Noah Schnapp one shots

part 2 fin

Suddenly, he looked up.

Footsteps. Coming this way.

Oh no, he thought, trying desperately to wipe his wet cheeks. He knew that the only person who would follow him down here would be the bullies or...

You.

A hand appeared through the hole, followed by a shoulder, and soon your entire body was through and you stood looking at Will. He froze and just stared. There was a moment of silence before you stepped forward, fell to your knees, and pulled him into a tight hug. Not thinking of the consequences or the judgement, he collapsed into your arms, sobbing quietly into your shoulder while your sweater muffled the sad noise.

He felt safe.

You felt your heart breaking for him. He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to feel like shit all the time.

"It was Troy again." You whispered.

He pulled away and looked up at you, the tears still glistening in his eyes. "How do you know? There wasn't a name or anything.."

"Who else would it be?" You replied with a small smile.

He looked down, the tracks on his cheeks made very clear by the sunlight. You bit your lip, hesitating slightly.

Will was your best friend. You had both been friends since kindergarten, sticking together through thick and thin. All of the name calling and bullying, everything. Mike and yourself knew him better than anyone. And you knew the pain he was going through right now, you had went through it yourself.

"I know it's hard, Will. People always tell you to just ignore them and it'll stop, but it doesn't," you began, looking into his eyes. "but you've got to remember, okay? You're strong. One of the strongest people I know. You're so... amazing! For lack of a better word, I suppose." You grinned at him, taking his hand in yours.

He smiled back at you lightly, a small blush settling itself on his pale cheeks.

"You are a much better person than them, got it? They only do it because they're so fucking jealous that you have actual people who like you. Who like you for you, Will." You continue on with your speech, pretending to not notice your pink cheeks and hoping he didn't notice either. Spoiler alert: he did.

The rest of your break was just spent cuddling and talking softly together, sharing giggles and secrets you'd only ever tell each other.

The pure moments were cut off by a sharp bell cutting through the atmosphere. You both sighed and stood up, dusting yourselves off and preparing to go back through the bush. Just before you went to go your separate ways to class, you turned to him and looked him dead in the eyes intensely. He gave you confused wide eyes.

"What?" He questioned, his tone seeming bewildered.

"Promise me to remember this one thing."

"Okay?"

"They're not shit. You get it?"

He laughed and nodded, saluting you jokingly.

"Got it. They're not shit."