𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 • 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠

them making you
cry as enemies...

• 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 •

Great start to my week; I'm on my period. So naturally, I'm going to be emotional and sensitive.

But anyway, I've got to push through.

Like normal, I get dressed, pack some of my textbooks into my hangbag and left my dorm for classes.

Soon enough, my least favourite part of the whole day came around.

My 2nd and 3rd class which were both DADA. And Tom was in both of them. And just to my luck. He sat next to me.

I sit down in my seat, trying not to even look at him. He's at the other side of the classroom chatting with his friends.

The professor hadn't arrived yet, so the class was still a little talkative and not everyone was in their assigned seats.

I was chatting with one of my friends who sat infront of me, but quickly sat down properly when the lesson started.

Tom sat next to me too, and I didn't even look at him. I didn't put any makeup on today, and my hair was just in a pony.

No effort. I didn't cake makeup on everyday, but just mascara and lipgloss always helped.

"You're look way worse than usual today, huh? And that's saying something."

I ignore him, but it does hurt a little.

"You shy? Cat got your tounge?"

"Stop, Tom." I mumble and he chuckles.

I start doing my work, an activity that was passed, while Tom just doesn't shut up.

"Less effort than usual today? Not that anything can help. You look like you-"

My lip starts trembling, tears prickling my eyes. I try and blink them away but I think he realizes.

"You're gonna cry?"

"N- No. No, Tom, stop." I say quietly.

He raises a brow this time. "Okay, jeez. Dramatic much?"

"I'm not being dramatic, Tom! Y- You're so mean to me! All the time!" I say, not yelling but louder than a whisper.

I don't even ask to be excused, I just leave. Like I said, I was very emotional my looks are one of the things I care about and like... damn.

I was probably going to regret this later and he probably was going to continue being a prick after this.

I jog down the halls, my tears blurring my vision. I end up, not lost. Just... not knowing where I am.

It's a basic hallway. No one around. I let myself just fall on my butt, knees up to my face.

"Y/n? For fucks sake, where are you?!"

Tom's voice echoes through the end of the hallway and I quieten down a little. The last thing I need is him here.

"Y/n... don't cry. Please."

I try and get up and I feel Tom behind me as I walk away. He doesn't stop me, just comes up infront of me.

He holds my elbows so that I don't bump into him and I scoff. "Leave me alone."

"I'm sorry. Y/n, don't be like that with me."

"Be like that with you? You're like this all the time with me! You- You're always such a prick!"