We're a Mess (Oikawa x Reader)

Chapter 6

My history class was about to end when the sound of a door being flung open echoed through the room. Everyone turns their head to the entrance to see Oikawa standing there panting.

"Can we help you?" My professor asked with a mad look. I look over to him and all he did was stare at me. Piercing.
He wants to talk to me.

I stand up and throw my books onto my desk, making a loud bang. Everyone turns to me.
"(Y/N), please pick those back up." My professor groaned. He looked so done with life. I look back to where Oikawa was and he's gone. So the distraction worked. Good.

I feel someone tap my leg under the table.
I take out a piece of paper and "accidentally" drop a pen. I write on the paper:

What? You made me look dumb.

I "drop" the piece of paper under the table and it comes flying up, back onto the table.

Because I need to talk to you.

I sigh and kick him. I hear him gasp which brings a smile to my face.

Well what is it?

I toss the paper under to him.

Well you see, I felt bad for making you almost late. Wanted to make it up to you.

I stared at the paper blankly. Put down my pen. Listened to my professor talk for a few minutes, then wrote something down again.

We're going on a date. Tonight. Wear something nice.

I toss the paper under the table with a smile. I did it. I finally did it. I said what was on my mind. He leaves the paper on my knee.

You better wear something nicer.

I giggle while reading it and I get a look from my professor. He goes to say something but the class ends.
Oikawa proudly gets up from under the table and walks out with me, getting a few weird looks from my classmates. We walk in the hallway for a few minutes until we reach my door.

"So. A date Huh?" He asks smiling.

"Yes. A date." I answer, unlocking my dorm.

"What time?" He asks, leaning against the doorframe.

"Uhhhhhh, 8." I smile, biting my bottom lip. I realize that I'm biting it and immediately stop.
He nods and puts his hands in his pockets.

"Sounds good. See you then." He waves and walks down the hall. I close the door and let out a loud squeal.
Yachi comes running to me.

"What? What happened?" She asks with a huge smile.

"I have a date!" I sang, leaning against the door. Yachi lets out a loud gasp and jumps up and down in excitement.

"WITH WHO!?" She basically screams.

"OIKAWA!" I answer, jumping up and down with her. We both let out an ear-bleeding squeal and she pulls me into her room.

"WE HAVE TO DO YOUR NAILS, AND YOUR MAKEUP, AND FIGURE OUT WHAT YOU'RE GONNA WEAR!" She trailed off in excitement, opening her closet and makeup case.

"Yachi, chill. It's at 8. I have a ton of time." I laugh from her bed.

"(Y/N), THATS ONLY LIKE, 5 HOURS AWAY!" She gave me a look saying "have you never done this before?".

"Uh, I can get ready in 10 minutes. All I need is a dress and mascara. What's the rush?" I ask, taking one of her magazines and reading it.

"No... No way. You've never been on a date before have you?" Yachi laughs, taking out a red fitted dress.

"No? Is that such a bad thing?" I ask, flipping the page of the magazine.

"Honey, honey honey honey honey, give me your nails. Now." Yachi says, a hand extended. I put my hand on hers and she reaches over for a different case. She opens it and there are tons of different nail polish colours in it.

"Now what colour dress are you gonna wear?" Yachi asks, looking through the nail polish.

"I was thinking of just wearing a short skirt or something." I shrug. She looks at me for a few seconds then gets up. She walks out of the room and heads to mine, coming back with a short black, pleaded skirt.

"This, with a fitted long-sleeve crop top and a jacket of sorts. Oh and knee high boots." She says, hanging the skirt on her doorknob.

"That seems a bit intense don't you think?" I ask, sitting up. She shakes her head.

"No. You're wearing that. Now give me your hands." She orders, already taking out a dark blue nail polish. I liked the colour, not gonna lie.

After my nails are done and move to the kitchens.

"I'm gonna make us some grilled cheese. Want one?" I yell to her. She answers no and I start to cook. It's the only thing I know how to cook anyways. Suga comes rushing through the door.

"(Y/N), I need food." He says, sitting at the island. I nod and hand him the grilled cheese I just cooked for myself and start making a new one.
"Damn, this is good." Suga nods while chewing the grilled cheese.

"I know."'I smile at him and take a bite of my own. Yachi comes storming out of her room yelling.

"(Y/N), I am so jealous. I haven't gotten 1 date yet this month and you're here with-" she trails off when she sees Suga staring at her. She panics and runs back into her room.

"Date? With who?" He asks, taking another bite of his grilled cheese.
"It's a secret." I grin, taking another bite of mine.
"It's Oikawa isn't it." He smiles at me. I choke on my food and take a sip of water.
"How did you know!?" I ask, shook.
"It's obvious he likes you." Suga rolls his eyes, putting his plate in the sink.
"Um, I'm the one who asked him out." I say matter-of-factly.
"So? He still likes you." Suga shrugs.

"He does not. YACHI! DOES OIKAWA LIKE ME?!" I yell to her. She pops her head out of her room.
"Yeah. Duh." She smiles, then closes her door again.

"Told you." Suga laughs. He gets a message then starts making his way to the door.
"Going to see loverboy Daichi?" I grin at him. His face turns red and he flips me off.
"N-NO!" He yells before walking out the door.
I laugh to myself and put my glass in the sink.

Everything's starting to sink in. If tonight doesn't go well, Oikawa and I... we wouldn't happen. It needs to go well. I need to make him like me. This needs to go well. I rush back into Yachi's room.

"Get me prepared, we only have 4 hours and 52 minutes." She looks at me with an evil grin.

Oh boy.