Emo

~Chapter 2 ~

A/N ~ Mentions of suicide & self harming

* Ben's p.o.v *

As I left the classroom, there he was. Leaning against the wall with his ear buds in.

I felt myself blush, that's something I haven't done in a while. Once I took one look at him, I couldn't stop. His black hair that covered one eye, his little nose, his eyes (well, eye) and even his lips singing silently to the song playing through his earbuds.

I've never felt such an attraction towards anyone before, it was weird. I could feel my hands getting sweaty and my face went all red. I had to talk to him, but I couldn't get his attention. I slowly walked up to him, carefully so I didn't fall over, and poked his shoulder lightly.

He looked down at me and his eyes sparkled, as girly as that sounds.

"Hiya, I'm Alex! You must be Ben, Sir has told me all about you! You're such a cool guy, I don't know how you stay so strong! And your shirt, oh my goodness, don't even get me started on your shirt. Sleeping With Sirens? I was literally just listening to them! That's so weird, isn't it?"

"Uh, yeah. Weird. Now anyway, we have to go to science."

"I hate science! It's so god damn boring! Why do I need to know what we're made of if I want to be a singer? I don't have to! It's not like I'll sing a song about cells or the digestive system. I wonder if anyone has actually wrote a song about that..."

This guy, Alex, really doesn't stop talking. We've been standing here for five minutes and he's been babbling on about how much he hates science.

I just stood there, pretending to listen, until he poked me and said,

"Do you think he's gorgeous?"

"Uh yeah, totally gorgeous." I had no idea who he was talking about, so I just agreed.

"Whaaa-? You think Einstein's gorgeous? What's wrong with you? I think you might need to go to the opticians!"

His eyes widened and his mouth was just hanging, he genuinely looked shocked.

"Oh, no! I don't think Einstein's gorgeous. I thought you were talking about someone else..."

And with that, I just walked off to science.

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The bell sounded for the end of the lesson and everyone filed out of the classroom. Like always, I was the last person left.

I glanced around the room looking for Alex and found him underneath a table,

"What on earth are you doing? It's lunch, go and make some friends."

"I have made a friend! It's you!"

He sounded really excited and it made me blush quite a bit.

"Aww! Little Ben's blushing!"

He got up from under the table once he'd found the lid for his pen.

I noticed something stuck to Alex's back, a post-it note saying 'Punch me'. It was his first day here and he was already close to getting punched, maybe I should help him after all. He didn't deserve it.

Somehow, I felt bad for him. He hasn't even been here a day and people are already being mean to him. It reminds me a bit of myself...

My thoughts were rudely interrupted by Alex, no surprises there then.

"So are we going to get lunch? I am so hungry, I could eat a whole tofu horse! I couldn't eat a real horse, obviously, I'm a vegetarian. I don't know how anyone can eat a whole horse anyway, they'd just be sick! Would you be sick if you ate a whole horse?"

This made me smile, and I haven't done that in a long time. Maybe this guy wasn't so bad after all, "Well, I guess so. I'm not that hungry anyway, so I'll find a table."

"Oh please queue up with me, I hate being by myself!" He looked at me with huge eyes, his bottom lip pushed out. He looked so childish, it was sweet.

"Fine, but only because you're new."

"Thank you so much. Tell me about you, Ben." He actually seemed interested so, on our way to the canteen, we spoke about our lives.

It got pretty personal.

"Well, I'm a bit of a freak. At least, that's what everyone else thinks. I don't have any friends, except you, because I get bullied every day. It's not always physically but when it is, my parents don't care. My mother left my father and I when I was only six. My father still hasn't told me why, he doesn't tell me anything anymore. Then when the bullying got too much, I tried to kill myself. I've tried to kill myself five times now."

At this point, I could see Alex welling up and I wiped his eyes a little,

"I'm sorry, maybe I should stop now."

Alex just shook his head, "Please continue, I want you to tell me everything. That's what friends are for."

I look at him, and he nodded to let me know it was okay to continue.
Instead, I walked him to the toilets and we sat down in a cubicle.

Instead of telling him about everything, I just rolled up my sleeves.

The tears started rolling down my cheeks and not long afterwards, tears rolled down his too.

Alex then rolled my sleeves back down and held me close to him. It felt nice to have someone care about you. Even if you didn't even know them that well.

Quietly, Alex whispered something in my ear. "Promise me that you'll try to stop. You are worth so much more than a fucking blade. Don't let people get to you. You've got me now, and you'll always have me if you need me."

I just nodded and sobbed harder into his shirt. His arms snaked around my torso and pulled me closer into him.

His body was so warm, and being held against him was so soothing.

The tears stopped after a while and Alex smiled weakly at me, "Are you okay?"

"I'm much better now, thanks."

I actually felt a whole lot better for once. It was so nice to have someone care for me. I knew Alex meant it when he said that he'd always be there for me.

When the bell rang, me and Alex both realised that it was the end of the day. We'd spent the last two lessons of the day in that toilet cubicle.

Alex wasn't as bad as I had thought...