Zander's P.O.V.

Gone. Just like that.

I followed her on my bike all the way to her house. Just to make sure she made it home safely. Give a guy some credit, geez. She was crying the whole way, without a coat, and getting drenched in the rain.

Currently, I'm headed back towards the school, hoping I can somehow make an excuse for her in our classes. Something like: "Oh she got sick so I took her home." Would probably work, right?

The rain has slowed down a bit, but the cold breeze in the air causes each drop to feel like ice hitting your skin. As I park my bike outside the school and rush back inside, my mind wanders back to what happened.

I didn't know what exactly happened in that bathroom, but I knew it wasn't going to be good.

~•~

Late again, oh well. It's only my first week, they won't notice my absence. I pass by the class I'm supposed to be attending and continue walking down the hallways, dodging students as they rush to get to their classes on time. They still have 5 minutes left, I don't see what the big deal is. Soon the hallways are empty, and only a few students are left rushing to class. As another student runs past me, a thought pops into my head,

I could really use a drink.

I scan the hallways and see that the water fountain is up ahead. Just as I'm bending over to get a drink, I hear things being thrown around in the girls bathroom to my left. What is going on in there? I stand by the fountain, carefully listening to try to catch what is being said. Unfortunately, the walls are thick therefore I can't hear anything but something else hitting the floor. Seconds go by before the laughing starts; loud, obnoxious laughing.

What the – mid-thought the door slams open, Samantha and her group come walking out still laughing. I'm quick to turn away so they don't notice it's me. They rush off to class, laughing the whole way at whatever it is they did in that bathroom. I press my ear to the girls bathroom door, there's mostly silence other than the quiet crying. Samantha must have really hurt this girl. I'm hesitant to go in, I mean it's none of my business.

Gosh, Zander why are you doubting yourself on this?! This girl or person needs help, so help! I mentally groan to myself - I'm going to be that person who can't mind their own business - and barge into the bathroom, not caring anymore about whether it's my business or not, not even caring that I'm going into the girls bathroom. I round the corner and there she is, staring into the mirror. Concern washes over me like a bucket of cold water when I see her tear stained face.

Finally she notices me standing there and her eyes fill with confusion. She's soon to voice her thoughts, causing me to force down a laugh at the pure bewildered tone of voice she uses,
"Why. . . Is he in the girls bathroom. . ."

I smirk inwardly to myself. That's cute, she probably didn't mean to say that out loud. I shake my head quickly, the situation finally dawning on me. My heart breaks as the puzzle pieces all come together in my mind. I rush over to cradle her face in my hands, my heart aching as I look at her tears. The red mark on her cheek is bright, it's obvious Samantha or one of her friends had hit her.

"I heard crying, then saw Sam and her friends leave. Are you okay, Cupcake?" She looks up at me, confusion still in her eyes. She starts tearing up again at whatever is running through her mind. I pull her into a hug, letting her cry as I wrap my arms around her. She's gripping my shirt and sobbing at this point, letting her emotions take over her so much that she doesn't care it's me holding her together. My heart aches even more as she leans on me for support.

Finally after what seems like forever, I gently pull away to grab her face again, using my thumb to wipe away her tears as I look at her beautiful face. And boy, is she beautiful. She stares back but then quickly pulls away, grabs her bag, and books it to the door.

"Wait! Sarah!" I reach out to grab her arm but she's too quick. She runs out the door, halfway down the hall by the time I make it out myself. We run down the halls, her little legs taking her farther away from me with each step. Does this girl take track and field or something?!

Before I know it, we're outside in the pouring rain. She's running in the direction of her house, and I run in the direction of my bike. I hurry to get on my motorcycle, revving it to life then racing to follow her. I honestly don't even know why I'm following her, I just know that I have to.

The rain only starts falling harder. I take note that she's only in a tee-shirt and jeans. She's bound to get a cold. Before I can speed up to give her a ride, she stops outside of her house. She's shivering, her clothes soaked, yet she stands there for a few more moments just staring at the building in front of her. Soon, she's moving forward again and going inside.

My heart lurches inside my chest, the way she looked at me in the bathroom, so broken, so alone. I just wanted to hold her close until all her pain washed away. I know I just met her, but there's something about her that just seems different from all the other girls. I can't let her get away.

~•~

After she ran into her house, I just sat in the rain while staring at her door. How could I just sit there? I should have ran after her, to make sure she was okay for sure.

And how could such a lovely girl be hated so much?

I haven't talked to her a lot, yet I'm drawn to her like a moth to a light. I'm interested in what I'll find with her. The bell rings in the hallway, snapping back to reality.

Why do I even care? She's just some girl, right?

Doubt flickers inside me at my own thoughts as I head into my next class, easily crafting a half-lie to the teacher about where Sarah and I were. He accepts it and ushers me to a random seat, starting to go on about words I can't even focus on. As I sit in my seat, one word crossing my mind in a constant loop of doubt.

Right?

~•~

"Just some girl?! Sarah, if you were really 'Just some girl' as you say, why would he go through such length to help you?!" Gina throws her hands up in the air, looking at me like I'm a mad woman. 

I shrug my shoulders, "Out of the kindness of his heart? I don't know, Gigi. I just don't think he had any special reason." I fiddle with my locket and lay down on my bed as Gina paces around my room. "I mean, he probably just wants something from me, just like all the others."

She groans in frustration, dropping down on the bed beside me, "Honestly, Sarah, You always think the worst of things. Can't you just for this one time, I don't know, think that maybe he wanted to help you?" I shrug again then look over at her frowning face.

She sighs once more, closing her eyes in defeat. "Okay fine, but if he helps you again like that I'm assuming he likes you!"

I roll my eyes, laughing softly at her words.
"Alright, if that's what you want to believe. Besides we just met a few days ago, I highly doubt he would like me."

Worthless . . . I shake the thought from my mind quickly, sitting up to lean against the wall. "Gi, what do you say we go watch some Supernatural while shoveling pizza and ice cream in our mouths?"

She immediately jumps up out of the bed, rushing to the door while screaming a very loud, "Heck yeah!" And before I can even get to the door, she's down the steps turning the T.V. on.

Maybe he did do it because he wanted to, maybe he only did it to make me owe him something in return, either way I don't think it'll turn into anything else. So why worry?

Why worry at all?

~•~

Hey guys! Here's the long awaited chapter five! So sorry I haven't uploaded in a while. A lot of stuff has happened and been going on that I haven't been on here. Chapter six is on its way soon!

I've finally sat down to edit this mess and oh boy, there are a lot more typos than I anticipated....oops 😂😂 And so many inconsistencies omg! If you notice anything different (like if Zander's eye color changes....😂😂 It's dark green okay, DARK GREEN IS HIS EYE COLOR! I swear I've seen three different ones in here - I'm confusing myself) feel free to point it out and I'll tag it for later!

And since I'm such a slow person, this will probably take me a while to edit so I apologize for that!

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