𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

➸ YOU SIT AT HOME WITH SASHA, —

eating popcorn and watch mean girls. You had canceled your ballet classed for the time being since you weren't feeling good. It's been days since Reiner had put his hands on you and you didn't know what to do.

Sasha laughs at the funny part but then pauses when you don't laugh. Your friend turns to you and frowns at your dazed expression. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." you say and sit up, "I'm going to get some homework done." you had two late assignments due for Levi's class since you have also not been attending his class. Mj follows you silently and slides into your room before you shut your door and sit on the bed with a sigh.

The last time you saw Levi, you felt something. You felt the butterflies in your stomach when waking up with him again. His arms wrapped around your waist, holding you close as if he would never let go. It scared you. Scared you so much that you were starting to avoid him.

Clearly you were still fucked up from Reiner and he was no doubt still hurt from his noncommittal fiancée. So distance was definitely needed.

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The next day you wake up and get ready to get some coffee. Thankfully you had been able to submit your missing work for Levi's class and he didn't penalize you for lateness. The cafe was slow at this time of day and you decided that sitting somewhere other than within Sasha's apartment was a need.

You enjoyed the fresh air and the smell of coffee beans. You didn't know how coffee always managed to be something that made you get out of bed. As thoughts of Levi were about to enter your mind, a vibrating phone cuts it off.

You answer Sasha's call, "Hey, I'm at the cafe down the street, want anything?"

"No thanks." she says, "But be ready by ten, we're meeting with Mikasa to go out."

"Sasha — "

"No, you haven't left the apartment in a week, please just come out with us and attempt to have fun. We'll get you drunk and smoke you out. I have Connies ounce of weed." she laughs and your eyes bug out at the amount that was probably just in her closet, waiting to be smoked. 

"How has he not noticed?" you ask and stand up to grab your drink. You walk out of the cafe and back onto the sidewalk to return home. The more you thought about it, going out was starting to sound fun.

"I don't know but he already posted another ounce on insta, he probably just bought another one." Sasha hums, "Mj is practically begging me to play tug with her, ready by ten babe." she hangs up before you could respond and that's how Sasha likes to leave things, on her word.