Who Cares (jc/o2l) [UNDER EDITING]

Who Cares: Chapter 7

Viola's POV:
"Do you want to be in O2L?"
I swear my mouth drops to the floor. "Um..." I drawl, giving them a sideways glance. "Are you sure? I don't want to be the girl to ruin the hottest boys' collaboration channel, you might get hate." Everyone looks at me and shrugs, before Jc chimes in.
"Viola, we don't care about that. We need someone to be the new Saturday because Ricardo left for his job." He explains, and for a split second, the air in the room becomes thick with tension, making me uncomfortable.
"Um... okay... but if it gets too out of hand, I'm stopping." I scrunch my eyebrows together and bite my lip. I'm surprised when I hear them all cheer and high five me before bringing me into a big hug, which I can't help but giggle at.

Mum had sent the rest of my stuff and it came today so I decide to unpack while O2L chill in Jc's room playing Wii, I think.

When I finish, it's pretty late, so decide to go to bed.
I lay in bed just about to drift of into a peaceful sleep when Kian barges through my door and into my room, bolting towards my closet. I sit up and watch as he practically flings himself into my closet.
"Uh... Kian? What are you doing?" I ask with a small yawn, giving my closet an incredulous look. He shushes me before saying, "Jc and Connor are going to kill me because I messed with their controllers while playing Mario Kart." Just as he finishes speaking, Jc and Connor barge in, each hold a water gun with vengeful expressions on their faces.
"Have you seen Kian? I swear I saw him come in here." Jc asks, his eyes trained solely on me. I shake my head, not wanting to have to dry all my clothes if they end up attacking him while he's in my closet. For a moment, there's silence as Jc and I stare at each other, before he suddenly blinks rapidly as if waking from a daydream.
"Sorry for interrupting." He mumbles, trailing out after Connor and closing the door behind him.
"Kian, they're gone. You can come out now." There's a small commotion behind my closet doors, before he opens the doors and pokes his head out. He gives a small scout before nodding in content and tiptoeing to the door.

He suddenly stops and turns to face me, an unreadable expression on his face.
"Hey, Viola, can I ask you a question?" He presses his lips into a thin line and looks as though contemplating. I give a small huff in annoyance, but nod my head because I don't want to be rude.
"I'm just kinda tired. Do you think you could make it quick?" He gives a small nod before walking over to my desk and sitting on the chair.
"So uh... I like this girl - Olivia, but she doesn't know I'm a cheetah. I'm- I just- I guess... I'm just scared that she's going to think I'm a freak when I wash my dye out and go to class as who I am tomorrow." He casts a downward glance to the floor, and at first I'm surprised at his little speech, but then I start to think.
"Kian," I start, and he looks up, reminding me more of a lost puppy than a cheetah, "if she likes you, she should like you for who you are. If she thinks you're a freak and hates you, well she's missing out on best thing that could ever happen to her." After a quick think-over of what I just said, I nod in agreement.
He gives me a bright smile. "Thanks Viola." He says, sliding up from the chair. I just smile and bid him a good night, and he leaves returning the gesture.

Next day - THURSDAY
Kian's POV :

I wake up early, feeling good. Viola's speech had got me thinking about Olivia last night. I've decided to ask her out at lunch today, and I hope she says yes. Getting ready for the day, I realise I've started sweating slightly, my nerves getting the better of me. I was thinking we could go for lunch then go to the beach tomorrow. We get the day off due to a large teacher meeting that takes up pretty much the entirety of the day.
I shower, washing my hair, tail and ears and watch the dye float down the drown. By the time I turn my shower off, all the dye is gone now. I get out and dry off, slipping into some black skinny jeans putting my iPhone in my back pocket. After that, I slide on a red t-shirt with a floral pocket, a purple hoodie and a magcon beanie. I miss those guys, they were all amazing friends, but they're on tour at the moment, which means I haven't seen them in a while. I brush my teeth and head to my first class with my vans backpack, which feels especially heavy today.