Btw, I love you

Untitled Part 16

Roxy's pov

It's Monday, and we're in our French lesson. We keep looking at each other, and I still don't know if his parents saw me going away or not. The school bell rings, it's break. I grab my stuff, and stand up. I walk at my locker, push my stuff in it and try to get to the back field. But there are a lot of people and they keep pushing me back. Finally I can get through the people. I think I pushed away a few people, they might have bruises now. When I'm outside I run to the backfield. Jim is already there, I think he just kicked some people away, he would probably do that if it means he gets to see me. I smile and run at him. He opens his arms, and I hug him. He laughs, and I give him a few kisses at his cheek. He gives me a kiss back; "Goodmorning beauty.." I take his hands; "Goodmorning hottie.." He smiles, and I smile back; "So now tell me if your parents saw me.." I say. He looks sad at me. Oh no.. "Well.. Errmm.. They errmm.." He sounds very sad. "They didn't see or hear you." He smiles again, and starts laughing. I laugh too; "You scared meeee! You meany.." He lets go of my hands and lays his hands on my hips. I wrap my arms around his neck. "Me? Mean? Nooo.." he says. I shake my head; "No you are never mean, cough cough.." He starts saying that he's not again, but before he can end his sentence I kiss him. He kisses back a few seconds but then he stops; "That was smart tho.. But it doesn't work, I am not mean. So.. Now say that I'm not mean or I'll leave you here alone at school and you can walk home." I swallow, he looks very serious. "Okay okay.. You're not mean, I'm sorry I was just kidding.." He looks at me, and walks at his car without saying anything. I run after him; "Jim.. Come on, I'm so sorry. You're not mean.." He ignores me, gets into his car and waits for me to get in too. I don't get it.. What's going on? I get in, and look at him while he drives away. "Jim, are you okay?" He turns his head to me, and looks at me with tears in his eyes.

Jim's pov

She looks worried at me, and I look back at the road. You have to tell her.. I feel she's still looking at me, while my tears are rolling down my cheeks; "Bby.. What's going on? D.. Don't cry.." I feel her hands on my cheeks, wiping my tears away. Tell her. I stop the car, and park it next to the road. I can't talk much and drive at the same time. She looks questioning at me, and before I tell her I just hug her. I need to hold her, with her I feel safe. She hugs back, and holds me close. She whispers; " Whatever it is, you can tell me, I'm here for you.." I smile sad, but she can't see it. I let go of her and look at her; "So.. I'll explain why.. Why I'm crying." She looks caring at me and takes my hands. I smile a bit and say; "One year ago I had this friend.. It was a girl and.. Well she was kinda depressed. She kept saying that I was mean and stuff, but I was just trying to do the things that were the best for her. I helped her, but every time she said I was mean. One year ago she.. She committed suicide. And that was my fault.. She committed suicide because of me.." My voice breaks and I can't stop crying. Every time I think about her I cry again.. She looks at me, and hugs me again. I lay my head on her shoulder and she kisses my neck a few times; "Babe.. I'm so sorry I get it now.. I never should've called you mean I.. You're not mean.." She sounds like she really means it.. I finally stop crying, but I don't let go of her. Her body is so warm and she holds me so tight. "Okay I.. I'm sorry.. I'm overreacting I should've just told you before.." She puts her face in my neck and gives me a few kisses in my neck. We sit in my car, hugging, for a few minutes. We both don't say anything. Then I let go of her and whisper; "Let's go home.." She nods, and I start driving again.