Back to Ellie's POV:

I turned my attention towards the person.

"Austin?" I asked.

"Don't do it!" He said.

"Why not? You want me to. You told me to kill myself. My brothers told me to kill myself, so I might as well." I said.

"I know, but don't do it, please. I didn't mean what I said. Please." He said. It looked like he's going to cry.

I walked towards him.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

"No, I'm not okay. Listen, El, I'm so so sorry about everything I've ever done to you. I never wanted to hurt you."

"Then why did you?" I said, while crying more than I already was.

"B-because I like you!"

My jaw dropped. "Y-you do?"

Tears started escaping eyes.

"Yeah, I do. I have since I saw you for the first time. Ellie, I love you." He said.

"When you were at my house, last night, I was joking around saying that I love you, but today, it's true. I love you." He continued.

I was speechless.

"I don't want you to kill yourself. You're worth so much more. I never meant to hurt you. I'm so sorry. Please, please, please forgive me." He said.

I cried more.

I ran towards him, and hugged him. I need a hug.

Even if it's from him.

He wrapped one of his arms around me.

It looked like he had trouble lifting his other arm.

Strange.

We cried together.

"Austin, I'm sorry for dumping spaghetti all over your shirt." I said.

"Ellie, I'm sorry for being jerk. I can't believe how rude I was to you. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. Just please don't do it again."

"I won't. I promise." He said.

We held hands.

I noticed something on his arm. So, I took a closer look.

Oh my gosh! A cut! Wait...there's no way! I can't believe this! He self-harms too!