chapter 12

                                    

                                          
John's pov: 
                          
I looked at him. He was crying. It broke my heart. It was all George fold. Bloody George. how were I going to get his attention? I thought for a moment. Should I just talk to him? I was about to say something, but I suddenly got really nerves. Why did I get nerves? How stupid. I knew I had to talk to him. 
                          
I forced myself to say "Paul" in as low voice. He looked shocked at me and I just smiled. His eyes were all puffy from crying and his face were red. He then took his palms up to his face as whipped the tears away and smiled at me. 
                          
"john" he said surprised. 
                          
I gave him a worried glare and stepped down from the toile. I then knocked at the booth where Paul sat and asked, "can I come in?" 
                          
There were silent for a moment and then the I heard the door lock click. Suddenly the door opened, and Paul rushed out and hugged me. I was surprised but quickly hugged back. I couldn't remember the last time I hugged someone. I had forgot how nice it felt. I never wanted it to stop. 
                          
But what was that? He had started so sob again. I held him tighter and said "it's all right, everything going to be all right" 
                          
He looked at me and I looked back. 
                          
"thank you" he said thankfully. 
                          
I grabbed his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. 
                          
"are you okay?" 
                          
"yeah" he sniffed "it's just George" 
                          
"what happened?" I asked. 
                          
"it's stupid I'm just overreacting"
                          
I didn't ask further into it right know because I didn't want to upset him even more. He was already a walking nerve rag so why upset him more? I then grabbed his cheek with my hand and let my thump wipe a tear away. I looked him in the eyes. There were a lot of tension between us. I looked at him for a while and then smiled. He smiled back and I grabbed some paper from the paper dispenser. I handed it to Paul, and he wiped the tears away with it. 
                          
"so, what now?" I asked. 
                          
"everything else than class" he answered. 
                          
I was actually a bit surprised Paul didn't seem like the kind that skipped school. I gave him a smirk and said, "so you are suggesting we skip school?" 
                          
"kind of" he said innocent.
                          
"Okay then let's go" I said and handed him my hand. 
                          
Paul's pov 
                          
I stopped breathing. Nobody could know I was crying. But then I heard a small voice say 
                          
"Pual" 
                          
It sounded like John! but it couldn't could it? I looked up and there he was with his goofy smile. I quickly wiped my tears away with my hands and smiled. 
                          
"John" What were he doing here? 
                          
He then looked worried at me and I heard him step down from the toilet and knock on the booth's door and say, "can I come in?" 
                          
I hesitated. Did I really want him to see me like this? Ohh I didn't care he had skipped class just to find me. He really did care for me more than everyone had ever done. Except my mother of course. 
                          
I unlocked the door and opened it. I couldn't help it to just rush over to him and hug him. I was so thankful for he had come. He was really the only one I needed right know. After a second or two John started to hug back, and it really warmed my heart. I squashed my head into John bust. I hadn't felt so safe in a long time. It reminded me of the hugs I gave my mom when I were a child. My mom. I really missed her. 
                          
Suddenly I could feel the tears yet again stream out from my eyes. I hugged him tighter and sobbed into his sweater vest. He hugged me back also tightening his grip and said, "it's all right, everything going to be all right" 
                          
I looked him and he looked back. 
                          
"thank you" I said. 
                          
He then grabbed my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. 
                          
"are you okay?" he asked consumed. 
                          
"yeah" I sniffed "it's just George" 
                          
"what happened?" he asked. 
                          
I thought about what happened for a moment. All George had said were true. I never listened to him. 
                          
"it's stupid I'm just overreacting" I said. 
                          
He then grabbed my cheek with his one hand and wiped away a tear. I looked him in the eyes, and he looked back. My heard wormed. Why were he so sweet to me? Everything George set about him wasn't true. In this moment I knew he never ever were going to hurt me. 
                          
He then smiled at me and I smiled back. We then let go of each other and he handed me a paper. I took it and wiped my tears away. 
                          
"so, what now?" he asked. 
                          
"everything else than class" I answered. 
                          
The thing I needed the least right now were to meet George. 
                          
He then smirked and said, "so you are suggesting we skip school?" 
                          
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "kind of" 
                          
"Okay then let's go" he said and handed me his hand. 
                          
Author's note: 
                          
Thank you for reding I hope you enjoyed this chapter. 
                          
I'm not going to upload as often as I have because of school. But I hope to at least upload one or two times a week.