Apologies • LH

The One Where He Comes

Rosie's POV 🌹

I shuffled to the bathroom to try an escape the embarrassment and attention I caused. Oh god, I hate being like this. Alone and a mess. I need someone. I can't do this on my own, but I know no one will come and help me. I'm nothing special, I'm me. That's the problem, me. (lol I didn't expect it to get this depressing) Oh god, Oh god. Fuck, I'm not religious, but at this moment whilst I'm sitting in the girls bathroom crying. I pray, I'm not quite sure for what. But for something. For someone.
I can't tell anyone, not even my parents. They don't believe in anything other then god. They won't believe I've been struggling. Like they care. I just want to disappear into a pit and never crawl out.

After I finally calmed down from my small panic attack. I leave the bathroom and it's very dirty and uncomfortable floor. I debate going to class. If I go, I'll get killed by my parents and teacher for being late. If I don't go I'll get killed by my parents and teacher. I decide not to go and to leave.

After what it felt like hours of walking -most likely 10 minutes - my mind wonders to the blonde boy, Luke. He had eyes like the ocean, so deep and blue. If Staring into them means drowning, that would be fine by me. It wasn't an unknown fact that Luke was an attracti- well let me rephrase that, a fucking hot boy.

As I'm walking across the field to go right to the back by the woods, I hear distant laughter. I ignore it and walk closer to my little tree that I was trying desperately hard to reach. I hear it again, louder this time. I look around trying to spot where it was from, I see a bunch of boys, obviously skipping as was I. As I pay more attention I realise that they are laughing at me.

"Oy ginger, come here babe." I immediately recognised who that voice belonged to. Luke. Well fuck. I walk over to them, swallowing the lump in my throat. "Your throat hurt?" One asks that I barely know, Calum from my English. I flip him off and get an oooh in response from the boys.

My cheeks burning bright red, "What do you want Luke, to know what music I'm listening to now?" I spit out.

"Actually yes." He reply's with a sly grin.
"Oh um," Fuck I didn't know that he would've said yes, "Oh well I'm listening to Foo Fighters right now, ever heard of them? They're pretty good." I say, somewhat forgetting about the incident from earlier and letting myself get lost into his eyes.

"Actually yes. I never thought i'd say this but you've got an amazing music taste, Rosie." The way he says that rolls perfectly off his tongue like a love song written just for me.

"Well than-" I start to say but then get cut off by a screaming, we all turn to see and get met with a furious principal.
"Get inside, all of you!" He screams, spit spraying from his mouth."Detentions for the next week. See you tonight." We all get ushered out off the field and escorted to our next class one by one. Soon enough it was me and Luke, as our classes are next to each other, he see's me go. I turn my head
"See you tonight, beautiful" he winks and walks into his classroom. I also walk into my class burning bright red dreading of tonight.