The Only Reason

I was lying. There's actually one person in my life that gets me. One person that never jumps to judge me. He's the only person I can talk to. But the thing is, I don't even know his real name.

I call him Thomas. I met him on one of those chat roulette things and we started talking. At first it was that awkward getting to know each other phase but now we can talk about anything, sorta. He's the only person I can trust.


4. chapter 4

Mary's POV

*2 weeks later*

I sit on the bleachers alone like usual. I have my notebook and pen with me. It's been like this for the last two weeks. Well, it's always been like this. Being alone. Having no one to talk to. It just feels a little worse than usual. The difference is is that I don't have him anymore. I don't have Thomas.

I carefully write lyrics down in my notebook. It actually feels good to express myself through music. It's always been a passion of mine, but being a shy loner doesn't give you many great opportunities.

I look out onto the field at the soccer team. They were having a morning practice before the big game tomorrow against our rivals, The Eagles.

"I wish that I could forget about him." I mutter as I stare at the big number 18 on the back of his team jersey. He runs his fingers effortlessly through his thick black hair and I can't help but sigh in regret. He turns around and meets my eyes for only a brief second before dropping his head.

"He hates me."

"Who hates you?" Michael sits only a feet away asks. I'm startled by his question but quickly give him an answer.

"My dad. He has a really bad temper." I lie. Well it wasn't actually a lie. My dad probably does hate me and I hate his guts too.

Michael grins and takes a seat next to me. "Same with me. My dad gets mad at me if I don't take the trash out. I'm Michael by the way."

"I know. You're one of Calum's friends. I'm Mary. Aren't you on the soccer team?"

Michael shakes his head. "Nah, I'm actually more into music. It's just my mates Calum and Ashton on the team."

"Oh, so you like music? Do you play any instruments?"

"The guitar. So Mary, why are you sitting here alone?" He asks.

"I like to get away sometimes and write things in my notebook." I tell him. I did like being alone sometimes but it does gets hard being alone. Why would anyone want to be alone?

"Well I hope you don't eat lunch alone." He states.

I look down at my hards. "Actually, I do." I say feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well that's not going to happen again. You're going to sit with me and my friends." Michael beams.

I stare at him in confusion. "Don't you know who I am? I'm Mary the loner. No one talks to me ever. Why would you want me to sit at your table anyways?"

"Because I used to be like you until I made some friends. You just need a friend."

"Okay, but if it gets bad I'm leaving." I tell him.

Michael grins. "Deal."

Calum's POV

I take a sip of my water but almost choke on it when Ashton hits me in the stomach. "What was that for?" I say as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

"Who's talking to Mikey up in the bleachers?" Ashton questions. I look towards Michael and see her. "That's Mary. Why is he talking to her?" I'm confused as ever as I stare at the two. They're laughing as Michael probably tells a joke.

"Should we go up there and ask what's going on?" Ash suggests. I shake my head. "That'll just cause problems. We'll ask him about it during lunch."

*lunch break*

Luke, Ashton and I are sitting at our usual lunch table talking about random stuff, just fooling around.

"Hey, where's Mikey?" Luke asks as he takes a bite of his sandwich. "Well I haven't seen him since soccer practice this morning which you weren't there for." Ashton glares at Luke.

"Sorry, I was busy in the band room."

I roll my eyes. Michael and Luke are always in the band room practicing when they really should be on the team with us. I look towards the door to see Michael walk in.

"There he is." I point out. I wave him over but then I notice that he's with someone.

"Hey, isn't that Mary?" Ashton asks. We all turn to Mikey and see that behind him is Mary.

"Hey guys. I want you to meet my new friend. Guys, this is Mary. Mary this is Luke, Ashton, and Calum, my best friends." Michael introduces us and takes a seat beside Luke and I. Mary takes the empty spot across from me and beside Ashton.

"So Mary, are you new here?" Luke asks. I stare at him in disbelief but he just shrugs.

"No. I've been going to this school for 3 years." She tells him.

"Oh, well how come I haven't seen you aroun—" I cut Luke off.

"Because she's a loner. That's why. How bout you leave my friends and I alone Mary." I say as I glare at her.

She's in shock but doesn't hesitate to get up.

"Mary don't leave." Michael calls after.

"It's fine. I know when I'm not wanted." She smiles before walking out of the cafeteria.

"Dude what was that for? She's really nice you know."

"You don't know her like I do man. Just stay away from her. She's bad news."

I get up and walk out of the cafeteria onto the field. I knew exactly where Mary was heading.

A couple minutes later, I arrive at the bleachers. I see someone underneath them so I walk closer.

"Mary?" I call out. She turns to me and gets up. "What do you want?" She asks.

I take a few steps closer and notice that she's crying. "Mary, I didn't mean to lash out on you. Really, I was just upset."

"Right. Like you didn't mean to ignore me after what I told you at the dance." I drop my head. "It's complicated."

"How is it complicated? Just tell me how you feel about me now that you know the truth. Wasn't that what you wanted?"

"Yes but—"

"But you didn't expect it to be me, right? To you I'll still be that loner that you've been bullying since grade 9. I'll never be 'Ariana'."

She walks past me but I grab her hand making her crash into my chest. "I freaked out okay? When you told me that Ari was you I freaked. It just happened so fast and I didn't know how to feel. I'm sorry that I left you and I'm sorry that you feel this way, but I'll never forget the way you make me feel. The way you changed me to want to be a better person."

"If you were a better person you wouldn't have embarrassed me in front of your friends." She pulls her hand out of my grip. "I was so close to not meeting you that night because I already figured it out that it was you. I figured that this would happen since you're popular and I'm a freak, but I had a little hope that you wouldn't care who I was but I was defiantly wrong."

"Mary I haven't stopped caring about you. Nothing's changed the way I feel about you." I try to reason. "I want this to work out but,"

"But no one can know about us." She finishes my sentence.

"I like you Mary, I just don't want anyone to know. Is that okay with you?"

"I-I guess."

I grin before pulling her into my arms in a tight hug.

"Calum, I can't breathe." She tells me. I pull away and reach for her hand."I promise we can make this work."

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