ethans pov-
I looked up from my phone yet again to find that Y/n still isn't here. She's been coming late to class for three weeks already. Coming about twenty to twenty five minutes into class.
I've been worried about her. I mean she's is my friend, not bestfriend but we're still close. It's currently Tuesday and I asked her last Thursday on to why she's been coming in late now and she answered 'You know how morning traffic is."
I don't know why but that doesn't sit right with me. I told my brother Grayson about it and since he and Y/n dated before I wanted too see if maybe she'll tell him anything since they were once close before.
Just to clarify I don't like Y/n in a girlfriend type of way, she's my friend and I care about her. She was Grayson's first love and he cares about her.
Surprisingly she told him the exact same thing. Today is a B-Day at school meaning that I only have second, forth, sixth and eighth period. Currently I'm in second period sitting at my assigned table with mines and Grayson's friends consisting of, obviously me and Grayson, Y/n sits with us. Aaron, Jack, Cameron, Jake and her bestfriend Jessica.
I wonder what Jessica has thought about Y/n not showing up too school. I would ask Jessica myself but me and Grayson kinda have this 'bad boys reputation. Nothing like fuck boys we don't go around f.ucking every girl in the school, we go around not caring about things. Which is why Grayson and Y/n broke up. He cared for her, but to keep his reputation he acted like he didn't.
I got snapped out of my thoughts when I heard our teacher open the door, in walked Y/n with her white tardy pass.
I didn't mention but Y/n is also a Cheerleader. She's wearing her blue, yellow and white one piece cheer uniform. Along with her white bow in her ponytail. She looked beautiful, but something was wrong.
y/n's pov-
Yet another depressing day for me, that's all I've been feeling lately is depressed. A lonely kind of depression. It doesn't feel good at all either, I have to keep putting on this fake smile with a forced laugh everyday now and I'm tired of it. I've been in my room all the time, most of the time I don't really eat anything that is offered to me. No one seems to notice how bad I'm hurting and it hurts me even more that the people I thought who cared for me really just don't give a fuck. I've been absent at school most days or just go in late because I usually have to cheer at football games. I'm about ready to give up on cheer too just like I gave up on doing my work. My grades are slowly declining but who cares? Not me, not anyone else.
After standing in the long line to get a tardy pass I finally arrive to school. I head to my second period class handing my pass to my teacher.
After Mr. Marty was done explaining to me what we were all doing in class today, I looked over to my table eyes immediately landing on Ethan Dolan.
Me and Ethan met at a bonfire party. I got a little to drunk while he wasn't that much drunk and we ended up hooking up. I guess he felt some type of way about it and went to my house the next morning and explained everything to me. I was kind of flattered cause normally Ethan would never do that.
Anyways, we both swore that we would never say or bring that incident up again. Grayson still doesn't know about it and it's kinda sad that it has to be that way but oh well.
I made my way over to my seat sitting next to Aaron across from Ethan, I felt his stare on me the whole time.
"Wow, so you come in late and can't even say hi to us?" Jessica said too me.
"Sorry." I said feeling somewhat guilty for some reason, I don't know why I said sorry.
I gave Aaron and Jessica hugs and the others 'bro handshakes' expect for Ethan he was on his phone.
"You good?" Grayson asked as I sat down.
"I'm fine."
As everyone settled into there own conversations, I decided I wanted to get started on some of the work that I've missed in this class and the two pages I had due today.
I have so much going on right now. My mom not being home most of the time leaving me and my eleven year old brother there, to losing Grayson as my boyfriend. We were really close even before we started dating, he cared so much about making me happy when I was sad or making me laugh just to make his day. Until he just stopped caring.
Now I have to handle taking care of my brother and pushing through a breakup while trying to manage staying in cheer and on top of that keep my grades up.
I didn't realize that my breathing had increased, and my palms were starting to get sweaty making my pencil slip out of my hand, messing up my writing.
I felt someone slightly kick me from under the desks, I look up my eyes quickly landing on Ethan.
He looks exactly like Grayson, and Grayson hurt me. I can't look at him any longer, I don't wanna be hurt anymore.
I get up out of my set and headed to the teachers desk. I felt so many eyes staring at me in the process of asking Mr. Marty if I can use the restroom.
When I finally made it out of the classroom I let it all out, again. Probably my eighth time crying this week, it's only Wednesday.
I feel so broken
A kind of broken that nobody can fix, but hoping that maybe someone can.
I made it too the bathroom, locked myself in a stall. And begun crying into my arm trying to muffle my cries but they were just getting louder.
graysons pov-
"What's up with her, Dolan?" Jack asked me.
"Yeah, what is up with her?" Cameron chimed in.
I stopped tapping my pencil and looked up at them, "How the fuck would I know?"
"Maybe because you were her boyfriend for five months." Jack said.
"I asked her if she was good, she said yes. There's your fucking answer."
"God Grayson, why are you such an asshole." Jessica spoke catching everyone's attention at the table. "I mean c'mon now I know we're all thinking the same thing. That girl loves you so much, but your making things so much harder for her with you stubbornness."
That kinda hit home for me. Does she really still love me? What does Jess mean by 'I'm making things so much harder'?
I raised my hand, "Mr, I need to use the restroom!"
"There someone out already, you go when they come back."
I got up out of my seat with my backpack in hand, and begin walking to the door.
"Grayson! If you walk out that door I can promise to you, you will not be playing in tonight's football game!"
I pushed the door open with all my anger in me. I shouldn't be mad at Mr, I should be mad at myself for letting popularity come in the way of one of the most important thing in my life. Keeping Y/n happy. She's not happy at all and I realized that last week I should've said something then, but it's time to change for the better.
