Give Me a Chance

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Trigger Warning: Mentions of Child Abuse

•Chance's POV•

"WHAT?!" I exclaim.
"You promised you would freak out!"
"Axel.. you have to tell someone."
"Yeah? Like who..?" Axel asks.
I shrug. "Uhh, I don't know, how about the fucking police."
"Yeah? What do you think they're going to do about it? My father is the CEO of google" he explains. "He can pay off the cops."
I frown. "I-I.. is there anything I can do..?"
"Just.." He begins. "Be here for me.."
"Of course." I say. "Do you want me to walk to class with you..?"
"Yes please." He says.

We walk to first period, which is English. This class is Axel's favourite. He sits in a desk near the back and I sit beside him.
"Chance?"
I nod. "Yeah, Axel?"
"Can you.. uh, fill me in on what we were doing?" He asked.
"Yea, of course."

~Timeskip~

I catch Axel up on the English work before the teacher comes in.
"Thanks." says Axel.
"No problem." I say.
The teacher comes in and starts the lesson. I pay attention for a bit until my mind wanders else where..

•Axel's POV•

It's hard to focus during English class. I try to focus, but I can't. I discretely pull out a blank piece of paper and start drawing. I draw my favourite flower called a Amaryllis. They're beautiful pink flowers that originated in South America's tropical regions.

Chance looks over at me, then my drawing.
"What are you drawing?" He whispers.
"An amaryllis" I whisper back.
"Neat."
He looks away and I continue to draw the flower. The teacher hands out some work and I try to focus on that, instead of the thoughts about Chance consuming my thoughts.

What is is about Chance that has me drawn to him?

Maybe it's the way his hair is naturally blue at the tips, or the way his eyes resemble the sky in some lights, or maybe it's the way he puts everyone's safety before his own. Maybe.. just maybe...

Before I know it, the bell rings and it's time for second period. Chance isn't in my second period class, but Emmett is.

~a timeskip appears~

Lunch today is very awkward. Chance is staring daggers at Alissa, Alissa looks like she's about to cry and Emmett.. well he's kind of just sitting there awkwardly like I am. I need to get out of here, the awkward tension is killing me.

I stand up, grabbing my bag. "I'm going to the washroom." I say before turning away. I walk out of the cafeteria and someone bumps into me, knocking me too the ground.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry!! Are you okay?!" says a male voice.
I nod. "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay."

I look up at the boy. He has milky ivory skin, emerald green eyes, black hair and the cutest smile I've ever seen. He holds his hand out for me and I take it. He helps me to my feet and I thank him.

"I'm Dylan." he begins. "Dylan Smith."
I smile. "Axel Hayes."

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A/N: GUYSSSSS! Do you like Dylan??? I like Dylan. He's pretty cool. Well I guess you haven't really properly met him. Again, he's pretty cool! Anyways enjoy!