Chapter ten

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"Y/n why did you tell us?" Luther asks sympathetically.

"Because I was going to tell him I was, I was going to tell him I felt the same way. Now he probably hates me and never wants to see me again."

"Y/n, this is great news, but you never fully get over your first love. You two have been bound for each-other since the day you met." Diego says taking my hand.

"What do you mean?" I ask gently wiping a tear from my cheek.

"I mean you two are soulmates. Don't worry about Five he'll talk to you soon enough." Diego reassures pulling back on the road.

*Back at the house*

That was such a long drive without Five. I think to myself walking up the stairs. The first thing I do is knock on Fives door.

"Five? Five, are you in there?"

"Leave me alone y/n. I can't even look at you right now." He says, sounding like he's been crying.

"Please Five, I have something really important to tell you. Just talk to me please."

"No, I just can't right now, and I don't know when i'll ever be ready."

"Ok I understand." I say sinking down at the front of his door.

*In the morning* (Fives POV)

I walk out my door and see y/n sleeping so innocently right beside my door. The though "Should I wake her up?" floods my mind.

I decide to let her sleep, because i'm not ready to talk to her yet. Even though it's eating me alive not hearing her voice.

*Back to your POV*

I wake up super sore, like i'd slept on the ground or something. Once I wipe my eyes a few times I realized that's exactly what happened.

I quickly gather myself and see Fives door open, realizing he's probably already gone. I rush down the stairs and see him in the kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee.

"Five." I say gently.

"No, i'm still not ready to talk to you."

"We only have like five days left, please I need to get this off my chest."

"Well I wasn't ready to confess my undying love for you, but you forced me into it. So this is sort of pay back. I've got to go." Five says teleporting out before I have the chance to say anything.

"Oh my gosh, how come I mess up everything that means anything to me?" I whisper to myself.

"Hey you know what it's his loss really." Klaus says appearing from nowhere.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Oh not long, but definitely long enough to hear you two little love birds conversation."

"I wouldn't say love birds, especially right now. Five hates me."

"He doesn't hate you! He just doesn't like what you forced him to do obvi."

"You're right I am a horrible person for it. I just knew he wasn't gonna just tell me. I was just trying to give him a little nudge, because I can't hold in my love for him for any longer."

"Glad i'm getting all the hot tea and stuff, but I have got the get going." He says slamming the door behind him.

"Oh well thanks for nothing Klaus, like always." I say after he's already gone.

I sadly trudge my way up the stairs to my room. When I swing open the door I see Vanya.
"I heard what happened. Are you okay?"

"No." I say throwing myself on the bed.

"Five will come to his senses I promise."

"And if he doesn't?"

"Then he doesn't and you move on."

"But Five is my person. I can't just get over him, like ever ever."

"I guess you probably won't find another 13 year old 24 year old."

"Right!" I say letting out a little laugh.

"Do you want me to stay?"

"Yes because I have more to say. He's read my books. All of them!" I say smacking my hands on my face.

"That's cool?" Vanya answers confused.

"I mean that is just so sweet. Because my books are not very good."

"Your books are New York best sellers, so get out of here with the not that good crap."

"Thanks Vanya. I think i'm gonna take a nap."

"You're welcome. You want me to close the door?"

"Yes please. Oh and uh if Five comes back, tell him to please talk to me."

"Of course." She says closing the door.

*Two and a half hours later*

I sheepishly get out of my bed and look around my room for Five. He's not here.

I walk out of my room and over to Fives. Not there.

I walk downstairs and see everything roughened up. Pillows ripped to shreds, glass scattered everywhere, and much more. But what bothered my the most is the fact that everyone was gathered around the table.
Except for Five.

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