 30 minutes of class left. I have English right now. I used to like English, but Miss Banks makes it hard to like it again. right now I think if I walk into the class she's gonna yell at me and I'm not in the mood for that, should I just skip? I mean it is better but at the same time, my mom may find out she doesn't like me skipping class I keep being in my thoughts until.

"Hello? Bruce are you there"
I look up from the floor and I see Vance waving his hand in front of my face, are faces inches apart
"Dam I thought I lost you there for a second" I can hear every single breath he takes it shows how close we are, and why is this making me so flustered? Like what the fuck i think Vance realise because he backed away and straighten up "um did something happened" I say it's okay for me to ask that right? I mean he was the one calling for me

"oh I was saying if you were going to go to your class"