You Talk To Him

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"Thank you," he says for the millionth time, as you catch up with him in the corridor to make sure he's OK.

"It's OK. Jamie's so horrible, stay out of his way at all costs. If he does give you shit again tell me, OK?" You tell him, honestly and firmly.

"OK. Thanks. What's your name by the way?" He murmurs. You notice he speaks very quietly and tries to him behind his fringe.

"Y/N. My name's Y/N. It's so ugly--my mum chose it. What about you?"

"Luke. Luke Hemmings." He says so quietly you have to ask him to repeat it. But cute name.

"What classes do you have today?" You ask. You notice most of the usual corridor crowds have disappeared so you figure it's time for lessons.

"English, Music, um..." He voice dims at the end of the sentence. You start walking down the corridor, as you're late for double science.

"Don't worry! Have fun! English's really good," You call down the dingy hallway.

"OK, thanks." You watch as he lowers his head and his smile fades into a solem kind of stare as he drapes down the stairs.

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sorry it's so short again!!! they are gonna get longer i promiseeeee :)

love y'all x

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