Used. (KiriBaku)

14 - Pull Over

"You won't remember jack-shit of this so fuck it. You're so fucking cute. And fuck with your hair like that, it looks so much better. So hot." I gasped, utterly shocked.

"Katsuki! You silly goose!" I had gotten into the habit of calling him by his first name. Rolling my head to the other side of the seat, looking away from him. I could barely control my body, let alone feel it. Then I remembered. "He doesn't actually want me." I got angry. "You're so bull of shit Bakugou! You couldn't give less shits! You're just using me like everyo-" I was cut off by him slamming on the breaks, not fully stopping but slowing down drastically, I hadn't noticed he had sped up to over one hundred forty kilometers but he had during my rant. His head shot towards me, he blew through a red light.

"Thats bull! Of course I fucking like you! Why else would I be trying to be nice? Do you know how hard I try to be polite to you?! No one like a rude asshole!" I was shocked to say the least, I was now painfully aware of his driving. This whole scenario reminded me of that night. I didn't expect the panic to come so quickly, I started to ball my eyes out, hyperventilating in the process.

"Don't lie K-Katsuki! You'll get my goddam hopes up!" Tears and shot were streaming down my face at that point as I gasped for air.

"I'm not fucking lying to you! You're the first dude I've ever been attracted to! It's confusing for me! But I swear I do like you!" I still refused to believe him. Shaking my head back and forth still crying as hard as ever. I turned my head to his, catching his eyes. He was staring at me, driving perfectly, too fast, but perfectly. 

"Pull over." I said it sternly, the emotion wiped from my face, the only thing showing I had anything left was the tears. I was hurt that he had tried to trick me. 

"Wha-" I cut him off before he could refuse.

"Pull the fuck over! I'm walking back!" He looked pissed, his hands gripped the steering wheel and shook, his knuckles turning bone white. He still pulled to the curb though, once the doors were unlocked and he had stopped I got out, slamming the door. I hadn't noticed he had my phone, he was calling someone. I began walking, arms wrapped around my sides as I stumbled, I expected Bakugou to speed off but he rolled beside me, keeping pace. He rolled down the window.

"Kirishima, get back in the fucking car! I don't know whats wrong with him, all of the sudden he's blabbing on about me and being used, I don't know its all gibberish." I sighed as he continued to talk to the phone. "Okay, sounds good, he won't get back into the car... You have his location?"

"I said I'm walking!" I shouted out. After a few minutes Mina's hot pink Cadillac pulled up behind his Mercedes, she rolled the window down even though the roof was down. 

"Babe, come on, I'm taking you home." Her voice was sweet and soothing like honey. It cured the pounding in my head the same way tea helps a sore throat. She really is my platonic soulmate. I lazily made my way to the car, flipping over the side of the two-door into the back seat instead of hopping in. "You okay hun?" She asked, pulling up to the side of Bakugou's car now, he rolled his drivers side window down. I gave her a waving thumbs up. She turned to meet eye to eye with him, she seemed mad. "He's been drinking?" 

"Yup she's pissseddddd." I talked aloud again. 

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