Chapter 4

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Keith's POV.
After leaving Lance I knew I was going to freak out. I didn't know what the reason was sometimes it just happened which I hated. Maybe I had let myself think too much about my crappy life today or something, but had to get away from Lance before he could see the mess I am.
I ran in the opposite direction, expecting to go to the dumpsters or something like that until I couldn't hold it in anymore, a tear fell from my face and It stressed me out. I wasn't hidden from the world yet, and people could see me. I ran into the bathroom and fell onto the floor.

I broke down in tears hating myself more and more considering the fact that I was such a weirdo. It was a long time since I Had done this. Oh wait, it was a couple days ago when there was that thunderstorm. I cursed at myself that it had been so recent that I had freaking out like this. Normal people weren't like this. What was wrong with me. My thoughts took over, as I ran my hands through my hair and hid my face in my knees.
"You really think you can get friends?"
"You do know Pidge hates you"
"They're messing with you they don't really want to be your friend." I tugged at my hair in attempt to overcome my thoughts but it didn't work. I was surprised no one entered the bathroom yet. I felt a cloud of darkness surround me as I was completely submerged in this world of self hatred. I expected it to last forever until I heard a small noise. I bet it was someone walking in.

If they knew better they would have just found another bathroom. But no. They walked up to me. I felt my anxiety go through the roof as he penetrated my bubble of darkness. He sat down next to me and grabbed my head, which I Was still holding in my hands. My grip loosened on my hair, as I felt him pull my head into his chest. I recognized a certain smell of Lance and I cried louder.
He held my head there and my grip loosened even more until I let my hands fall down to my chest. I held them in close, and he started caressing my hair.

I didn't try to speak because if I did i knew I would only have messed it up. More time passed and he finally spoke.
"You want to go home?" his voice was calm. It warmed my heart as I slightly nodded my head. We got up and i kept my head in his chest. I knew it was weird but it was the only thing that kept me calm at the moment.

Luckily he didn't protest. He wrapped his arm around me and we walked to the front of the school. When we get there I heard Pidge talking to Shiro, and Hunk laughing. I looked up and they looked over. I saw them all smile at me which made the thoughts in my head get louder again.
"They're making fun of you"
"You deserve this for letting them in"
"Why would Lance like you, he's probably only doing this to get out of class" I hung my head low and put my hands to my face. It was hot, and my cold leather gloves helped.

I was guided to the car, and I stepped in and slammed the door. I further hid my face in embarrassment. They talked a little longer outside, I silently begged to just be home in my room, but the universe wouldn't let that happen just yet.

The next thing I remember was waking up in my bed. I looked around and then at the time, It was 3:45. I then began to remember the events leading up to this. I fell asleep in the car. Jeez, that was a really bad one. I thought to myself.

I got out of bed and went to look in the mirror to see puffy eyes and tear stains on my face. I quickly washed my face and did the homework shiro had picked up for me from my last class that day. I looked at my phone to see 15 unread messages. One was from Hunk. Two were from Pidge. Three from Lance, and then a whole bunch from all three of them. Apparently they had made a group chat.

I read over it and laughed seeing how they all got my number. I felt less crappy as I responded back to everyone, and then they all chatted with me until 7, then Hunk had to go make dinner for his family. Soon after Pidge had to go help her mom with something, finally it was just Lance and I.

We moved onto our individual chat to avoid annoying the others. I was pleasantly surprised by the conversation. It seemed like he was flirting, but what did I Know. He had to go finally help his siblings with making popcorn, so I was left alone. I didn't mind it. I flopped onto my bed forcing myself to remember the panic attack. Maybe they really did care about me?
Ha, good one.
"Leave me alone" i said to my anxiety.
Ha... no. well at least it had a sense of humor. I thought as I rolled over to pet Kosmo. The next day I walked into school with Hunk running up to greet me.

I had ignored the fact that we joked around yesterday, thinking he was just talking to me out of pity. Yet here he was, laughing and telling me his story about his younger brother throwing cupcakes at everyone. I was amused by his facial expressions as he thought back on the memory.
"So you gonna watch basketball tryouts?" Hunk said.
"Why would I?"
"Well I'm trying out.. So is Lance. And Pidge will be watching so I just thought-"
"Sure... why not" I said. His face lit up a bit.
"Cool! See you in the gym after school then." he said. Lance suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Hey! I hear you're coming to watch tryouts!" he said. I jumped and nearly dropped all my books as he put his hand on my shoulder.
"JeEz! You're gonna kill me one of these days" I said, half under my breath.
"Sorry." he replied. He was so adorable. Soon his confidence was back. "You're gonna want to watch me play... i'm kind of a jock" he said winking. I rolled my eyes.
"I've always been more of a soccer fan" I said, which was actually true. I HATED sports, but watching soccer was always more entertaining than basketball. He faked a dramatic hurt look as he sped walked ahead of us to our first class.
walked in a bit after him and sat down in my usual seat.

I didn't know if lance was going to sit next to me again today, because he was talking with someone else when I walked in. I watched him as they laughed and talked. I was always watching people's interactions. I never looked that comfortable. I wish I had sometimes.

Someone sat down next to me rather loudly which jolted me out of my own thoughts.
"Hello." he said. It was Lotor. My cheeks turned a light shade of pink, from just being startled, also because this was a stranger. I shyly responded.
"H-hello" he laughed and leaned in a bit.
"You're adorable" he said looking into my soul. I leaned back a bit, clearly uncomfortable and said.
"Uhm... thanks" I switched my eyes to the floor. He laughed again. It was iconic, and kinda sketchy. I didn't like it. I tried to avoid him and went to open up my book when he spoke to me again.
"So, how long have you gone to this school?" I looked up at him confused. I looked behind me to make sure he was talking to me and not someone else. He laughed again and this time I shivered to it.
"Ahem" I jerked my eyes to the boy who took the attention away from me thankfully, and when I saw his blue eyes I relaxed a bit. "Sorry to interrupt, but you're in my seat" he said, placing his hand down on Lotors desk. My heart fluttered.
"I don't see your name on it" Lotor said, obviously challenging him. I looked back to Lance who was now looking at me.
Keith, don't talk to him." he said glaring at me. I only nodded my head. He smiled satisfied, then looked back to Lotor, his facial expression hardening again.
"Move." he said.
"Is there a problem?" the teacher called.
"Not really. I'm partners with Keith so I was asking if Lotor could move." Lance said smiling at the teacher. Jeez, this guy could change his facial expression fast.
"Oh, well how kind of you to move for him Lotor." she said, turning back to her computer.
"Yeah... so nice" Lance said.
Lotor scowled and got up, bumping him with his shoulder as he went by lance. After being slightly jolted, Lance plopped himself down in his seat and pulled out our project with a smile. He looked over to me. I was surprised by the whole encounter.
"What?" he said laughing at my facial expression. I knocked out of it and said
"N-nothing" as I went to grab our poster from the front of the class.
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