~You Grew Beautiful Flowers In My Lungs~

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{Connors POV}
At lunch I go back to school because my dad wouldn't let me stay home. He didn't even care that I was crying when I got home, he just yelled at me for skipping class then made me go back. So I went to the computer room because I hate the cafeteria. Nothing good comes from there. Food throwing, name calling. Nothing, NOTHING good comes from it.

{At the computer lab}
I walk in to the computer lab and there I see  Evan Hansen. I feel a wave of guilt and fear hit me, I debate whether to leave or stay but before I knew it I was walking in. I stood by the printer just standing there,when something started printing "Dear Evan Hansen" is the first thing I see. I grab the paper and walk over to Evan. "So um what happened...to..your arm" I say he jumps a bit releasing I'm here. "O..um I...fell out of a tree" he said before I could think of a response I felt my mouth move and say "that's the most pathetic thing I've ever heard" Shit "ya I know..." he says looking down shit shit shit I did it again, I fucked it up. "Um..Can..I sign your cast" I ask "O you don't..have too" he says playing with his cast "do you have a marker" I ask reaching out my hand as he digs in his pocket. He hands me the maker and I grab his arm, apparently to hard because he let's out a low "ow" I pull my hand back scared to hurt him again and give him a small sorry. "There" I say smiling well pulling away "Wow Thanks..." he says obviously not happy that he had my name on his arm which isn't that surprising I mean who would."Um sorry...its so big..my writings...not the best" I say looking down holding my self tightly. "O no! It's ok..i don't...really have any other friends to sign it" he says looking down playing with the him of his shirt. I look down at his note and continue reading "Dear, Evan Hansen
Turns out today isn't going to be a good day. I mean why would it be" I read those lines and I realize me and Evan aren't that different he's not as far away as I thought, he has feelings he's broken...like me. "Um is this yours I found it at the printer" I say moving the paper from under my arm "o um" he says fiddling even more then he already was "I mean it says 'Dear Evan Hansen' that's you right" I say moving the paper out tords him "o um ya its an assessment from my thera...Teacher" he says taking back his original word thinking ill make fun of him I'm guessing. "Your therapist" I said finishing his original words "um ya..." he says looking down to his shoes. "Ya my mom made me go after I-" he said cutting him self of seeming like he just almost said something forbidden. "After yooouuu??" I ask looking at him for answers but I then realized he looked like he was about to have a panic attack so I corrected my self "You don't have to tell me!!" I said "I..went to therapy to..." I said trying to make him feel better about himself "its not a thing to be ashamed of" "Anyway um...I know you said you didn't have any frineds...sooo do you want to be mine?" I said handing my hand to him "I mean I understand if you don't want to...I mean who would...Ha...Anyway Ya sorry.." I say about to walk away when I hear Evan yell "Wait!" I turn around expecting the worst when he said "Um..I..I wo-I-Iwouldliketobeyourfriend" he says so fast i almost didn't under stand him. "Really!I-I didn't expect that...Can you come over to my house today" I ask surprised and extremely excited. "Um ya ok" he says as I give him my address and walk out skipping the rest of the day to prepare.