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guys im so excited for later in this story :D

Hayden's POV:

"Hello?" Their voice rings through the phone.

"I-I need to t-tell you something." I try to catch my breath as the sobs escape my lips so easily.

"Woah, Hayden! First off, calm down. Deep breaths."

And so I do. As soon as I am calm, they begin. "What happened?"

"Jasmine, h-he..." I couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"What did he do, and who's he?" She asks, calmly.

"E-Eric...he, he touched me Jas!" Cue the tears.

"Oh my god, Hayden. I'm so sorry." And before I know it, we're both crying.

"I don't know what to do!"

"You have to tell someone."

"It's not that easy! I can't tell my mom, she won't even care! And Evan, oh God! He's already on my mom's death list!"

She sighs, "What about Louis? You seem to really trust him."

My heart aches, "I can't tell him."

"And why not?"

"Because what if he thinks of me differently?"

"Then he's not fucking worth it!" Her outburst makes me jump slightly, but I stay silent.

"I've got to go, Jas. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"M hm. Just think of telling him, okay?" I don't respond.

Lunch rolls by fairly slow, it seemed to be the only thing I looked forward to. I get my food and sit at our regular table. And soon after, Jasmine comes and sits down, tapping her fingers. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I'm about to respond but close my mouth when Louis and Harry come and sit.

"Hi, Hayden." Louis smiles.

"Hello, Louis."

I then turn to Harry. "Hello, Harry."

"Hey, Hayden. Hi, Jasmine." He smiles towards her.

"Hi." She whispers, her face going bright red.

Louis raises an eyebrow at him, and Harry gulps. "You, um, look very beautiful today." Instead of responding, she stands up and runs out of the cafeteria. Harry's face goes red, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, Harry. You did amazing. Jasmine's just...an awkward one. She doesn't do well with compliments; especially from you." I wink.

He laughs. "Thanks, Hayden."

The bell rings, and Louis walks with me to dump my tray. Everyone files out of the cafeteria and as we enter the hallway, Louis intertwines our fingers. I look down at our hands and at his face, "I want people to know."

"Know what?" I ask.

"I like you a lot." He smiles, squeezing my hand. I squeeze his back, and the smile on my face doesn't fade.

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Ohhhhhh, Layden bruh!