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i never said i hated you - robin

as i sit in class i keep feeling someone foot kicking me. i look next to me and there is robin, we despise each other. "ew why are you sitting with me?" i ask him scooting my chair away from his. "well there's nowhere else to sit. trust me. i don't wanna be sitting here." he says taking out his note book. "so you kick me?" i ask. "well i wanted to annoy you so yeah." he laughs. "just don't touch me, talk to me, dont do anything." i say sighing. "my pleasure." he smiles the fakest smile i've ever seen.

durning class all he did was kick me and bug me. "will you leave me alone?!" i whisper/yell. "damn sorry." he giggles a bit. i roll my eyes. "your never sitting with me again." i say. "you sure about that?" he gives me a side eye. "mhm."

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class is over, finally. "thank god i don't have to sit with you anymore." i say as i pick up my bag and throw it over my shoulder. "well you keep talking about it so maybe you liked me sitting next to you." he smirks. "hell no. i rather die then sit next to you!" i say. "yeah yeah." he says. i quickly walk out of the class room to get away from robin. as i'm walking to my locker i feel someone walk next to me. i look over to my side and it was robin. "what the hell?" he scared me a bit. "what?" he asks. "you scared me. why are you walking with me?" i ask him walking a bit faster. "to give each other company." he grabs onto my wrist to slow me down. we both start walking  at the same past.

"what's the real reason your walking with me." i break the silence. "i wanted company." he says looking at me. "you could have walked with finney or gwen, why did you choose me?" i ask confused. "because it's nice to walk with someone new after a while." he shrugs. he's not really sure why he's walking with me. "i thought you hated me." i look down. "i don't hate you, i never said that." he says. "then explain all the times you've made fun of me, kicked me, pushed me, and all this other bullshit." i say. "well did you ever think maybe i did all that because i liked you? i mean don't people make fun of each other and that gives them a sign that they like the other person." he scoffs a bit. "so your saying you liked me?" i realize what he meant. "no, i'm saying i like you, y/n." he grabs onto my wrist again as we walk into our next classroom. my stomach starts to fill with butterflies and i feel my cheeks get all red. we sit down next to each other but this time i don't scoot away, we just look at each other. waiting for one of us to talk again.
"i like you too, robin."