CAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF OF YOU || Iwaizume h.

ch. 6

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" 'Then where do you plan to go?'

'(fav restaurant)'

With that, Y/n couldn't wait any longer for orientation to end. Y/n and Amethyst both loved to eat there when they were in middle school, especially for celebrations. 'Yes!' She exclaims. 'Let's get this over with Jordan!' Her president couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm.

'Well, we have one more hour to go.'

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!!Warning: I don't know anything about soccer except that you kick a ball into a goal. Feel free to correct anything I get wrong<3!!

Once the orientation was over, Amethyst and Y/n gathered their stuff and left to the restaurant immediately (in a car). They both didn't care if they were in their uniforms. "Hey Y/n I just realized, you can join soccer now!" Amethyst promotes. That's right, I can finally play.

Y/n, last year, wasn't allowed to play due to the amount of players on the team. Most of them were third years, meaning by now they had left. "What will I say to Jordan then? I don't know if I can be in two things at once.." She began to contemplate on whether or not to leave Jordan alone with the three other members. She'd feel guilty if she left the cooking club.

"Sure you can, Jordan can understand when you can't be there if you have practice. I bet you mornings will be free." Practice couldn't take every hour of school.

At (fav restaurant)

The two ordered for a table and waited for their name to be called. Someone begins to walk out the bathroom and approaches the girls sitting in the waiting lobby.

"You girls want to come sit with me?" They both looked up in confusion, wondering who this creep was. "Who are you again?" Amethyst said with a bored look. The man looked hurt. Y/n was still staring at him. "Hi Matsukawa." She then said, still wide-eyed.

Matsukawa wasn't someone to be seen as a creep, he was just someone who was comfortable with saying anything. Well, anything that was appropriate in the scenery.

"Right! That's his name. Well Matsukawa, we already asked for a table so I'm not too sure about.." she was cut off by, "we haven't gotten anything yet, we just got our table." He was quick with replying, but he wanted to hang out with them.

"You know what, we will sit with you." Y/n becomes cheery. They got up and then confronted the receptionist. Y/n couldn't help but feel bad for the guy, "You must have been lonely sitting alone." They walked towards a booth, but filled with a few others.

"Oh, I wasn't alone. I wanted to invite a friend is all." He says, soon sitting down next to Hanamaki. The girls stood there, not moving an inch. Him. There was Oikawa, sitting with a huge smile on his face. He still hadn't noticed them until one spoke. "Yeah no thanks, not with Mr. Pretty Face." Amethyst said, emphasizing Mr. Pretty Face.

He turned to face Y/n straight in the eyes. She still felt something for him, even if he broke her heart. "Y/n.." he began to speak, but Amethyst then took her hand. She was about to turn and leave until Oikawa stood up. "I'm sorry. I know you don't want to talk, but can I just speak with you one last time?" Y/n turned her head immediately, hoping to hear something worthful.

"Y/n. No." Amethyst said under her breath. Although Y/n heard her, she couldn't oblige herself to listen to her. "If you want to talk, we need to talk privately." What the hell? Amethyst looked at her in disbelief. What is this girl thinking? He broke your heart cruelly for fucks sake.

Oikawa and Y/n then walk outside together. "Whatever, I guess I'll have to wait somewhere," Amethyst said in a grouch. "Well aren't you a lovely friend," the guy next to her scoffed. It was Iwaizumi. Hanamaki and Matsukawa look at each other, wondering what had happened between the two of them. "And what the hell do you mean by that?" she was offended. He then side eyed her, with the look of Are you serious?

"You know what I mean, rude to people who offer to sit at a restaurant with them and bossing your friend around."

"Please! As if you're any better, you know exactly what happened! You were there weren't you? If so, you'd understand exactly why I don't like Mr. Pretty Face."

"I'm just saying, you can't be making her choices for her, and you need to learn how to respect some people."

Outside

The sun was setting, it was 5:45 pm, she wanted to get this over with so she could hang out with her friend. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to return your feelings." He began to say. All Y/n could do was scoff and look to the side, this again? "Hey, hear me out here. I've seen you, and you're beautiful, and I was wondering whether or not you wanted to go on a date. That way I can repay-" WHAT?

"Excuse me?!" Y/n cut him off, "I'm beautiful now? Is this because I'm not this chubby, cute, and small girl I was in 1st year? I'm not a girl to manipulate!" She began to defend herself. Who did he think he was to ask a girl out on a date after calling her chubby and 'not his kind of pretty'?

He listened to her carefully, and he could only say, "I truly didn't mean to call you chubby, but it was the only cute way I could call you to say you weren't my type." He then began to take her both of her hands in his, "I was wrong, you are beautiful, and I want to repay you with a date!" He said it as if he were this cute innocent boy. From the looks of it, he wasn't going to give up about this.

"Whatever, I'll go."