Imagines H.G.

Shattered Glass

She was like glass shattered in anger. She was broken. Yet she could become something so beautiful if someone had tried to fix her.

Some people see the broken pieces and avoided her and others saw themselves, but still seemed to dislike her for that reason. It was like she showed people who they truly were.

She was a nobody but something so extraordinary at the same time.

Hayes' POV

"Dude stop", I laugh at my friend as he pushes me into the lockers repeatedly.

He ignores me obviously and shoved into the lockers again. But this time instead of hitting the cold, hard metal lockers. I hit something soft and warm.

I turn around and see the fragile figure of a girl about my age. She was wearing leggings and a big sweater going down to her knees. She tucked her long blonde hair behind her ear and looks at me with her big blue eyes.

"I'm sorry", she whispers hanging her head.

"No, it's completely my fault", I say smiling down at her, she only could've been at least 5'0.

She smiles at me and starts to walk away.

"Wait where are you going", I ask curious about her.

"Um, class", she giggles in a duh kind of tone.

"Oh, whats your name?", I ask her.

" y/n" she answers walking back to me.

"Do you mind waiting for me after class, I'd like to get go know you more",I ask hopefully.

"Yeah I'll be here", she smiles walking away.

She was beautiful. But so shy, I couldn't help but notice she seemed sad. Like she couldn't forget something that happened in her life and now it haunts her every day. She just seemed... Broken.

*end of Hayes POV*

He did it. He actually befriended her. Her first friend. Just a simple gesture and he was already fixing her. Putting her broken pieces back together. Making her whole.

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