𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐫𝐰𝐧𝐜𝐞 + 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧!

The four of them sat at the cafeteria table, mainly Lawrence and Molly being lovebirds. His gaze shifted off towards the doors, feeling uncomfortable under the haze of others. "Hey, Carson? Are you feeling ok?" The brunette had asked, her expression turning into one of sorrow. "I-Im fine. Im going to be right back.." He replied, sitting up from his chair as he walked down towards the big, wide doors.

He started to sprint towards the bathroom, swinging open one of the stall doors and swiftly locking it shut. He slid to the ground, taking off his helmet and staring in the glass at the front. All he could hear were voices taunting him, some for his personality but most of them being fron appearance. He brought his knees towards his chest and started to slightly cry into them, biting down on his shirt so that his cries would be muffled. His small cries quickly turning into muffled sobs.

𝑻𝒆𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓.

He glanced at the blonde, noticing that a little strand of worry had come to her expression. "Hey, Amelia. You alright? You seem distressed." He said watching as she glared at him for using her first name. " I'm fine. But dont call me that. Just- Nevermind." She sighed, glaring towards the clock on the wall to check the time. "Hey uh, Im gonna go check on Carson-" He'd pause, slightly tilting his head towards the enterance then continuing. "Its starting to get worrying." He said, looking back toward the two girls. "Fine with me, but no promises we wont be gone when you return!" Molly said as she leaned over to give him a peck on the lips. "Love you!" He'd call before standing up and walking out of the room.

𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽:

He heard as someone had entered the bathroom, getting up to and covering his mouth and nose to try and muffle his sniffles. The stranger's feet had stopped right infront of the stall door, a small knockand then a soft voice was heard. "Carson? You in there." It'd say. 'Lawrence.' the boy thought, walking closer to the door and pausing a moment before saying "Yeah its me..." He'd reply, sniffling at the end. "Hey is something wrong? Can I Come in?" He'd say, trying to sound atleast a bit comforting. The door had been unlocked shortly after, The taller male looked down to see the sad figure, a little surprised upon noticing the loss of his helmet considering he always wears it.

𝑳𝒂𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽:

I reached down to stroke the smaller one's cheek, noticing how he had flinched upon him just raising his hand. "Hey, ℎ𝑒𝑦, its going to be alright." I said, shifting his other hand to pull Carson into a small hug. He watched as the shorter male had wrapped his arms around his stomach and pulling him closer. "What's wrong with me!" He shrieked. His hand grasping the fabric under his fingers. It was if he was holding on to me for his dear life. "Look, Carson, nothing is wrong with you. What makes you think there is?" I said in a calm tone, watching him carefully. The boy looked up at me with teary eyes, before saying between sobs, "Come on! Look at me! Why do you think i hide behind a helmet and barely eat infront of other people?!" He leaned back into the other ones chest. I placed my chin atop his head, it was a few moments before i spoke up saying. "Carson look, i dont know what you think you are but your not ugly, a freak, or any of that. Yes, you may be.annoying at times; usually. But that doesnt mean anything. Your apearance doesn't mean anything to me or the others, this isn't highschool. Plus, you look different, which makes you cooler." He looked down and lifted his chin up. The smaller male had plastered a small smile on his face while he looked to the side before muttering an apology. "and what are you apologizing for?" I said with a smug grin before helping him up. "For everything. But please, dont tell the others about what happened. Or what I look like.."

𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽:

I let out a groan at the thought of how they might react, lawrence catching him offgaurd as he bent down and pinched his cheek. "Hey!-" I yelled before getting cut off with, "No worries, thats what friends are for right? I wont tell a soul."

𝐎𝐌𝐆 𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒?!?!?!? 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧" 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 "𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧" 𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐲.

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