Maybe It's Love

Chapter 1

Cas' POV

I'm forced to go to school even after my parents just died. It's going to suck, I already get bullied at school. I'm still able to be with my brother, Gabriel, he is old enough to have custody of me. "Cassie let's go!" I wipe some tears from my face and make my way down stairs.

"D-Do I h-have t-to go?" Gabriel frowns, but nods his head.

"I'm sorry Cas but you do. I'm sure you will be fine." He hugs me then sends me on my way.

When I get to school I head straight to my first period. I don't want to see my bullies today. I sit in the very back of the class with my head down, tears still going down my face. I feel something hit my head and look up to see a paper ball. Sniffling, I straighten it out and read it. 'Fag, cry baby, dork, nerd.' By now most of the class is filled, but the teacher hasn't come in yet. I put the note in my bag with the other ones.

"So what is the dork crying about now? Did you finally realize how stupid you are?" I look to the voice and see Crowley. I look back down to my desk and ignore him. He doesn't know what I'm going through.

"Hey I was talking to you." He slams my face forwards into the desk making my nose bleed. I groan in pain as more tears spill out. He grabs my hair and bends my head back so I'm looking at him. "You really are a baby aren't you?"

Crowley let's go of my hair and instead knocks me out of the desk. I fall on the floor, but quickly get up, grab my stuff and run out of the room. "Go cry to your mother." I hear him call behind me. I let out a sob and run down the hallway, not looking where I'm going. I accidentally run into someone and land on the floor. A sob comes out of my mouth as I pull my knees to my chest, not caring about getting up.

I hide my face in my knees and forget the person I bumped into. That is until I feel a hand on my shoulder. "Hey are you okay?" His voice sounds caring, but nobody at this school likes me. Still I look up and hear him gasp a little. "Your nose is bleeding, what happened?" I shrug and wipe the tears from my face. He probably thinks I'm a baby now. "Come on, let's clean you up."

He stands up and holds out his hand for me to take. I stare at it for a second then back to him. Why is he acting nice? "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm trying to help." I stare at him a second longer then finally take his hand. He pulls me up, lets go of my hand, and leads me to the bathroom. When we get in there I lean against the wall while he grabs a paper towel and wets it.

"So mystery person. What's your name?" He asks as he comes over and starts cleaning blood off my face.

"C-Castiel N-Novak," I stutter out.

"Well that's an interesting name. My name's Dean Winchester. I'm new here." Well that explains why he's being nice to me. I just nod my head and stay quiet. He finishes with my face and throws away the paper towel. "So why were you crying? Cause I know you didn't cry just because you fell to the floor." He lets out a chuckle and I manage a forced, small, smile.

"It doesn't m-matter." Dean frowns and comes closer.

"Of course it matters. You were just crying in the middle of the hallway. What happened?" More tears slip down my cheeks and I curse myself for it.

"Nothing I'm just a cry baby. At least that's what people say," I answer just below a whisper. Still he heard it. H hugs me and I freeze under the touch.

"I'm sure you had a reason to cry. You aren't a cry baby Cas." I burst into tears and lay my forehead on his shoulder. We stay that way 'til I calm down.

"S-Sorry. I s-shouldn't h-have do-done that."

He rubs my back and pulls away. "It's okay, really, but I should really head to class. I hope to see you later, Cas."

He smiles and walks out of the bathroom. "Goodbye Dean."

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Dean's POV

That boy, Castiel, I need to know his life story. When I first saw him on the floor I felt bad for him; nothing else. Then I saw his eyes; his bluer than blue eyes. They were like an ocean. I've never felt this way before for a guy. Which is exactly why I have to kill him.