Falling for the blue eyed boy

"Quinn? What's this?" Nash asks me in a harsh voice. His eyebrows are Knit together as he tries to figure out the situation in front of him. He didn't even use the nickname he has for me. That hurt a little.

I can't tell him. It would ruin us. It would ruin everything we have.

"Nothing. Just go home" I say softly. "please"

"No. Tell me what's happing right now. I don't care if you don't want me to know." He is raising his voice.

"YOU CANT HELP!" I yell suddenly. Why can't he understand? Why can't he just leave me alone? No one can help me. He found me. There's nothing I can do now.

"Quinn! What the Heck is going on?"

I look up at him. He looks angry. I turn away and start walking. I want to go to my studio. I need to blow off my emotions. He grabs my arm.

"Quinn." He says my name as if it's a statement. Not a question

I blink tears out of my eyes and accept defeat. I turn around and walk to the couch. He follows me. He sits down next to me. I turn my body so that I'm facing him. I curl my legs so that I'm sitting cross cross. I sniffle trying to hold all my emotions together.

"Quinn" he says again. "You don't have to tell me right now. I'm just confused, that's all. When you do tell me though, I will comfort you. I will understand and the secret will be safe with me." He suddenly isn't mad anymore. He must have seen how scared and frightened I was.

I look up at him. My eyes were blurry from the tears I was holding back. I blinked and they rolled down my cheeks. He brushed them away with his thumbs as he held my face. He looks sad. He looks scared. But he also looks caring and brave. I know I can trust him.

I think I can tell him.

*rough draft. Edit everything when done*