The boy with ocean eyes

Chapter one

"She can paint a lovely picture,but this story has a twist. Her paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrists"

I knew I was the only one who could help but would I have the guts to do it? He was just standing there. In my spot. Right where I longed to be. How could I stop someone from suicide when it was something I'd been debating over ever since the day my life got turned upside down. How did he even know it was here? Why is everything that I stumble into so complicated? So here I am just a teenage girl,trying to save a boy ,who is so unaware that he's saving me.

I pull my hoodie closer to my body as I suddenly feel more self conscious when I step through the doors of hell otherwise know as school to the others. Oblivious to what was going to happen later that day. I call everyone the 'others' because they don't know how I feel and they don't give a damn about what anyone feels because their too caught up in how they look. Nobody knows how it feels to be me, lilly connel. I just float my way through school and no body bothers me.
I weave my way through the wave of people in the corridors and make my way to my first lesson. Maths. Kill me now. I sit in my usual spot at the back of the class by the window.

Finally I finish my lessons for the most of the day and have an hour break. I make my way down to the bottom of the school where I find myself making my way up the old, winding,dusty stairs to the old bell tower. I jump as when I peer round the door I see a figure standing on the edge. In my spot. How did they know it's here? No body's been up the tower for years. They must have followed me the last time I came up here. I come up here when I'm really down, I stand on the edge counting myself down to jump but have always cowered out of it. I carefully scan my eyes over the figure and that's when it hits me. Thoughts rush through my mind debating whether what I see is right or not. It's Harvey small. It's the most popular guy in the school who so happens to be in my year. Why would the most popular guy in the school be up here? His muscular body shakes as he sobs. It hurts me to see him hurting so bad that he wants to end his own life. He always seems so bubbly and happy either messing around with his mates or chatting up a girl. Just shows that not all smiles are genuine. Over the past few months I've become the ultimate master of fake smiles so much so that I feel like I've forgotten how to smile a genuine smile. I gently set my bag down, alongside his, against the wall and make my way over to join him on the edge. He sees me and gives me a quick side glance before looking back down to the ground. "It's so temping isn't it? But you really don't need to this and you've got so much to live for so please just step away from the edge" I plead hoping my words will miraculously help. He inhales deeply making his chest rise then slowly exhales. By this point I'm shaking like leaf getting thrown along the floor by the wind. He steps back and he collapses on the floor in tears. It's a natural instinct for me so I pull him into a hug which he gladly receives and pulls me tighter to his body. So here I am with the hottest guy ever wrapped in my arms up a abandoned old bell tower.

We sit like this for ages until his sobs slowly come to a stop. He pulls his face out of the crook of my neck and his Gorgeous tear stained face appears. We slowly pull apart and there's suddenly a part of my that wants to pull him closer again. But I mentally scold myself and look down at my converses. I feel a hand under my chin and he pulls my head up as he scans my face. "Wow..your.." "Not the girl you wanted to see? I know I get that a lot" his face suddenly changes and his eyebrows pull together "oh my god that was so friken cute" . Im suddenly speechless as i say my thoughts out loud. "Sorry, I didn't mean that I just-" he stops my rambling by putting a finger on my lips. "Shh what I was going to say was your beautiful and thank you" " for what?" "Saving me, changing my mind" "oh.but why? Why are you here Harvey?". He slides down against the wall and crosses his legs, he gestures for me to join him so I sit down opposite him. "You don't need to tell me you know, just promise me that you'll never do it again?" He smiles, a genuine one this time "promise, but I can't keep it" "please" " no I can't because promises aren't meant for humans because we weren't made to keep them". I'm not much of a talker I'd rather sit and think to myself but this statement just takes all the words right out my mouth. "But what I really want to know, Lilly connel, is why such a beautiful girl like you is doing up here?" I suddenly feel trapped and just want to get out. I swiftly grab my bag hiding my face from Harvey so he can't see the tears falling down my face. I run down the winding stairs before he can catch up with me and out of the school gates and run all the way home.