Crushing... On her?! (pt. 3)

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OK BEFORE THE CHAPTER STARTS HOW TF DO Y'ALL SAY Y/N? DO Y'ALL SAY IT AS UR ACTUALLY NAME? CUZ I SAY LIKE YUNA OR WHY EN😀 IDFK I JUST WANTED TO KNOW HOW Y'ALL SAY IT

YEAH WHATEVER LET'S GET STARTED WITH THE CHAPTER CUZ I'M BORING ASF

Y/N POV:

I'm really crushing on her?! What?! No fucking way!

No way in hell, am I crushing on this pain in the ass. Like what? I know she looks great but her shitty ass attitude can fucking kill me. But like she's hot asf- I mean-

"Umm, Y/n you good?" She says, bothering my thoughts"Yeah." I say with no fucking emotion.

"You must be hungry.. Here." She says, taking out the container of pancakes from the bag and then giving it to me.

I take them, then open it. I try a bite, hmm, it's good I guess. "How is it?" She asked, "Pretty Good, I guess.." I responded. "Hey, I'm so sorry for what I've done, I never knew how much it can affect someone, and please don't try to kill yourself again." She says, sincerely. "Mm, Maybe, I can't promise anything." I say, responding to the last part. We just stayed quiet, but it wasn't awkward, it was more of a comfortable quietness.

I soon finished eating, "Oh you're done? Give me the container." She says, I give it to her, confused. She walks up to the trashcan and throws it. Oh, I'm so dumb-

"So,  The nurse said you're ready to go home tomorrow.. Are you happy about that?" She asks, looking at me. "Eh, not really cuz I'm gonna be alone at my apartment again, also I don't want to go to school cuz people suck." I say, truthfully. "I can agree with that. Wait, you live alone?" She asks, "Well, yeah.. My parents kinda kicked me out.." I say.

"Oh shit, why?" She asks again, "I came out to them as Lesbian, but they're homophobic so.." I said. "Oh I'm so sorry!" "It's ok, it's not your fault, also it happened years ago."

She lied down next to me, then cuddled me... Uhh What?- I stayed in shock for a bit, but then hugged back eventually. "You good, babe?" She asks, what the fuck? is she high? Did she actually just call me "Babe"? AHHHH oh shit I must be zoning out- 

I look at her to see that she was fast asleep, damn. I hug her tightly then went to sleep as well.

A/N: Last part of this little series? Maybe? Maybe not?

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