Depressed H.S

Chapter 2 ❤️

"How are you doing?" Amanda asks and I look at her unsure if she's asking because I'm acting a special way. "Why are you asking?" I've to know because she can't know about everything that's going on at home. "I feel like you're thinking about a lots of things and that you're not present." She says and I look up at her and I smile. "Okay, I'm sorry I'm gonna be more present and I'm doing great." I smile.

We walk to the classroom but I stop right before entering and I walk back a little bit so the teacher doesn't see me. "What's wrong?" Amanda asks and I look at the door.

She knows that I've ditched school and she knows that I drink and smoke, but I've ditched school much more than she knows about.

"Nothing, you know what, I'm not feeling good, I should go home." I say still looking at the door and she can hear that I am thinking about a lots of other things. "You're joking right?" She says looking at me. "No I'm not, I'm not feeling good." I say. "Okay see you another time and I hope you get better soon, love ya." Amanda says and hugs me, and I hug her back.

I get out from the building as fast as I can, there is no secret that I hate school, according to me isn't there anything good with school.

I don't know where to go right now so I just sit down in a bench in a park. It's really nice weather so I just sit and I'll try to enjoy the sun. The moment my dad find out that I'm gonna fail. Yea he'll beat the crap out of me.

"Hi can I sit here?" I hear a guy with british accent say and I look up. "Who are you?" I hiss. "I'm Harry, can I sit here?" He looks at me and there's something about him that I love.

I take my bag and I move it so he can sit down and he does. "Thanks." He mumbles. "What has happened to your face?" He asks looking at me.

Fuck. The makeup must have gone away when I put my head in my hands. "I fell." I say fast as hell.

"Okay, I'll just pretend that I believe you when you say that." He says looking at the view in the park.

"Are you serious, who are you to come her and start to make some very...-" He cuts me off. "Very what?" He says teasing me. "You're just too much." I say to him. "Okay I'm sorry." He says and laugh. "That's not fun." I sigh. "Okay I really am sorry." He says and I close my eyes.

"Why are you even here and why are you even talking to me?" I spit. "It looked like you where alone." He says. "Yea I'm not I'm fine." I hiss. "Okay if you say so." He says and looks at me.

"Are you going home soon or are you gonna sit her for a while?" He asks and looks at me. "I can't go home so I guess that I'll sit here." I say and smile. "And why can't you go home?" He asks and smiles. I look away from him and sigh. "That's non of your business." I spit. "Okay I'm sorry." He says and it's silent for a while.

"So do you wanna walk around in the park or something?" He asks suddenly. I know that he wont give up so I just have to go with that. "Okay." I say and sigh.

He stands up and then he holds his hand out. I just stand up and start walking leaving him behind, instead of taking his hand. I keep walking without looking behind me even if it's tempting to do.
After a few seconds I can her him coming closer. "So did I do something wrong?" He says as fast as he catches up on me. "No, I don't need your help to get up from the bench." I say, continuing walking faster than him.

"You know when people ask if you wanna walk around in the park they mean walk around slow and calm and not like you do now." He says and I stop suddenly so he walks into me. "I'm sorry." He says and takes a small step from me. "Now it's okay, come on let's walk around slowly." I say as I start walking really slow.

"Why did you change your mind?" He asks and I look up at him. "I don't know, maybe I start to accept you." I say not looking at him. "Maybe?" He asks and look questioning on me. "Yea 'maybe', that's good you should be happy." I say and smile. "Okay then thanks for 'maybe' liking me." He says and smiles. We just walk around not saying anything and then I stop.

"Harry how's my makeup looking?" I ask and I turn to him. "I don't know it looks good, and by the way what's your name?" He says, it sounds like he ignores my question. "It's Elena, but I'm serious does it look good?" I half whine. "It looks great Elena, don't you worry." He says calmly. "But the bruise in my face." I say like it was obvious. "You can still see it." He tells me and I sigh. "Wait does this hurt?" He says more than ask, then he puts his thumb on my bruise and I flinch. "I'm sorry." He says. "No it's okay." I say looking away.

I'm kind of happy that I flinched, the moment was to intimate. There was a part of that wanted it to lass longer but the other part wanted it to stop, and I felt more like I wanted it to stop than continue.

"You want some ice?" He asks interrupting my thoughts. "No, I think it would have been better to put some ice right after it happened and not now." I say. "So when did it happen?" He asks looking at me. "Yesterday." I say simple. "Okay, but can you please tell me, what happened?" I asks and looks at me serious.

Why would I tell one of you deepest secretes to a guy I just met in a park, that is something he can answer.

"Harry we just met, I don't even know why I'm talking to you, we know absolutely nothing about each other besides our names, so no Harry I wont and I'm sorry." I say with an irritated voice and he look disappointed. "Harry I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or anything like that, but my dad will kill me if he finds out that we've been talking to each other." I say. "Okay, thanks, and your dad wont find out." Harry says and I smile. "Thanks." I say. "Harry you can have my number." I say and I give it to him.

"Thanks, do do you more thank maybe accept me?" He asks and I half laugh. "Yea I accept you now and I maybe like you." I say and smile. "To me it seems like more than maybe." He says also half laughing. "Okay, but it doesn't seem like more than maybe to me." I say. "Harry I gotta go home now." I tell him. "Bye it was nice to talk to you." He says. "It was kind of nice talking to you too, bye." I say and I leave.

I look at the time on my phone. FUCK. I'm late home again my dad's gonna kill me for sure, something else I'm sure of is that he has been home drinking and it'll only make things worse, I do wish mom weren't home, she should go on a vacation.

Okay thanks for reading, if you like the story I'll keep updating it. If I've some grammar fails, please tell me. Love you guys and thanks for reading again. I do know that the chapters are pretty short.