I tripped over my own feet, falling to the ground.
"Shit." I muttered, as I scrambled to pick up my books.
"John! Are you okay?!" I heard Alex's voice call out, as he ran towards me and helped me up.
"Y-yeah I'm fine." I said, wiping dirt off my shirt. I looked down to see my jeans ripped, and my knees underneath scrapped and bleeding.
"I'll bring you to the nurse." Alex said, giving me a concerned smile. I felt heat rise in my face.
"O-okay." I stuttered. I felt a smile unwillingly grown on my face.
As we both made our way to the nurse, making small talk, I only had one thought the entire time.
I think I'm in love.
Well, shit.
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Unrequited Love ~Lams~
FanfictionI wish he'd look at me the way he looks at her. Tw: selfharm, abuse, suicide, swearing, etc.
