Warning:
-Swearing
-Arguments
Y/N POV
I sit at the table at lunch, a little down. I just don't feel too well, and I'm waiting on my friends. The group appears, sitting and almost crowding the table. The group chat picks up with laughs and speaking, but one voice is missing. I look around the various people, spotting one seat empty. Antornth isn't here.
"Guys," I say, finally breaking my gaze with the empty space and the others look at me. "Where's Ant?" I ask. Sadie glances at the space then back at me.
"I think he said he's hanging with someone else," She replies, causing me to feel a little upset. Why would he just straight up ditch us like that? I nod and sit there, quieter. My thoughts race through my head at different reasons. He's our best friend, why would he hang with someone else? I mean, I'm not saying that he's not allowed to have other friends outside of our group, but it still sort of upsets me that he didn't say anything...
. . .
I'm sitting on the couch, waiting for my mom to get home. The doorbell ringing startles me. That can't be mom, why would she ring the doorbell? I stand when it rings again, and head over. I peek through the peep hole and spot the familiar blonde hair. I scoff quietly and open the door. He smiles and hugs me close. I sort of push him away, still angry at him. He looks at me in confusion and looks slightly hurt.
"What's wrong?" He asks, stepping in and placing the bag he brings every time he comes over here down on the counter. "You," I scoff again, and he pulls his hand over his heart.
"Whadd'ya mean?" He questions, crossing his arms and hurt filling his face. I just glare at him and go back to the couch. He follows me, grabbing me wrist just barely after I pass him. He spins me around and looks at me, confused. "Tell me," He begs. I take my hand away from him, giving no response. He grips my shoulder, stopping me.
"You're not leaving 'till you tell me," He holds both of my shoulders and spins me towards him. "Fuck off," I growl, trying to push him away. He sighs and grips me stronger.
In the flash of a second, I'm pressed firmly against the wall. I feel my cheeks flush red as I notice Ant's face inches away from my down, a fierce and determined look in his blue eyes, a serious look on his face and his breath hitting my lips. His arms are at either side of my head on the wall. I stammer, but don't push him away, because it feels oddly right. "You gonna tell me now?" He questions. I look away, bright red coloring covering my face. My heart speeds up when I see him get closer to my face. "Get off, Ant," I breathe out, closing my eyes.
"Not 'till you tell me," He says sternly. I feel anger bury me as I push him off, and he stumbles back. "You ditched us!" I say, rather loudly. He shoots me a confused look.
"At lunch, you weren't there, dumbass! Sadie told me you were hanging with someone else!" I yell. He huffs and crosses his arms. "So, I'm not allowed to have other friends?" He questions.
"I'm not saying that! Just let me know at least," I claim, getting a little closer to him. He sighs and just nods. "I will. Sorry," He mutters, somewhat harsly. I roll my eyes and pass him.
"I think it'd be both of our best interest if you just-" I start, but re-think my words. I shut my mouth and glance at the boy. I don't know what got into me. How could I have been mad at him in the first place? He's such a sweet and kind guy, and he didn't mean anything off. My gaze softens at the agitated, but somehow still composed boy. He has a look that I can't decipher mixed with anger and sadness in his eyes past the determined and brave look. I feel tears coming to my eyes suddenly, but I push the feeling away. "If I?" He continues. I close my eyes tightly and can't believe I was about to kick him out of the house.
"I-I'm sorry... I-I," I bite my lip and push the erge to hug him away, since he probably doesn't want to. I suddenly feel arms wrap around me and warmpth envelope me. I stand there, shocked as Ant nuzzles his face into my hair and hugs me tight. I hug him back and hide my face in his chest, feeling horrible for yelling at him. He pats my back and pulls me away, staring deep into my eyes. "Don't cry, it's okay, don't worry," He coo's. I let out a shaky breath and he hugs me again. He places a small kiss on my cheek and head, making me blush.
"C'mon, it's the weekend and we should enjoy it, not fight," He smiles softly, causing me to melt from the inside. "Okay," I smile back.
I kinda hate it. Not the request, just my cringe writing lol.
Thank you, Winter_WonderYeet for the suggestion!
