Different (LaMelo Ball)

Friends?

*Octavia's POV*

I rolled my eyes. "Not a good time Melo I'm not talking to you," I told him, trying to walk away but he grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Let go of me. I'm done with you, for good," I turned around, only for his lips to meet mine. I pulled away and pushed his chest away from me. "I said I was done!! You took advantage of me! For what?! Money?! Popularity!? You're pathetic Melo! You don't understand the shit I go through and all you and your friends do is push me over the edge. I wish no one would've brought me to the hospital last night and I could've just fucking killed myself," I walked away from him and back to class. I didn't let him say anything. I didn't want to hear what he had to say. Once I got back to class all eyes were on me. No one has ever yelled at Micah like that. I sat down in my seat again and started taking notes, ignoring the whispered comments and eyes staring at me

*LaMelo's POV*

"I could've just fucking killed myself," Octavia walked away. My heart sunk to my stomach when she said that... She tried to kill herself last night... I went to follow her but didn't. I knew I fucked up good this time... I shook the thoughts out of my head then went back to class. I sat down behind Micah and sighed a bit. "Why did you follow her?" He whispered to me.
"Cause," I shrugged, "Everyone deserves a chance."
"So you like her now?" he asked.
"You know what maybe I do Micah," shrugged, "So fucking what if I like Octavia?? What did she ever do to you?! Nothing."
"Damn boy getting riled up over a lil skank huh?" Micah laughed, "Just wait till class is over Melo, just wait."
"I'm not scared of you," I laughed, "You may think everyone is but I'm not, so try me."

*Octavia's POV*

Class was finally over, thank god. So was school. We all stood up and filed out of the room to the busy hallway. Then something happened. Micah hit Melo square in the jaw and everyone was watching now. Melo hit back twice, only making Micah hit more. They were full on fist fighting. Everyone was cheering them on. I just stood there and watched. The principal and a few other teachers broke it up and took them away to the office. I went to my locker and got my stuff together and then went to the office. "Can I see LaMelo?" I asked the secretary.
"He's in that room," she pointed to a doorway. I walked slowly there and walked in. He sat in a chair with a piece of tissue in his nose and an ice pack on his jaw, even though he needed it on his eye too. "Hey," I said quietly.
"Yeah?" He looked at me.
"I'm sorry," I told him, "I shouldn't have been a bitch like that."
"No, no," he shook his head, "It's my fault. I deserved it. I did take advantage of you and I shouldn't have done that. That was super shitty of me. I'm sorry. I just needed the money... I'm sorry. I swear I'll talk everyone out of it okay?" he told me.
"It's okay," I sat down in the chair next to him, "Are you okay?"
"He's worse," he chuckled, he held his hand out to me. I put my hand in his and he locked our fingers together. "Forgive me?" he looked at me. I looked from our hands up to him and nodded. "You're forgiven," I smiled.
"Good cause my dads going to kill me," he laughed, "This happened cause I told Micah to back off you and that you and I were friends."
"We are friends?" I smiled.
"Hopefully one day more," he smiled.