Someone to Remember~ A Tom Daley Story *ON HOLD*

Chapter 3~ The Lost Friend

I know this chapter is confusing but try to follow xD. Oh and if you didn’t notice when Tom or Michelle says you they are talking about the other person, just in case you’re wondering. Sorry guys that I don’t update often I have a lot of dance because competitions are in 2 months are we have to be really prepared. This story is also hard to write because it’s in 2nd person! But I started a Larry story and I need a title so if anyone has any good ideas just comment them ok? Anyways enough of me talking ill get to the story. Enjoy! <3

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Michelle’s P.O.V

We were sitting next to each other in class. Italian is so boring but thank god there’s no Zeke, no bullies at all. “Tom, how do you say ‘Hi, my name is Tom, how are you?’” the teacher asks you. “Ciao, mi chiamo Tom. Come stai?” you reply quietly, not how you usually are, and the teacher could tell you were upset. “Tom, could we talk after the bell?” she asks you. You nod your head then go back to work. I really wish they would stop bothering you. Damn bullies. I roll my eyes at the thought of them. They disgust me.

*RING* The bell rings and everybody packs their stuff up and leaves but you get your stuff and walk quietly to the teachers desk. I look at you and you mouth “Ill meet you in science. Go I’ll be fine” and give a slight smile. I nod my head, sigh, and then leave you to talk with the teacher. I start walking to science, until I’m stopped.

Toms P.O.V

Right as you closed the door behind you the teacher asks “You’re pretty close with her, huh?” I guess she saw our little conversation. “Yeah, she’s my only friend. Wait let me rephrase that, she’s my only TRUE friend” I reply. “Of course I’m ‘friends’ with other people, well more like acquaintances, but nobody compares to her. Michelle has always been there for me. She’s great” I say with a smile. I am an honest person. Yes, all of that is true. “Well, that’s great Tom!” the teacher says. I nod in reply. She sighs and says “I know your bullied Tom. I’ve seen it happen” she places a hand on her forehead. “I can’t believe I didn’t try to stop it. It hurt me to see those boys hurt you. Out of all people they chose you! Give me there names and I will stop th-” “No, they won’t stop. Reporting them or something will just make it worse, they just don’t give up. They always strike, no matter what. I’m used to it but it still hurts me. Yes, physically but mostly my emotions. Like I mean so what if I dive!  I don’t judge them for doing what they love!” I went on a rage and started pacing back and forth the classroom. I walk to the blackboard and slam my hand down onto it. “I’m sorry” I say with a shaky breath. Then it happens. I break down and slide down the wall and sit on the floor with my knees pulled up to my chest and placed my face in my knees. The teacher sits next to me and says “Tom, it’s going to be alright”. Her saying that made it worse, so I started sobbing more. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be crying over this, I’m just really sensitive over this topic because it’s been happening for so long” I say. “Do you talk to anybody about it?” the teacher asks. “Just Michelle and she helps me through it all. I don’t know what I would do without her” I say. “I see. Tom its 10 minutes into the period now. I’ll write you a pass to your next class after you’ve calmed down” she says.

A few minutes later, after I’ve calmed, the teacher writes me a pass science. “I hope it all gets better Tom. I’ll see you tomorrow” she smiles and hands me the pass. “Thank you Mrs. Greene. I’ll try” I say and walk out of the room into the hallway. I hope she is right about things getting better. I really hope so.

Michelle’s P.O.V (AGAIN!)

As I closed the door all I could hear the teacher say “You’re pretty close with her, huh?” Then I began walking to science. I was too busy wondering what you were saying that I didn’t notice Zeke or Andrew on either side of me. “Hey Michelle” they both say in unison. “What?” I reply in a slightly harsh tone. What could they want? “Oh, still mad about what happened with the little queer from before?” Zeke asks in a childish tone. “One, he’s not gay and two, you have no right to say or do anything to him. What did he ever do to you?” I say sharply then storm off, but of course, they catch up to me. Andrew throws his arm over my shoulder, but I shake it off. “Don’t touch me” I reply sternly. “Oh, I see, Michelle is too good for me” Andrew says sarcastically with a small laugh. “Actually, I am. Sorry I didn’t mean to break your heart” I say and pinch his cheeks. Hard. “Ouch, that one hurt. Did you hear that crack?” he says in a fake broken tone. “Michelle, why do you hang out with Tom? You could hang out with cool people like Andrew and I” Zeke says with a smirk. “Yup, you guys are SO cool” I say in a sarcastic tone. “By the way, where is Tom?” Andrew asks but Zeke slaps in across the face for saying Tom instead of some nickname. “I mean faggot” Andre replies rubbing his now red cheek.