Chapter 13 / "i promise"

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Trigger warnings?: mentions of self harm

Nick pov:

Karl had fallen asleep in my arms after what had happened but I still couldn't believe it, I couldn't sleep at all since I was worried and all I wanted to do now was make sure Karl was okay. I ran my hands through his soft, curly, brown hair as he slept, must I admit he was adorable when he slept.

I sighed to myself as I heard a ding on my phone, it was dream. I totally forgot he stayed over last night and I didn't invite him out today. I carefully moved Karl off of my lap and laid him gently on the bed and then walked over to my phone. I read text messages from dream that said

'Call me when you can I need help'

'Nick please-'

'Me and George are on a date and I'm not sure how to tell him I like him'

I re-read every single word and began feeling like a shit friend by not texting back, but I had Karl to deal with, he needed me and I couldn't just ignore it so I texted back.

'Im so sorry dream, something happened with Karl and he really needed me. Text me after your date'

I sighed with a guilty pit in my stomach but then I felt warm arms wrap around me,

"Why did you move?" A tired Karl asked, I smiled and turned to him before hugging him back

"Dr- clay texted me.." I chuckled before carrying on "he likes George and he doesn't know how to tell him how much he likes him"

"I thought they were together?" Karl mumbled, I laughed and shook my head.

"I wish they were, it's clear they like each other Karl but I think they are too scared to tell each other" I replied

"George isn't scared!" Karl growled softly, i shrugged and laughed

"Well I don't know that, I don't know him like you do" I said and walked back over to the bed

"Sorry for snapping.." Karl's soft voice spoke up again. I reassured him that it was okay and he smiled and ran over, he sat on my lap and I felt myself blush. I never felt this way to anyone so why was I feeling like this?

"Karl.." I muttered, the boy looked up at me with his warm brown eyes and tilted his head in confusion

"How long? Have you uh.. you know" I motioned towards his arms and he looked back down, resting his head on my chest again.

"F-for awhile.. since I think I was 10.." his voice trailed off, Karl is 17 which makes it seven years of self harm, I looked down at his arm then rubbed soothing circles around his arm.

"Can you promise me something?" I asked,

The boy hesitated before nodding slowly.

"Can you promise not to do it again?" I questioned, Karl hesitated and didn't say anything for a couple of minutes before he finally spoke up again.

"I promise"

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