The boy with ocean eyes

Chapter three

"She didn't need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was"

Once I've explained and assured mum that he's just a friend I get to my room and this night is different to many past nights: I'm not crying, having a panic attack, screaming abuse at myself or wanting to cut myself. This night I'm falling asleep with a giant smile plastered on my face thinking about the person who put it there. I've only just met this guy yet it feels like I've known him my whole life. Harvey small is a life changer and hopefully not a heart breaker.

I've never had that close of a connection to someone except abbie. This feels like it's moving so fast but my feet are still firmly on the ground. If this only lasts a few days atleast it was good.

I'm walking out my door to school where I'm actually going to go today, sadly not spending the day with Harvey. Thinking about him makes my heart beat faster. My bestfriend and only friend, Abbie, is waiting outside my house ready to walk to school. She sees the grin that's taken over my usual grumpy features and mirrors it silently questioning it to herself. Abbie has anxiety yet she still try's to put me first . She doesn't know that I cut but she does know about poppy and dad. She was the one who stood by my side at the funerals and answered my calls in the middle of the night when I was crying so much that I couldn't sleep. Even though she had her own personal issues she still helped me out with mine and set hers aside. But if I told her about my deeper issues it would break her, she's very fragile. Anything could break her either expected or unexpected. The problem with abbie is that she is drop dead gorgeous with her long, glossy, blonde hair and curvy figure. Well that's not the problem, the problem is boys. She mad for them. She gets one and thinks it's going to last forever, they get her in bed then ditch her. And so it carries on with many guys. She doesn't see that she's getting used but I guess if it makes her happy for a bit. But they shatter her and then I'm left to glue back the pieces. She really deserves a guy who treats her like she's human not a toy. She was new to the school in year eight (age 12-13) and became friends with the three most popular girls at our school Charlotte, Meg and Lauren. One day she saw me sitting alone in the canteen and came over and made conversation with me and ever since that day it's just been me and her. She never went back to the girls much to their disappointment. They accuse me of 'stealing' her and have hated me ever since.

We're walking along sharing my earphones when my phone buzzes. We supposedly tell eachother everything which is a promise I broke a long time ago. So we both glance at my phone. Oh no.
Hotty 😍💕:
Hotty: meet me outside the school gates after school, don't let your little ass be late X

I curse under my breathe preparing myself for the bombardment of questions that is about to be thrown my way.
"LILLY!" "ABBIE!" I mirror making her more frustrated. "Who the hell is 'hotty' ,heart eyed emoji and two hearts?!?" "Shut up" I hiss as we have entered the school gates and our bickering has earned us a few stares. "Don't tell anyone, promise?" "Of course, I won't tell my mountains of friends" her eyes shine, amused with her sarcasm as she in fact is only friends with me. "Basically Harvey stole my phone and put his number in and we've started talking" I ramble quickly eager to escape this conversation. "Harvey?! As in the actual Harvey small?!?" "Yes now shut up" I hiss back to avoid people overhearing and starting rumours. "You lucky little shit" I smile my smuggest smile back knowing that it'll annoy her. She hits my arm playfully "hey, what was that for!" "Because you know your a lucky little shit" "you should be happy for me abs" I hang my head low knowing that she'll give in and give her big puppy-dog eyes. She rolls her eyes and huffs "of course I'm happy for you lil I just don't want you to get hurt" here we go another heartfelt speech coming right up. "I'm eighteen abs I can deal with a hot boy" "I know, I know you just deserve happiness and if Harvey gives you that then good, if he doesn't I'm going to rip his balls off and hang them outside my front door" this is why she is my best friend. I'm about to answer when someone puts their hands in front of my eyes and stops me from walking. "Lilly? Ohhhh see you later lil!" She hums as she walks away "no! Abbie! Wait!" . "Who is this?" "Guess" a deep husky voice wipers in my ear leaving goosebumps down my arms and the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. "Hmmm" I ponder knowing who it is instantly. "Prince Harry is that you?oh wait no it's prince William I knew you would come!" Harvey spins me around and looks down into my eyes so I'm drowning in his ocean. He chuckles "seriously?" "Yup" I grin back. "You. Miss Lilly Connell are some thing else" ."so prince William how are you today?" "I'm grand princess Lillian, how are you my majesty?" "Well the servant gave me the wrong tea cup and saucer this morning that did not match!" "How disgraceful miss Lilly!" . We laugh together until tears are rolling down our cheeks as we swap rolls with posh accents. After we compose our selves Harvey walks me to photography and he goes to art. I've never seen Harvey's art work but rumours say that he's an amazing sketcher.