Lost Kitten (Lev Habia X Reader)

C h a p t e r T h i r t e e n

It was Saturday so you got up and got ready at around 9 so you had plenty of time before Alisa got there.

"(s/n)! I'm going out with a friend at twelve so don't freak out when I'm gone!" you shouted across the house when you were done.

"Ya whatever." your sister walked over to you. "So who are you going with?"

"Alisa."

"Who?"

"Alisa Habia." you repeated.

"Oh ok." she began to turn back to the kitchen but stopped. "Habia?" you remembered that she knows Lev and how she treated him.

"Yes." 'don't do it, don't do it, don't do it'

"Lev Habia." 'no, no, no, no'

"Yes." you winced praying she wouldn't lecture you.

"Is he going?" she stood over you again.

"Nope, just his sister."

"Good, you know I don't like him. I don't even like the fact that you went to a party with him."

"I know but just give him a chance, please." she backed off.

"Why would I do that?" you blushed a small bit.

"We  because he's nice, a good dancer, a quick learner, and sporty." you had so much more to say but you really didn't want her to kill you. At least not today. When she was going to answer there was a knock at the door. "Oh she must be here! Bye!" you ran to the door and greeted Alisa then got in the car and went to the mall.

It was going well. You guys had a lot of small talk and you actually learned more about her, like how she wanted to be a model and how her favorite thing ever is crepes. You also ended up buying a few things for yourself too.

"What about this?" Alisa helt a red crop top to you knowing that it was Lev's favorite color. It had a lower back and showed a bit more skin than you were used to but you still liked it.

"That's adorable!" you put it in the cart and went on to the next rack.

"Ya know, that's Levs favorite color." she added.

"Thats cool." you grabbed a black skirt and looked at it before adding it to the cart as well.

"So what do you think about him?" she asked, causing you to blush.

"Lev?" you wanted to make sure.

"Ya, what do you think about him." you had to think about what to say for a second.

"He's nice."

"Is that it?" she wanted to know more, she knew how much you meant to her little brother so she wanted to do anything she could to make him happy.

"Well, no. He's a great person, tall, talented, smart. Wait scratch that, he's an idiot." you both began to laugh. "And a flirt." your eyes widened as you realized what you said.

"A flirt huh? What has he done?" 'i can't tell her, oh ya he has kissed my neck and pinned me between him and a counter before. What the hell do I say?'

"Well I don't know. He's just kinda like that, I suppose it's the way he acts." technically you didn't lie, but you didn't tell the whole truth.

"Hmm, maybe he's only like that around you." 'I'm the best sister ever! All I have to do is push a bit more and find out if she likes him too!'

You frose, 'is that true? Well now that I think about it I don't think I've ever even seen him talk to another girl' "really?" you asked.

"Yup, let's check out and go home. I'm done shopping." she said. You agreed and bought the shirt and a few other things. When you were walking out to the mall Alisa added on to what she was saying. "He talks about you all the time, how you are a good volleyball player, how you helped him learn receiving, how you help him study, and so much more. I think he really likes you (y/n)." you both got in the car and you did your best to hide your tomato looking face.

"Does he really? I mean he's super fun to be around. He's funny and a great friend. I don't know what I would do without him, he's always been there for me."

"Even though he lost you at the party?" she remarked.

"How do you know about that?" you were beginning to panic, what did he tell her?

"He told me everything. How did you feel?"

"What. Like how much of everything did he say?"

"Well there was when you were dancing and of course the kitchen thing." you felt like you were going to pass out. She knew it all.

"Well. I don't know. Please don't tell him about this conversation."

"I won't." she stuck out her pinky to you and you shook it with yours.

"Well, I think I liked it."

"Is that so? What part?"

"Just him, this is weird I'm sorry." you looked out the window to watch the passing scenery.

"It's not weird, not at all. Tell me more, I'll help you."

"Ok, so. He confused me. I had no idea why he did it, and I had no idea why I liked it. I don't know why I like him. He's rude and pushy and has no idea what ever happens in class. And what he did at the party scared me. But I found myself wanting him to come back. I like him, I really do but I don't want to ruin what we have." you vented.

"I understand. Love is a hard thing, and I know you're probably uncomfortable talking to his sister about this but I want the both of you to be happy. I'll do as much as I can to do that."

"Thanks Alisa, I mean it."

"Anytime, aren't you two studying together tomorrow?"

"Ya we are."

"Well good luck." she passed your house. "Umm? You know you just flew by my place right?" you mentioned.

"Of course I did. We have to have a fashion show! We didn't do all that shopping for nothing!"

"Ok fine. Let's do this!" she parked and you brought all of the bags in and began sorting out different outfits and such.