Isaac Robinson (Currently Being Edited)

Chapter 34

"Shit.. That hurts." He hissed quietly when I pressed a clothing with rubbing alcohol against one of his injuries.

"Sorry- just stay still." I apologized, trying to clean up his injury as gently as I could. When I was finished, I sat down besides him.

"Why'd.. Why'd you go through so much trouble just for me?" I asked.

"Why did you let them do all that shit to you?" He asked back.

"I asked you something first." I said.

"Don't dismiss my question, Audrey." He answered

I sighed as I sat beside him. "Why bother fighting? That doesn't make things better.."

"Yes it does. If you start standing up for yourself, people will stop fucking with you." He stated.

"Like the kids at your elementary school?" I question.

He looked a little surprised.

"How-"

"Jonas told me.. I'm really sorry about everything." I told him gently.

I made eye contact with him for a couple of seconds, until he looked down at his shoes.

"Whatever man.. It was in the past." He said.

After a few minutes of not saying anything, I finally spoke.

"Thank you," I started. "For defending me from everyone.."

Leo wasn't the first person to ever make fun of me. I thought about all of those times in elementary people made fun of me and gave me all sorts of names.

"Leo's an asshole..." Isaac mumbled. "Don't listen to anything he says."

Leo.

I found it ridiculous how once I changed my whole appearance,  he all of a sudden was nicer to me. Everyone.. In the matter of fact started paying more attention to me.

"It's fine.. At this point I've gotten so used to everything everyone has said to me, that it practically doesn't hold any weight anymore." I smile weakly.

"Well you shouldn't take anyone shit. Because you're not ugly, nerdy or whatever the fuck he, and other people have told you."

I just hold eye contact with him, my heart racing as he looked back.

"I think you're the opposite of that. You're a pretty... cool person. Even before your whole new look or whatever, you've always been a beautiful girl. I would've used another word but it's already getting weird... Sorry.." he stammered the last bit as he broke eye contact.

I blushed a little, but I found it sorta cute just hearing seeing someone like him get all flustered. He really did have more to him than he showed.

"Is that you?" I asked when I noticed he dropped some photo album, it fell open to a random page of a younger boy, probably around 7 years old. I picked it up and handed it to him.

He just nodded.

"Those were my worst photo days." he shook his head.

"I should just throw them away." He said as he looked through the pages.

"But you're so cute." I gushed as I looked at his pictures.

I had a really soft spot for children, especially because I had a younger nephew.

"Cute?" He gave me a look.

"You call this cute?" He pointed at one of his photos.

"Everyone looks fucking anorexic next to me." He said.

It was a picture of him with some of his other classmates. I noticed how in the picture (in most of the pictures actually) he was smiling, geniunely smiling like I've never actually seen him smile before. I wondered how long it has been since he has smiled like his younger self.

"Don't be ridiculous." I chuckled, since Isaac wasn't ridiculously overweight like he made himself out to be.

"I think you were an adorable child.... but what happened to that? I asked, as I pointed at younger Isaac from the photo's mouth, that had a huge smile on his face.

"What do you mean?" He asked, following my finger, but looking confused regardless, having no idea what I was talking about.

"What happened to that smile? I don't think I've ever seen you smile that big before." I comment.

He rolled his eyes.

"Smiling is for idiots." He said.

"Really? Got it." I answered as I smiled widely.

He stared a me with an empty facial expression, a few seconds later breaking character and cracking a small smile.

"You..you should smile more. It looks good on you." I said quietly, smiling softly at him.

He looked back at me, it felt like he was staring into my soul. I looked back at him, noticing how blue his eyes were.

"Isaac..." I started saying, until I noticed how close his face was getting.

I noticed him glancing at my lips. Was this really happening? I leaned in as well, until our lips lightly brushed against each other.

"Audrey! We're back!" Blake smiled as he opened the door.

We quickly fired away from each other.

"H-hi Blake." I smiled weakly at Blake, my heart still beating fast from what was about to happen.