Chapter 2 - Love Street

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You guys have been friends for months now and grew really close, he's the only friend you have at Vermont high school one day you show up to school and go to class sitting down next to him "Heyy! " He looks up from the book he's reading and sees you, his heart sinks as he sees the happiness in your eyes whenever your around him knowing it's not gonna be there much longer, he smiles "hey.. "

You grin at him in response "Do you want to hang out after school later? " His heart aches at the thought of telling you he's moving away, He hesitates but he knows he has to tell you, he can't leave you hanging like this, He sighs softly. "I...uhh, actually need to tell you something after school.. "

You raise an eyebrow and brush it off looking up at the chalk board "okay then, " As the teacher starts writing on the board, he can't help but stare at the back of your head, thinking about all the good times he's had with you and wishing he could stay, He takes a deep breath and whispers. "I'm moving to Massachusetts..."

You freeze... Your heart sinking at his words feeling everything around you turn dark again, an aching feeling in your heart, you slowly turn around and look at him "w-what? " He looks down, unable to meet your gaze, his voice barely above a whisper. "I have to move to Massachusetts. My dad got a new job and we have to relocate." He takes a deep breath, trying to prepare for the pain he knows is coming.

You stare at him with a unreadable expression, your heart sinking with each second "Y-you can't... Your the only person I have" His own heart is breaking as he sees the pain in your eyes, he reaches a hand out to try and comfort you but stops midway, knowing it won't be enough, he sighs softly. "I.. have... to"

You go silent. feeling everything around you collapse it feels like someone is stabbing you in the stomach and heart repeatedly, panic filling your veins . but you don't respond instead you silently look back at the board with no expression on your face. He watches as you turn back to the board, feeling like he's lost you already, the silence between you is deafening, he can sense the panic and pain radiating from you, he feels helpless, like he's watching you slip away and can't do anything to stop it

A couple hours later after silence you raise up a trembling hand trying to get the teachers attention, the teacher looks at you * "yes Y/N? " you slowly put your trembling hand back down "may I please be excused...? " you ask quietly your voice breaking slightly, the teacher accepts and you slowly make your way out of the classroom, your hair hanging in your face so no one can see your expression. He watches you leave, his heart heavy in his chest, as the classroom door closes behind you he finally allows himself to feel the full weight of what's happening, his eyes sting with unshed tears, he blinks quickly trying to get rid of them before anyone notices

You silently make your way to the bathroom and slide down the bathroom stall, tears pouring down your face you know you shouldn't be so attracted to him but you can't help it a couple minutes later He can't stop himself from following you, he hovers at the bathroom door uncertain if he should follow or give you some space, his heart aching to comfort you but not wanting to overstep but he can't help it, he opens the bathroom door gently and steps inside. He makes his way over to the stall you're in, he leans against it, his voice soft as he speaks "Hey, are you okay? Do you want me to leave you alone?"

You freeze as you hear him you quickly wipe the tears off her face "i-im fine I'll be out soon! " you try to sound convincing but he's not falling for it, His heart sinks at the tone of your voice, he can tell you're trying to be strong but he can also hear the cracks of vulnerability underneath, he places a hand on the stall door "Y/N... let me in.. "

You go silent and hesitantly open the stall but refuse to make eye contact , he steps into the stall, closing the door behind him, he leans against it, his heart breaking as he sees you like this. He reaches out a hand to gently lift your chin so you have no choice but to meet his gaze "Look at me Y/N..."

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