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Alexander's P.O.V.

I. Messed. Up. I upset John and I barely know him. It's just that I got so paranoid, I got so worried. Once I left our dorm- no, his dorm, I began to run. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I don't know where I'm going. I ran outside and sighed. "I'm nice and far now." I said to myself as walked to the nearby park.

I sighed and sat down under a tree with my stuff near me. "I'm such a screw up..." I muttered. I placed my hand on my chest and leaned against the tree. I managed to fall head over heels with someone I just met. I slammed my fist against the ground and sighed. "No use in getting angry..." I muttered and took out a spare journal.

I wrote and wrote. Mostly things about John. Mostly how I wish he was mine. Then I wrote one thing that caught my eye. John Hamilton. I'm in way over my head.

He doesn't even like me. I sighed and closed my journal. I took a smell of the air and rose a brow. "Rain..." I muttered. Just a drizzle, there's nothing wrong with that. Still...it's unsettling. I gathered my things and rushed inside. I have no where to go except my dorm. I trudge back upstairs, hoping to not find a furious John inside my room.

I unlocked the door and I was immediately greeted by sobs. I blinked and covered my mouth when I saw John curled up, clutching his stomach, and sobbing quietly into his other hand. I hesitantly walked over and crouched down near him.

"Are you okay?" I asked softly, in the most soothing voice I could find. John blinked his eyes open and looked at me. He opened his mouth to speak, but it was cut off by a quiet sob. I bit my lip and slipped my hand into the one holding his stomach. John looked at me with big, tearful eyes and my heart plummeted.

"I'm...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry...I'm sorry for...for being such a d-dick..." John stuttered and hiccupped. I used my thumb to wipe his tears and he held my hand over his cheek. I sighed and bit my lip. "It's...it's alright." I said quietly, still trying to soothe him. John sniffled and whimpered.

I finally couldn't take the sadness the surrounded this beautiful man and I crawled into the bed. I wrapped my arms around his torso and pulled him closer. This was the only way I knew how to comfort him and it seemed to work. He relaxed in my arms and nuzzled closer.

I smiled a bit when I realized my crush from today was in my arms. I was holding him. I was comforting him. I was in his bed. I felt whole.

A/N
I'm sorry this took so long. School is difficult and keeping up is difficult. I'll try harder, I promise.

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