Sophia's POV
I saw everything, I saw his smile; his fear. I admired it, I wanted to be apart of his world what he was thinking of 24/7. I knew what I wanted and I always got it. Although he was different, unique almost unreal. I heard about him before he was almost untouchable...The boy with the cardboard face. It was either given to him or he gave it to myself. He liked it, I could see it in his eyes. Those eyes so blue but so dark. How was that even possible, having such beautiful eyes but have them filled with sorrow and pain. I wanted to help and I was going to help him if it was the last thing I did. I couldn't let him feel pain and I wouldn't let him.
I ran, I ran straight to them. I wasn't listening to the gasps, to my brain or my friends. I was listening to my heart. It was telling me to protect him and that's what I was going to do.
As soon as their filthy hands almost made contact with his face, I held high it in the air. I had a strength I didn't even know was inside of me. He looked up as if he was shocked and he looked at me in awe. His eyes started to water, he was going to cry. I know that look better than I know myself. He started to shake and he ran. The laughs followed him. No...this wasn't how I wanted it to go, then again nothing was ever right in my life I just had a good way of hiding it. I still wasn't thinking straight, so I ran after him. I saw the looks, I heard the whispers did I care? Not really I knew they would forget this ever happen tomorrow.
I kept running until I found him. He had his headphones on, his eyes and face were pure red. I wanted to help, so I sat down, held out my arms and gave him a look that it was safe. He shoot me a look full of pain and hate. I realised he didn't hate me, he hated what I was doing. Knowing he was never going to let me look after him I took charge. I held him to my chest and let him cry into my t-shirt. I didn't mind, I almost liked it.
He started to calm down as if he was trying to say something.
"I-i-i'm E-Ethan, W-who are you-u?" He sobbed.
I laughed he was too cute and didn't even notice the best thing was he didn't even know who I was.
"I'm Sophia, Ethan and you've kind of ruined my top hehe." I laughed, he was stuttering, not even realising how cute he was.
"Yeah I'm sorry...I'm such a mess," He said, wiping his tears, he tried to get up. Was it weird I didn't want him to leave me.
"Stay."
"What?"
"Stay with me Ethan let me hold you...please," I pleaded, "I't's okay if you don't want to..."
He smirked at me as if he knew what he was doing to me. HECK! Even I didn't know what he doing to me. How does he do that? And why?
"Sure," He sat back down next to me and rested his head on my chest, "Does this mean we're friends?"
"Of course."
