Part thirteen.

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The last two days I haven't been in school.

I don't know why, I just didn't feel like it.

But today I'll go.

I have to see Gunnarsen at some point.

And I also got to ask him what he was doing in the park the other day.

I was walking silence in the hallway, making my way to my class.

First lesson was history, with Gunnarsen.

I walked in to the class.

Most of the people had arrived.

I went over and grabbed a seat by the window.

When I had settle down, the boy in front of me turned around.

Marcus-"Why haven't you been in school the last days?" he whispered.

Great.

Thanks, Gunnarsen.

Totally what I need right now, attention.

Y/N-"I was just sick".

Marcus-"So you couldn't be in school when you were sick, but you could be in the park?".

Oh boy, I'm going to kick his balls if he keeps asking me questions like this.

Y/N-"What were you even doing in the park, shouldn't you have been in school at that time, Mr. flawless".

Sarcasm.

He rolled his eyes.

Marcus-"You know. I was actually worried about you, but I guess it doesn't matter".

He turned around.

Damn.

Why does he always make me feel so bad?

I get some feeling of compassion or something like that.

It's weird.

Whatever, I should probably just let it go.

The teacher came in.

He handed out some copy sheets that we had to work with individually for the rest of the lesson.

I was working for a little bit, but I really couldn't stop thinking about what Gunnarsen said.

Me and Gunnarsen made eye contact a couple of times.

It was weird.

Why was he worried about me?

Does he care about me? No, that's too weird.

I'm probably just overthinking it.

But at the same time, I just want to know more.

I need to talk to him.

The bell rang.

Everybody got out of the class and so did I.

As I was looking in the crowd trying to find Gunnarsen somebody was calling for me.

I turned around.

Perfect.

Right what I was looking for.

Gunnarsen.

He pointed his head at an empty room and started to walk over to it as a sign that I should follow him.

My heart started beating a little faster and my breath was getting heavier.

I entered the class room.

Marcus-"Close the door".

And my heart was even beating faster.

I closed the door and turned to him.

Marcus-"Look, I know you said I shouldn't talk about and just forget about and act normal, but I can't".

I knew what he was talking about.

I told him my story and now he wants to talk about it.

I should've seen this coming.

I hate talking about it.

Marcus-"These last two days you haven't been here, I have been worried. I was worried that something had happened, you know, you just left there in the park while I was in chock".

I feel like he is turning this on me now?

I left him?

While he was in chock?

Oh, so now I have scared Gunnarsen.

Marcus-"Y/N I don't now what I'm trying to tell you, but I just want you to know I-I ehm".

He got interrupted by the bell that rang.

He was stuttering.

He was nervous.

We had to go both of us had class now, but not together.

What was he about to say?

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