Make You Feel My Love(Third Story of my Hiro X Reader)

bruised

Your P.O.V

I hesitate to call Hiro's new number. Scared of the possiable truth. What if he only likes me for what I look like ? It hurts to think that way. I push the call button and my stomach ties in knots. 

"Y/N, hey sweetheart," he answers with a light bright voice.

"Hiro ?" I whisper. 

"What's wrong ?" he senses it automatically. He knows me so well.

"My mom said something that worried me," I admit. 

"What did she say ?" 

"She said that you only love me for what I look like not who I am," I whimper. Caving in to my mothers words. I feel the world at my shoulders as Hiro doesn't respond at the other end. No, this can't be happening. 

"oh my gosh are you serious ?" he begins to laugh. "I love you for you, Y/N, for what's on the inside, but that doesn't mean you are not beautiful because in my eyes Y/N, you are the most gorgeous in the world. I could be looking at a model and still see you as better, don't ever for a second think that I only love you for what you look like. Y/N that's so low and I feel a bit hurt you think I would," he sobers. 

"It's just, I was under pressure I guess, my mom has this way of brain washing people. It's awful. I was under her spell, Hiro." I exclaim, hoping what I blabber out counts as an apology. 

"Hey, I know you'll always come around ok, I trust you. I just don't want you to think crazy things like that alright ?" 

"Ok," 

"I'm not leaving you, ever, so you can always count on me," 

"I know I can, I love you so much Hiro," 

"I love you too, Y/N," 

"I hope this obstacle is at an end, I don't want anything else ruining this realtionship," 

"Nothing can come between us, and you know that. Look what we have over come, Y/N, our love is practically immortal," he sing-songs. 

"Oh God, here we go again," I giggle. 

"I'm just happy I can hear your adorable laugh," I can hear the smirk in his voice. All is calm listening to him. We go on talking about a secret date we want to have, somewhere private where no one will find us. I agree to the deal. It would be amazing to be with Hiro alone for more than thirty minutes at a time. I could be alone with him for days and still not ask for any more company. I feel like I could tell him all my deepest secrets, even though he knows them already. I feel as if we could marry right now and it would all be as it will be forever. Just us. The sound of that, Us Forever, it's perfect and gives me happy butterflies. My tears have now tried and Hiro keeps making me laugh. Going on about a chemistery project that went haywire. 

"I gotta go Y/N, I love you okay ?" 

"okay, I love you too Hiro bye," I end the call, giddiness exploding from within. My bedroom door flys open and in walks Mary. Her hair pulled back in a pony tail and her pink wedges making her stand three inches higher than me. New Record !

"Talking to Hiro ?" she hisses lurching for my phone that lay on my bed. I snatch it away before her hands can touch the device. 

"No," I fib. 

"Bull shit, Y/N, I'm telling mom," 

"Mary, no please don't, she'll ground me," 

"You disobeyed her she should," 

"She's being unfair Mary, she's not letting me have any sort of communication with Hiro," 

"Good," 

"Mary please, I wouldn't tell her if you were in my place," 

"I listen to her so I'll never be where you are," 

"Mary she treats you like you're some angel,she lets you do all you want, you don't understand, Mary please ?" 

"Y/N, why should I ? You stole Hiro from me," 

"Is this what this is about ? Mary him dating you was a mistake, he admitted to me that he was with you to make me jealous," 

"Shut up you piece of shit," she waggles her manicured finger in my face. "Don't you dare say something so stupid again, why would he ever leave me for you ? Look at you Y/N, you dress like some peasent I read about in school, you will never be like me. No wonder mom favors me, I actually socialize with real people, people who are normal, unlike the losers of friends you have," 

"Mary this isn't about my friends and don't you dare insult them they did nothing to you, this is my fight, and you know what tell mom. Go ahead, see if I care. You're the one that has to sleep at night with the guilt on your shoulders. You've been abusing me since our parents married, and you can keep on going because one day the guilt inside of you will kill you," I bite. 

"Shut up, slut," she spits. She sends her hand to my cheek. It stings so strongly. "I'll sleep sweet and sound tonight for you information, you deserve every inch of that pain, I hope it bruises, " she takes my phone from my hands and hurrys back down the steps. That didn't go as plan. Great I'm grounded and now have to deal with a swollen cheek. How nice of Mary to do this, one day things will change, one die she'll be my slave. One day she will understand what it's like to be the push over, and one day my life will be great.