The Bad boy saved me?

Five//Friend Request

My dad keeps asking if I'm okay.
I keep saying yes.
I scrolled down my Facebook, passing pictures of mainly animals because that's just my feed, I refreshed the page and started scrolling again. When I came to the recommended friends, I stopped.
I looked at the picture, why does that boy look so familiar? I clicked onto the profile, clicking on his profile picture and scrolling through his previous ones.
Where had I seen him? His name was Kaden Avery.
His skin was quite tanned but still quite light, his hair was chocolate brown, sweeping over his forehead but not covering his eyes, his eyes, his eyes were an icy blue colour with a tint of ocean blue, my favourite colour. His lips were a pale pink and he had a few freckles scattered across his face. He was beautiful but he seemed odd. Wrong almost, like his face was..happy but his eyes were cold and lost.
I closed his profile pictures, where do I know him from?
I racked my brain but I couldn't figure it out.
I'll never meet him so I guess it doesn't really matter, I thought as I clicked the 'add as a friend' button, pending.
I clicked onto a new tab and went onto tumblr, I scrolled through my feed which had mainly pictures of Troye Sivan edits because Troye Sivan is just everything, sorry not sorry.
After about 20 minutes of scrolling through tumblr, I click back onto facebook, when I click on the friend request tab it reads.
'Kaden Avery has accepted your friend request, write on his profile now'
So he accepted it.
Maybe he recognises me?
And then it beeps,
I have a message.
From Kaden Avery.

Kaden-Hi
You-Hello
Kaden-How are you?
You-I'm alright and you?
Kaden-I'm good
You-Have I seen you before?
Kaden-I know a lot of people so probably
You-Hmm..
Kaden-You do look familiar as well...tell me when you remember where you know me from
You-My memory sucks
Kaden-join the club
You-I started the club
Kaden-Could've guessed as much
You-I have to go sigh
Kaden-Okay, message me some time?
You-Okay
Kaden-okay
-You logged off-
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I was now sitting at the dinner table with my father,
I was pushing my tuna pasta around my plate and the boredom was killing me.
"Doing anything today?"he asked, putting a spoonful of lasagna into his mouth.
Lasagna is disgusting and I swear everyone in this town eats it all the time.
"I'm going for a walk"I said, pushing my plate away from me, standing up abruptly and going to get my shoes.
I was in black skinny jeans, black converse, a tank top and a over-sized white hoodie, my hair was tied up into a bun and I was listening to broken home by 5 seconds of summer.