My friends and I have problems

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Tyler's POV
I was hanging out with my new friend, Hailey, that I met last week. We were talking and asking each other questions.
"Birthday?" She asked.
"October 30th, you?"
"November 5". I'm really liking this girl, maybe more than I should.
"Hey, could I ask you something?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure"
"So... I really like this boy, you might know him", I nodded. "But I don't know if he feels the same way. What should I do to get him to notice me?" She asked. My heart skipped a beat, was she talking about me?
"You can uh-tell me who it is you know" I laughed. "Fine, its-", my heart was at rapid pace. "Marcel", my heart sunk and shattered.
"Oh-I-uh-I think he has a girlfriend" I said.
"Really? Who?"
"Grace"
"As in Grace Paul?" She asked, I nodded.
She rolled her eyes and scoffed. She leaned back on my wall. I stared at the ground while my heart tried to heal itself.
Marcel's POV
Today's the day. So Evans Mom agreed to letting me stay at their house for 2 years and if she gets used to me being there that she'll adopt me. Evan, Grace, and I were helping move my shit into Evans house. They gave me a room next to the bathroom, which was across the hall from Evans room. It had white walls and a beige carpet. They already had a mattress for me, but with no bedspring. I was okay with that though, as long as I could live with my best bro and see my best girl I'm alright.
"That the last one?" Evan groaned stretching.
"Yeah", I said plopping the box down and wrapping my arm around Grace.
"So is there any like-rules that I need to follow?" I asked. "Uh, just keep your room clean. And that's about it" he laughed sitting on my mattress. Grace and I sat next to him. He kept pulling his phone out and sighing when he had no notifications.
"Evan, what's up with you?" Grace asked.
"Eh-I'm just worried about Jon" he sighed.
"He'll be okay, he's strong" I said and he laughed. Jon is one of the weakest people we know. "It's not just that though" he said sitting up. "Jon wanted me to meet his parents and he scheduled dinner, but now it's pushed back because I couldn't protect him" he choked out.
"Evan-" I said scooting closer.
"His parents hate me and I put him in danger by attacking Ryan when I shouldn't have"
"What else were you supposed to do?"
"I don't know, but I know that I would do anything to be in Jon's position right now" he said. "Damn, you're going to make me cry" Grace laughed tearing up. We all hugged and the started decorating my room.
Bryce's POV
I was sitting on the couch watching a telenovela.
"¡no! ¡no puede morir!" I yelled.
"Damn, whatcha watching there?" Someone asked. I looked over the couch and saw Luke hanging up his jacket and taking off his snow boots. It didn't really faze me because people barge into our house all the time.
"Sorry, didn't know you were here" I giggled. "Uh-Tyler's upstairs with some girl" I said pointing upstairs. "Oh-I-uh-I actually came to see you" he said sitting next to me.
"Oh... really? Why?" I asked scooting over to give him room to sit. "Just wanted to get to know you more I guess"
"Oh, cool"
"So... why don't you eat?" He asked. I looked at him in disbelief and disgust.
"I eat" I scoffed.
"Stop lying"
"I do!"
"No you don't, why?"
"Because"
"Because what?"
"Why do you care?"
"Cause I care about people I care about"
"Well why do you care about me?". He was silent so I stood up and turned the TV off and started walking towards the stairs.
"Wait!" He said grabbing my wrist. I winced and he flipped them over to see my cuts.
His eyes widened and tears fell from my eyes onto my rosy cheeks. He pulled me into a hug while I cried in his chest.
"Why?" Is all he asked.
"No one cares, no one loves me. And no one ever will" I said choked up. "I care" he said looking into my eyes. I pushed away from him and stood up brushing myself off. He stood up and looked at me odd. "I'm not a baby. I don't need you to swaddle and rock me" I scoffed wiping my eyes. "I'm tough" I said walking up the stairs as he just stood there.
Jon's POV
I gasped as I abruptly woke up from a nightmare. What if Ryan gets me again. It was 12 am so I called Evan.
E- hello?
J- hey babe, whatcha doing?
E- smoking on my roof
J- I thought you said you'd quit
E- I lowered it down
J- from what?
E- from 7 to 6. I rolled my eyes and laughed.
E- how are you?
J- better. They said I'm leaving in a week or two
E- I'm getting all your homework so be ready to use that genius mind of yours. I laughed and I could sense him smiling on the other side.
E- its late babe. You should go to bed and heal up so I can see you without your parents monitoring you every ten minutes, he laughed.
J- I know, I'm sorry. I miss you
E- I miss you more. And I should be the one sorry.
J- for what?
E- he sighed then continued, for not protecting you like a good boyfriend should. I should've jumped in front or not have started beating him up or-
J- babe! It's okay. I'm fine and alive and it would hurt me so much to see you in my position
E- well it's killing me. I'll stop bye tomorrow, goodnight.
J- goodnight baby. And with that I hung up and went to sleep dreaming of Evan.