Help me?

Hurt

Grace's POV
I had a great week at camp but I good friend of mine had to leave. He asked the sign out guy to tell me he was sorry. Well its good I was heading back home today. I got loaded up in the car and was on my way home. I arrived home and quickly unpacked my things. I told mom I was going to the park. She told me okay.

I got to the park and found a bench where no one was. I started crying hard. My heart was shattered in a trillion pieces. It hurt so bad, I was groaning from the heart ache. Someone started rubbing my back. I tensed up. I looked up not caring how big a mess I was. I see a boy around my age maybe 2 years older."What's wrong love? " he asked worriedly. "I was having a great time at one of my camps when a friend I was close with had to leave BC of a accident. Anyway he told the guy at the check out to tell me he was sorry for everything!" I sobbed. By now my face is buried in the crook of his neck. He was still calming me down."I'm Grace by the way,would you like to come have dinner with my mom and I? "I ask." Well Grace, I'm Niall,I would love too. I love food." He said excitedly. I walked back to my house with him. "Mom? I've got someone who's going to be eating with us!" I call. She came out of the kitchen. "Grace,may I ask who this is?" She said." Mom,chill his name is Niall,I met him at the park,he comforted me!" I said. "Comforted you?" She questioned.  "Yes mom,a friend of mine at camp had to leave BC he had a family situation come up! I didn't get told anything til the end by the sign out guy. That's were I was,I went to the park and cried on a bench." I admitted."Okay! Its good you've found someone new to be friends with!" She said with relief. I nodded. "So Niall,while we're waiting on the food how about we go up to my room and get to know each other?" I ask. He nods and follows me up the stairs. I open my room door to reveal my Mint green walls with crème colored panels and boards. "Wow,I love your room color,green is my favorite color!" He said excited now. "Really? Mine too. I actually picked these colors." I say. "Yep!" He says popping the p." Okay, favorite food?" He asked with his accent. "I don't have a favorite. I love ALL food!" I reply." I already know we're going to be good friends!" He said.