You've always been bullied at school but yet, you've managed to put up with it. Until today. The insults you could handle, it was the phyiscal assults you couldn't put up with. You left school early, not wanting to put up with it anymore. The sky was grey, just like your mood. In times like this, there was one place where you go. That's where you headed. It was about 10 minutes from your school and hardly anyone was every there.
You take a seat on the river bank as the wind blew your hair around, and your makeup was running down your face but at this time you couldn't care less. After a while of just sitting there you let out a huge scream, and continued to cry, not caring if anyone heard or saw you.
You were about to leave when you saw someone was standing amongst the trees. You stand up cautiously and began to walk away, every now and again glancing back at the figure in the tree line. By now the sun was setting so making out a face was near enough impossible.
The next day.
You decided to skip school today since you couldn't handle the questions from people especially from the teachers. Questions like: what happened to your face? Is anything happening at home that we should know about? And most probably the favourite one at all, come talk to us if you need anything. But do they really care? The answer was simple, no they don't but they have to act like they care.
The park. That's where you planned to go today. You get up and put on a pair of skinny jeans that were ripped, and a baggy jumper which slumped off one of your shoulders. It wasn't cold outside but you needed to hide the bruises and scars on your arms. You put a black beanie to hold y/h/c hair out of the way. Plus a pair of black converse. You grab your phone and rucksack which contained your sketch pad, pencils, and headphones. Then you head to the park, which no one was there, luckily.
You find a tree and put on some music. Then you begin to draw whatever came to mind.
After a couple of doodles of wilted flowers a boy came to the park and sat against another tree in the park with his friends. His figure looked familiar but you couldn't quite place it. He wore black skinny ripped jeans and a grey hoodie with a black bandana holding the hair back. You studied his face for a while and began sketching his body with the tree in the background.
After a good 20 minutes it was nearly done. You kept glancing at the boy in question throughout your drawing to make sure you get every detail correct. This time you glanced up and he was gone. You looked down at the pad and realised that now you couldn't finish the drawing - there was no face. Just the alignment lines for eyes, nose and mouth. The hair was complete and ear, posture and clothing, plus the background. But without the face it wasn't complete.
"That's good" a voice said from behind you making you jump over the music. In defence you pull the pad closer to your chest begin conscious of someone watching.
"Thanks" you mumble
The voice didn't talk anymore and you didn't look up to see who it was. You glanced back to the tree and saw that the boy was seated back there and smiled at you. Naturally you smiled back and decided now was the time to fill in the facial details. A curly haired boy ran over to him and spoke to him. Cleary about you because the boy you were drawing jogged over and sat beside you.
" the names kian" he said confidently.
"I'm y/n" you say blushing slightly. Quickly you hide your drawing so he don't see but you do this unsuccessful because Kian grabs your pad.
"This me..?" He questions looking at the drawing admiringly.
Shyly you nod. "This is so good" he looks at you smiling like the Cheshire Cat. "Erm. My friend came over earlier and he said you were shy"
"Oh" is all you say. So that's who spoke to you.
He chuckled at your shyness. "So. Since you've checked me out so much want to get some food? Drink?"
All you can do is nod. The Kian Lawley. Your celebrity crush. The Kian Lawley. The YouTube star.
You two head off to the nearest cafe to grab something to eat and drink.
