His bottom was starting to ache; he had been sitting with Blaine for most what must have been most of the school day.

He had been looking at the trees finding pretty patterns in the bark tracing them with his eyes.

"I dont understand why youre here," Blaine said out of nowhere making him jump a little.

He turned to look at him thinking about his answer. "Because I dont understand why you ran and came here of all places," he said and Blaine shook his head before pushing himself to his feet.

"You dont know me and you never will, so back off," Blaine spat. He thought he was about to start kicking the shit out of him but all he did was walk around him towards the hole in the fence.

Blaine got onto his hands and knees.

He wanted to say something that would stop him from leaving but he couldnt think of anything to say. "Blaine…," he said but Blaine ignored him and started to crawl back under the fence onto the field.

Blaine started to walk back across the field towards the school; he pulled out a small piece of paper and wrote his number on it before stuffing it into his pocket.

In the distance he heard the bell ring and then students voices as they flooded out of the school.

He sighed and started to crawl back through the fence cursing to himself as his jeans dragged through the mud again.

He got up and grabbed his bag. "Blaine!" He yelled but Blaine didnt ever stop and look at him.

He started running after him catching up rather quickly before grabbing his shoulder making him turn to look at him. He took the piece of paper out of his pocket.

"Blaine just take this," he said shoving it into one of Blaines jean front pockets knowing that he wouldnt take it.

"Get off me!" Blaine yelled and he felt hands on his shoulders pushing him backwards. He wasnt expecting it so he fell over his own feet and tumbled to the ground.

Blaine stormed off towards the gate not even looking back once, he stayed on the floor until he saw Blaine turn left out of the gate and disappear out of view before climbing to his feet.

He knew he had messed up, he didnt think that just touching him would give such a bad response from him.

He ran his hand through his hair before walking toward the gate himself but he turned right walking towards his house.

His dad had offered to pick him up but he didnt live far so he said that he would rather walk.

It only took a couple minutes to reach his house and he walked inside going straight into the kitchen.

"Hey bud," his dad said giving him a smile.

"Hey," he replied walking further into the kitchen.

"Did you have a go-," his dad paused as he looked at him. "What happened? Are you getting bullied again? You can move if you want we just need to find another school thats decently close," his dad said looking a little panicked looking at the dirt that covered his jeans.

"Dad stop, Im fine I just fell over," he lied. "The school is nice, a lot nicer than the last one," he said.

"Youre sure?" He asked and he nodded. His dad had always been protective over him making sure that he was ok and comforting after being bullied so much in the last school, he hadnt told his dad most of the bad things that had happened to him in his last school he just told him what he couldnt hide like when he used to come home with bruises.

"Are you hungry?" His dad asked but he just shook his head grabbing an apple off the table.

"Ill just have this, I just want to go to bed its been a long day," he smiled and turned making his way up the stairs to his room, taking a couple bites of the apple.

He walked into his room, flopping down onto his bed, he couldnt stop thinking about Blaine he didnt understand why he hate everything so much. At least he knew where he went to get away from everything, he wanted to help him even if he didnt want it, everyone needs someone to talk to.

If he continues to push him away and he can see that he really just wants to be alone then he will leave, but he gets this vibe from him telling him that he really just needed someone to care about him.

He let out a long sigh pulling out his phone looking to see if he had any messages. Nothing.

He put his phone on his bed side table before rolling off his bed taking another couple bites of his apple before dropping it in the bin that sat by his door, he staring to pull of his clothes dropping them to the floor. He walked over to his draws opening the third draw down and pulling out a pair of pyjamas.

It was a bit early but he was exhausted he just wanted to go to sleep, hopefully it will stop him thinking about Blaine.

He found it strange how attached he had got to someone who he had just met and they guy didnt even like him.

Once he was dressed he crawled into bed lying on his back, looking at the ceiling.

He looked towards his phone again picking it up, making sure that there were still no messages.

Still nothing.

He just had to assume that Blaine was ok and that if he wasnt then he would give him a call of a text asking for help. Deep down he knew that he wouldnt which made his stomach sink.

He closed his eyes trying to force himself into sleep, failing massively.

It took him a couple of hours of opening and closing his eyes, and looking at his phone before he finally fell into a restless sleep.