My first love, was my bully (5sos fanfic)

EIGHT

Picture of Luke.
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I couldn't figure out anything else to do. Holding her in my arms was the only thing that wasn't too expressive and too awkward for the both of us. Seeing her in tears made me feel like such a horrible person. To know that I was the reason why she was crying in front of me. I held her and had tears of my own falling from my eyes. I felt like such a bad person and I knew that what I did was the worst anyone could ever do to a girl. Or to anyone for that matter, not just her or just a girl to anyone. I had to find a way to make things right with her. I would have to say that I'm sorry to her almost every day just to make myself feel better about what I did. I would have to make her feel special, unlike what I've been telling her that she wasn't. This girl is special and she needs to know that. After she stopped crying she let me help her with some of her Chemistry homework because she had no clue what she was doing.

She went home shortly after. She had actually smiled as she left today. Which made me feel good about myself, she was smiling at the person who used to make fun of her constantly. Hopefully, if I ask her tomorrow to come over she won't be as awkward as she has been these past two days. As I was laying in my bed that night, I thought of different ways to tell her and show her that she is special. Taking her to lunch was one way, or to a movie. I would hope she wouldn't get the wrong idea about going to see a movie though. We aren't even friends yet, so there was no way for us to be anything closer.

Walking into class the next day I saw that she was already there. Most of the time she's late because she has trouble with her locker or is across the school. I guess she was fast today, cause there she was sitting and waiting for the class to start. I sat down next to her and I saw her glance at me but she never turned to talk to me. I thought that yesterday we had cleared things up, I guess not. Soon everyone started to file inside the classroom. Maybe she's just socially awkward and doesn't know how to start a conversation with someone. Just as I was about to say something to her the bell rang. This normally only happens in movies, I guess I'm just lucky and it happened to me.

She's normally the last one to leave, not today though. She was one of the first people out of the room today. I wanted to talk to her, I wanted to know why she wasn't talking to me. I couldn't find her after math class. I felt as though she was avoiding me, it kind of hurt after what happened yesterday afternoon. I guess it's to be expected though. I have bullied her pretty badly. I just wish she was comfortable talking to me.