WARNING
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Triggering scenarios below. Read at your own risk.
Arian's POV
[After detention]
I grab my bag pack and walk out of the school gate. My mind is still spinning from crying in the bathroom. I can't describe how scared I was when Patrick found me crying in the boys bathroom and now he's insisting on walking me home and there's nothing I can do about it. My palms get sweatier by the moment and Patrick keeps watching me so hard that I can literally feel he's eyeballs drill a whole by the side of my head. As I take the last turning leading to my uncles gate, Patrick grabs my wrist.
"What?" I ask.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"My uncle's house. Duh." Exactly how dumb is this guy?
"Oh. It's just that..." Why is he hesitating?
"If you're not going to talk, I'll like to be on my way" I try to remove my hands from he's grip but he tightens his hold.
"Pat, what's wrong with you?" did he hit his head on something,or...
