"Daya stop." I look at her and she's throwing her head back.
"Come on Y/N. You're so sensitive."
"SI'm not sensitive. You just know how to piss me off." I hit her in the shoulder and she grabs my hands. She carries me inside of the house and walks upstairs.
She drops me down on her bed and I look at her. Her brown eyes are getting brighter the more she walks back into the light. I grab her hand and pull her back towards me.
"Why do you play with me?" I play with the hem of her shirt and she moves our hair from out of her shirt.
"I thought we were friends. Isn't that what friends do?" She twirls my hair and clips it.
"But I love you. And you know that. So why do you do hurt me?" I look up at her and she brushes her thumb over my lip. "I don't try to hurt you."
"But you do."
"I just can't do you the way I do other people. You've said before that you liked me. I took an understanding to that." She looks into my eyes.
"But. You get with other people in front of me." I lay my head on her chest and she rubs my back.
"I'm sorry." She whispers. "I don't want you to be upset."
"I love you Z. I don't want you to love anyone else but me." I look up at her and she's watching my every move. Not in a creepy way. More of an understanding way. "I promise, I can love you. If you teach me."
"I'll teach you. I promise." She leans down to kiss my forehead and i lean into her touch. She smiles from the kiss and she we lock eyes again.
She looks at my eyes, down at my lips and back up at my eyes. I smile softly and she pulls me towards her. I lean up to her and she wraps her hands around my waist. We connect our lips and I wrap my arms around her neck and she leans me back down on the bed. We continue to kiss and then pulls away when she hears her phone go off.
"Ah shit. I have to leave. Bye." She kisses my head before using her shoulder to hold the phone up to her ear. She puts her shoes on and closes my door before I hear her rush downstairs.
I sigh in disappointment and put my head in my knees.
Why do you hate me?
