Enemies (Travis Phelps x Reader)

Chapter 5

Y/N=Your name
L/N=Last name
F/C=Favorite color
F/F=Favorite food
F/S=Favorite subject
H/C=Hair color
H/L=Hair length
E/C=Eye color
S/C=Skin color

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Y/N P.O.V

 Ever since Travis left to go to the bathroom, Sal and Larry sat next to me, while I was quietly eating my pizza. I was somewhat nervous, of course, they'd ask me why I was being so nice to Travis, but he's nice to me, so why shouldn't I be nice back?

 Larry leaned over the table, resting his head on his long and slim fingers. Sal was sitting next to me, mimicking Larrys' actions. I felt my heart racing, and I couldn't calm it down.

 "So, Y/N."Larry came closer to me, he seemed mischievous, but I won't assume. "How's Travis Phelps, dude?"He asked with a smirk on his face. "Good, I presume?"He chuckled and made me shift uncomfortably. Is he teasing me about this? I don't understand why, but, well, it's weird...Sure, I've been teased before, but, not about a boy...

Fidgeting with my food, I look at Sal, was started to laugh, trying to hold it in, this made Larrys' grin widened. "W-Well he's good..."I avoided eye contact at all times. "Y-Yeah, well he's really nice to me!"I explained, making Travis a nice guy. 

 Once I said that Travis was nice, Sal choked on nothing, but he was obviously shocked at the point that he was nice for once. "Y-You mean Travis. Like, Travis Phelps?"Sal asked, rubbing his arm.

 I nodded in response, continuing with my statement. "He was kinda bad at the beginning, calling me names, but now that I matched the same type of tone that he has, we're good! He just needs a friend, guys..."I whisper the last part under my breath so that hopefully nobody could hear it.

 Picking at my pizza, I see Larry groaning and Sal was still nervously rubbing his arm. "I see how it is. Have fun being his friend, but keep in mind dude, we're always here."Larry got up and smiled at me. "Just don't forget about us, alrighty little dude?"He asked and I nodded, returning his smile. 

 "T-Talking about Travis, he's been in the bathroom for a while now, Y/N..."Sal noted and I realized that he has been in there for a while, I should go check up on in, shouldn't?

 I got up, throwing out the paper plate that once held the pizza. Walking, well, more like speed walking to the bathroom, I took a deep breath. I'm not supposed to be going into the boys' bathroom. Oh well! This is a situation to deal with a friend. I don't even know if he's a friend or not...

 I pushed open the door, walking into the boys' bathroom, I look around and find a note on the floor. I can hear the weeping and the sobbing. The quieted sniffles that is coming from very last stall. I know I shouldn't read the note, but I can't help it, I can't just leave Travis like this.

 I take the piece of lined paper, carefully unfolding it, what was written on the paper made me shocked, it made my heart pain a little bit. Not from jealousy, no nothing like that. It's just like that sometimes I guess...

 Travis was choking on his sobs. I couldn't take this any longer. I stepped towards the stall, making sure my steps were quiet or at least trying to be.

 "Hey, Travis..."I whispered quietly, making sure not to startle him in any way possible. He's too sensitive right now, I can't stand to hear, let alone see him like this. But I have to toughen up so I can help him. I need to help him, I just have to..."It's okay if you feel this way about Sally, I promise."I just want to hold him in a tight embrace, to make him feel like someone cares for who he is.

 I put my back against the stall door, soon enough to find myself slowly sliding down, finally sitting on the dirty ground. I didn't care though.

  "N-No, it's n-not okay for a b-b-boy to feel this way, Y/N..."Travis whispered underneath his breath. I shook my head, leaning it back on the stall wall. I could hear him do the same as me; sitting down on the floor.

 Sighing, I put my head to the side. "Travis...Can you please open the door?"I gently asked, not wanting to upset him any. "I just might have to barge in there if you don't. I'm not supposed to be in the boys' bathroom either..."I silently chuckled as I hurried to get up on my feet. I was pressed right against the door.

 I heard a click, indicating that he has unlocked the door. The door opened to reveal a messed up version of my poor Travis. I never thought anyone could look like they've cried this much. All I can say is that it's not fair, it's not fair at all. He doesn't deserve this, out of anyone, why him? It doesn't make sense at all, who would ever hurt this boy?

 Wearing a soft smile, trying to hide my tears, I hugged him almost immediately, letting him cry as much as he wanted to, as long as he knew that he had a shoulder to cry on, that's all that matters.

  "I-I'm sorry for r-r-running off like *hic* that..."Travis said, still crying on my shoulder. I could feel the wetness on my shoulder, it was going through my F/C sweater, and may I say that this sweater is pretty thick. 

 He clung on to me. Not that I minded at all, it was rather nice for me. Once he finally pulled away, he had a slight smile playing on his lips. Travis hugged me once more, before completely pulling away. I'm going to tell the truth here, but I wasn't ready to let go, and I know I shouldn't be the one saying that, but the hug was nice.

 "Hey...It's okay. I understand, Travis, I do..."I looked at him, tears forming in my eyes. I hate seeing him like this, just make him stop, make whoever is doing this to him stop. "C-Can I ask you something?"I asked him, still in a hushed tone.

 "Depends what it is."Travis laughed, wiping away his tears away. His red eyes were standing out like there was no tomorrow. I just want to hug him, to make him feel safe. 

 I gave out a weak laugh as well, following by rubbing my arm in a nervous-matter. "Well, I was wondering..."I looked away from him for a couple of seconds before turning my attention back to him. "W-Where did your b-black eye come from?"