"What did you think of the guys?" Luke asked, today we had decided to go out to the field instead of staying in the music room, we were sitting next to each other with our backs against a tree.
"I like them" I smiled "they're hilarious"
"Yeah they're the best. Have you and Lauren been friends for long?"
"Around three years I think?"
"Michael was so into her"
"I know right! She was dying for him too" I laughed "they would make a cute couple"
Luke just laughed and nodded, we sat there in a comfortable silence untill his phone signalled he'd gotten the so dreaded text, making us both sigh.
He got up and gathered all his things, muttering 'I'm sorry' and 'i have to go's. As he was walking away my mouth seemed to get a mind of it's own as I blurted out the question that had been on my mind for so long.
"Who was that?"
"Sorry?" He turned around to face me.
"Who texts you every day that makes you run like that? Who are you so afraid of?"
"I uh...it's..." he sighed and ran a hand through his hair "I'll tell you later I really have to go" He turned around and ran away until he was out of sight.
I sighed and got up, gathering all my things before starting the walk to my house, I knew the question made him uncomfortable but my curiosity was eating me away and I was worried about him, he seemed to be terrified of whoever this person was and I wanted to help him with it. He had to tell me sooner or later.
That Night I rolled around in bed for hours thinking about all the possible options of who it might be, maybe I was being nosey but, despite only knowing him for a short time, I really cared about Luke and considered him a great friend, I didn't want anything bad to happen to him.
Soon after midnight tiredness took over me and I finally fell asleep.
***
The next morning in school Luke seemed nervous around me, he would bite his lip a lot and avoid eye contact.
"Luke"
"Yeah?" he looked at me for a brief second before looking at the ground again.
"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I'm not going to push you into anything, just know I'm here if you need to talk"
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair before finally looking up at me
"No, I wanna tell you, I do, I'm just kind of nervous I guess. I'll tell you today after school okay?" He gave me a small smile.
"Thank you" I smiled "I have to get to class now, see you in the music room?"
"Yeah..." he muttered softly while nodding his head.
Luke's p.o.v
The whole day I could not focus in my classes thinking about Hailey. I hated talking about my home or past, but at the same time I wanted to tell hailey, felt safe with her, like she was not going to judge me or leave me. In spite all of that I was still nervous as hell.
When the last bell finally rang I went to put my things in my locker and then walked to the music room. I sat on a chair and just waited for her, trying to figure out what I was going to say. Then the door opened.
Hailey's p.o.v
When I walked into the music room Luke was already there, tapping his foot nervously and looking at the ground. The sound of the door opening made him look up, his eyes followed me as I got a chair and sat down in front of him, he looked really nervous.
"Luke you don't have to t-"
"I want to" he cut me off "I just don't really like to talk about it...but I want to" I nodded and waited for him to speak, he took a deep breath before starting.
"When I was a younger I lived in a really happy home. My brother and I were really close and my parents were happy...Then one night when i was about fourteen my brother got really drunk, his car crashed and he died...he was only nineteen...my parents were devastated and from there things only went downhill" he took a shaky breath and swallowed hard "my parents started fighting a lot, but after a while they found a better way to let their frustrations out...me. they started hitting me and getting really abusive, physically and mentally, they would call me worthless, a piece of shit, a mistake, saying I was good for nothing...the list just goes on. It never really stopped" his stare was distant and I could tell he was holding back tears, his pained eyes would get watery every once in a while but he would swallow and blink a lot or bite his lip to stop the tears from comming out "when I stay here with you my mom gets mad at me for comming home late and I guess you know what happens when she gets mad..."
"Why do you stay then?"
"Because" he said looking into my eyes through his glossy ones "you and music are my only escape from my reality"
I was speechless. It hurt to see him like this, to know he was suffering but there was nothing I could do about it killed me.
"I'm so sorry Luke" I threw my arms around him and he buried his face in my neck, I could feel his chest going up and down rapidly as he took fast, shaky breaths to try to keep himself from crying "Hey it's okay, you can cry, you don't have to be strong all the time" I whispered. Then he crumbled.
His tears were running down my neck, quiet sobbs escaping his lips and his body trembling in my arms while I rubbed his back. After a while he stopped crying and he slowly released from the hug, looking at me with puffy eyes, he looked like a five year old that just woke up from a nightmare. He looked vulnerable.
"I'm sorry..." he said softly, looking down.
"You have nothing to be sorry about Luke, it's okay" he just kept his eyes on the ground "can I... can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah?"
"Why do you not have bruises?"
"My parents are anything but stupid" he chuckled bitterly "they always do it in places that are not visible unless I take my clothes off"
"Oh" just then his phone rang
"Shit" he sighed
"I'm so sorry you have to go back there"
"It's fine, I'm used to it"
"I'll get you out of there some day, I promise" he just nodded.
We got up and I hugged him tight, getting on my tiptoes to reach him
"I'm sorry"
"It's fine, really, I'm okay" he sighed "bye Hailey"
"Bye"
A/N
My heart.
I'm supposed to be doing homework but instead I decided to write this and it broke my heart oh my god. Anyway pleaseeeeee vote and comment what you think of this? I really appreciate feedback.
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