If only you could save me || Imagine Dragons Fanfic

Chapter 1

WAYNE

I am sitting at my school desk with a math book in front of me. Our maths teacher, Mister Hopings is watching me and the other students. When I joined last year, I thought it was creepy that he always watched us, but I got used to it. Platz, my friend who is sitting next to me, leans a bit closer to check my answer to a question. Then suddenly there's a knock on the door and the principal, Ms Hannah, comes in with a tall, skinny kid next to her. The kid is dressed in a dark grey sweatshirt and looks at all the people with a half smile and Mister Hopins has some quiet woods with Ms Hannah. He then says, his voice stern,

" This is Dan Reynolds, your new classmate. Right, Reynolds? " The kid nods and Mr. Hopins says, " Speak. " Dan nods and says, " Yes, Sir, I am Dan Reynolds. " Mr. Hopins nods in approval and says, " Take a seat and study. " He nods and sits down on the only empty chair which is in front of my other friend, Ben McKee. Opening his math book, he starts writing. Platz watches him for a few minutes, probably curios, and then he goes back to his math book. I glance at Dan then keep answering questions. Maybe I could make friend with Dan. Me and my best friends, Platz and Ben. It is bad when you have no friends in school. Yes, good idea. My thoughts are interrupted by a yell,

" Reynolds! " I look up and see Dan looking out of a window, as if he wouldn't have even heard Mr. Hopins. As he yells again though, Dan flinched and looks forward,

" Y-yes Sir? "

" Don't stare out of the window, but learn. "

"Yes Sir, sorry Sir. "

" What did you think you were doing?"

" Just thinking" Dan replies then adds, " Sir. " Mr. Hopins shakes his head with an angry sigh.

When it's lunch break, I walk over to Dan. He is scribbling in a notebook but his pen freezes as he notices me, which he instantly does. I gently ask him, " Hey, I'm Wayne. What were you writing?" I take a look and immediately I notice that it has verses, so it's lyrics. He closes the notebook and says, " Nothing. " So it's personal. Let's not push him. I think and I sit down next to him, "How was your first day? " He answers with a bit confused expression, "Well it's not over yet... " I nod and ask, " Um, so do you want to talk? " He hesitates then slowly nods. But then he says, " Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom. " And with that, he leaves.

DAN

As I walk off into the bathroom, I pinch my arm as hard as I can. Stupid Dan, you could have made a friend and walked off! I take deep breaths, trying to calm my fast, anxious ones. Soon I breathe normally again and search for the bathroom. Before I could go far, two guys walk over to me in the hall. One of them suddenly grabs my neck and pushes me against the wall. The other one takes the watch off my hand and puts it on his hand. Damn, I knew it was a bad idea to take the watch when I found in on the street, and now look what it caused. Nevertheless, I will get it back. The guy hold me for a bit then let's me fall to the floor. They grin but then I quickly stand up and rip the watch away then hit the one wo stole it before. Shit, bad idea. Wayne just entered the hall and saw me hit the guy. The guy shrieked," This new guy's not safe! He stole my watch! "

I bite my tongue until I feel blood. Stupid, stupid stupid me! I should have known they'll put the blame on me, but I didn't. Heck, and now that boy's never gonna be my friend. Wayne just looks at us, mostly me, with a shocked expression. He blinks a few times then finally says in a calm voice, "Give it back to them. " I nod, knowing I, the newbie, wouldn't have any chance on convincing Wayne of the truth, and I give the watch to the guys. They grin at each other without letting Wayne see then look at him, " Thanks. " They say and then they walk off. Wayne looks at me for a second more before sighing and walking over to me,

" Why did you need the watch?" He asks. His voice is strangely friendly and gentle. " Don't mess with them, they can be mean jerks. " I nod, not answering the question. I really needed my watch as I doubt I'd be on time without it, but I'm not ready to tell an almost complete stranger that, as it's a bit shameful. Wayne watches me for a moment and then sighs and walks off.

I feel almost ashamed that I didn't say a word. Well, not almost. But only barely. My neck still hurts, and there's a feeling of something missing on my wrist. Well, no way we're getting that back. Now, let's go to the bathroom.

I arrive in the bathroom and it my leg lots of times. I feel so angry at myself. Don't let that happen again, you piece of shit, I tell myself. When I walk out of the bathroom I'm limping. I have to try hard to hide it. At least after some trying it's no so visible. At least people won't know I've been beating myself. Don't know how much I hate myself.

I walk back and go to my classes. When school is over, I walk out of that hell building and notice a guy come over to me. " Hey, can I show you something? " He asks. No, I want to say, but I end up nodding and following him off anyway. We walk around until we reach a big house. " I live here. " The guy says. I start to get even more suspicious. Why was this stupid guy even showing me his house? The guy opens the door and walks into the house, gesturing for me to follow. I'm not sure. But, well, What bad could it be? I walk in. The guy sits down on a big couch in front of a television. Then he pats the couch next to him and I stay where I am, confused and suspicious. He says, " C'mon, sit down. By the way, I'm Daniel Platzman, and my friend Ben McKee said I should show you my house and be your friend."

An image entered my brain. A memory. Of a friend who left me. Who left me one day, who left me crying on the floor. My only friend. Who wasn't even a true friend. No, I can't bear any more friend-but-not-friends. I feel fear spreading through me like a volcano, and I turn. Turn and run. I run out of the front door, run out of the house, run away from the comfy couch. Run away from a memory.