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Song: Boys Like You by Anna Clendening Requested by: louminerale on tumblr First person POV and Second person POV
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Before I met Tom I'd already given up. I never felt good enough. I would always walk around school with earphones in and my music blasting through them. I knew who Tom was but I didn't know if he knew who I was even though we share some classes. But this one day I wasn't really looking where I was going, as cliche at it may sound, but I turned around the corner of the hallway and bumped into him. My phone fell of my hands pulling the earphones out of my ears which I winced a bit at. I pulled my backpack closer to my back and rolled one of my sweater sleeves up and leaned down to grab my phone but hit something hard along the way. "Ow," another voice along mine was heard. I looked up to see who it was, it was Tom Holland. Every girl had a crush on him, and he was the boy your mom would warn you about.
I looked away from him, feeling uncomfortable I pulled my sweater sleeves to my palms and hold them there. It was a thing I did when I felt uncomfortable or nervous mostly around guys because I always felt so small and not enough for them.
He cleared his throat and I looked up a little and he had a small smile on his face with his hand stretched with my phone and earphones on it. I stared at my phone and earphones that was in his hand and debated whether to take them, I was scared to move.
"Are you going to take them back?" My eyes shifted back to him and saw that he had a teasing smile on his face. My mind immediately started thinking he was making fun of me and that he must think i'm a loser but he really only was trying to make you feel comfortable. I grabbed my phone from his hands and as I pulled my arm back he grabbed my arm and I just winced. I winced because my cat scratched me so bad in the morning and I had just covered it with a bandaid instead of telling my mom about it. Tom lost his smile and cocked his head to the side. His eyes drifted to my arm and didn't even hesitate about raising my sleeve up. I saw his jaw clenched and he closed his eyes. Tom didn't know what to do or how to feel. He had a crush on her for so long and she didn't even know it. He always saw y/n on the hallways with her earphones in. He always saw her from a far but sat close to her in her classes. Knowing that she cuts herself made him feel mad and angry at himself because he thought he could have done something to make her feel better but instead he is scared to tell her how he feels about her. Y/n just stared at him in confusion. Why would he care if I had a cut that my cat did? It's no big deal.... Oh.
"Oh no... it's not what it looks like, my c-" "What does it look like then?" y/n was confuse because why would he care so much about a cut. Yeah it looks like she cut herself but in reality she just has a mean old cat who likes to scratch and fight a lot.
"Tom I have a cat. A really old grumpy cat," he looked confuse at what she was telling him. "And this has to do with the cuts because..." he drifted the sentence off waiting for y/n to finish it.
"Because he scratched me. He likes to fight a lot and just kill anything. I bet he was trying to kill me." She was lost in her thought. Maybe the cat is just evil.
"Okay... Well I would go to the hospital to get that stitched up or something," She still wondered 'why is Tom still talking to me?' Of all the girls in the school he decides to talk to me in the hallway and show that he cared about what I do?
"Yeah I didn't want to worry my mom so i just cleaned it myself and covered it." Tom looked at her face, looking at her beauty that y/n didn't know she had.
"How about I take you? My mom is a nurse at the hospital so it won't be much trouble really." But going with him meant skipping school and it's just fourth period which meant you had lunch next period.
"Um I don't know. I can't skip class Tom-" "Don't worry about that I can handle that. So you coming?" He was starting to walk towards the entrance of the school. You looked around and saw some girls and guys looking at you and Tom. You looked down at you phone and saw you had one minute before the bell rang. You've never skipped and you didn't want this to be the first time.
"I'm sorry but I can't," I walked to Tom and stopped him before he could head out. He turned around and looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, "what? Look I get it if you don't want to go because you don't want to be around me but yo-"
"I don't want to skip class that's why I don't want to skip. Thank you for caring enough that you were willing to take me to the hospital and even skip class for me but i'm fine you don't have to worry about someone like me." I smiled at him and turned around and headed to class trying to get to class in time before the tardy bell.
