*Jason's POV* 

After I asked you that question, you smiled and I saw the way that the light in your eyes brightened. I love to see you smile because of how beautiful it really is. I walked you back to class, and sat down next to you in class. When class started, the teacher gave us our worksheets, and you, like always, were the first to finish. You sat quietly at your desk and I glanced over at you every once and a while as I finished my worksheet. Once everyone finished their worksheets, everyone started talking. I overheard a conversation next to where you were, about a kid talking about how stupid his mother was and how she punished him for nothing. I looked back over to you and I seen a single tear roll out of your eye. I watched as you got up and asked the teacher a question. The next thing I knew, you were walking out of the room with your hand covering your mouth as tears flowed out of your eyes. When the bell rang you still weren't back in class. It was 7th period and you still weren't back yet. I sat through my last class worrying about if you were okay or not. I was scared that something may have happened to you. When the last bell of the day rang, I walked out into the hallway and seen you standing at your locker getting your stuff packed up. I walked over to you, and said,

"Are you okay? You left 6th period and never came back to class."

"I was in the counselor's office crying. I didn't wanna be in the classroom with those boys talking about that stuff."

"I understand. I'm so sorry that I didn't do anything to shut them up."

"Don't worry about it. It's not your fault that I'm sensitive right now."

You slid my jacket off your shoulders, and handed it back to me. People started to flood the hallways, and I took back the jacket, and said,

"Thanks. Are you sure that you don't wanna keep it over the weekend?"

"No. I'll be okay. Thanks for letting me wear it today by the way."

"It's not a problem at all. Anytime."

I smiled at you and you forced a smile back me. You said that you have to go, and told me to have a good weekend. I stopped you before you could walk away and I gave you a hug. You wrapped your arms around me and breathed a sigh of relief. When you let go I told you,

"I know that we aren't dating or anything and we just met but I wanted you to know that I love you."

"I love you too."

You then walked away and I watched you go. I put my jacket on, and when I stuck my hand in my pocket, I found a small slip of paper. It read,

Dear Jason,

Thank you for everything that you've done for me. You don't need to worry about me and what happens to me. I'll be fine. But just in case you want to check in on me this weekend to make sure that I'm okay,

(352)873-1925

-Casper <3

I smiled when I finished reading it, and I transferred the number into my phone and decided that I would call you whenever I got home. I was so glad you had decided to begin and let me in. I hope that you'll continue to let me in and know more about you.