He, Who Saved Me

Chapter 2

1 WEEK LATER 

HANNAH'S POV 

Finally it was lunch, Lesley & I usally sat together but then Connor and his friends.., Kian, Ricky, Jc, and Sam asked us if we wanted to sit with them for lunch. It was weird but we accepted the offer. It felt really awkward because Lesley was smiling like a lunatic. 

"Wow Connor, your outfit looks really good today" Lesley said, with a huge grin on her face.

"Haha, thank you Lesley" Connor said laughing a bit.

There was an awkward silence for about 2 minutes....

"Soooo" Kian finally said breaking the silence.

"Uhm I don't know.. how's high school going for you Hannah?" Connor asked, ignoring the fact that Lesley was there too. 

"Well, I'm not really used to the whole high school life yet, I'm still in the mind of an average middle school student. It's actually hard to get around in such a big ass place" I answered.

"Don't worry I'll help you get around, I'll be the peanut to your peanutbutter" Connor sweetly responded.

Lesley looked at me in a jealous hateful way. She kept that look for the entire lunch break.

"You better not get any ideas about my man Hannah, I'm watching you" Lesley said pissed off at me.

"Eww no. It's not like that, seriously" I said, confused.

"Well I'm getting a weird vibe that you two have something going on that I don't know of" Lesley said back to me in an angry voice.

"No, no, we are like best friends now, well he's like my best "guy" friend, we became really close over the week. I mean we hang out like 3 times a week during art club. We have a lot going on together, and you already know that I like Brandon" I said a bit annoyed at the way she was replying to me. 

Today, Connor and I had art club after school. Connor was in grade 11 & he was also 17. He was basically a sophomore. But anyways, we both headed to the art room because that's where it's obviously supposed to be held in. 

"So, Hannah, I've seen that you're really good at drawing and doing all things related to art" Connor said awkwardly looking down to his feet.

"Uh, yeah haha, I really love art, it's actually the number one thing I'm passionate about but I do sing a lot too. But I love artisitic things, like taking pictures especially of things I find beautiful" I said smiling.

"Beautiful as you?" Connor said looking straight into my eyes.

"You're funny Connor, I'm not but don't worry" I said sadly. 

"Actually, are you okay? You seemed really sad after I just called you beautiful...." He said, worried.

"I trust you and you better not tell anyone else about what I'm about to tell you" I said.

"Definitely, I'm your best friend, I would never" He said, with a bit of a smile on his face.

"Well, Uhm... I've been depressed all my life meaning, since 6th grade, I'm really insecure about myself, and I think I'm ugly and yah...I barely eat too and I'm just not me anymore and I can't seem to fix that" I told him, looking out the window, trying not to make eye contact with him. 

"Hannah" He said turning my face to him with his hand.

"You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life and you are not fat, you're just so...." He said looking for a word to describe me.