Y/N'S POV:
Her eyes met mine, and i looked away again. I walked away, but i heard her call out to me. I refused to stop or look back.
I started avoiding Miss Carpenter completely after that. I couldn't bear to look into her eyes without feeling hurt.
Around three days after that, i was sleeping peacefully in the lecture hall during our break time. I had an upset stomach since the day before, so i didn't go with Joey and Olivia, though they insisted. My head was on the desk, and i was trying hard to push my thoughts away and sleep.
But then, i felt someone tap my shoulder. The dorks must have come back to bring me with them. I clicked my tongue and refused to open my eyes.
"Y/n..." A faint voice called my name, i shot my eyes open because it was...
"Professor Carpenter?" I frowned. She was staring at me in confusion, holding a few books.
"Why are you still here? Didn't you go for lunch?"
I shook my head. "I have an upset stomach" I mumbled as i got up and picked up my bag.
"Are you leaving?" She asked faintly.
"Yes" I said blankly.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" She mumbled under her breath, but i was able to catch it.
"What?"
"What, what?" She asked, quirking her brows.
"You said something."
"No, i didn't."
I huffed, not wanting to argue any further.
"Fine, whatever." I mumbled as i zipped my bag and was about to leave, but she stopped me.
"Okay, fine. What the hell is wrong with you these days?" She asked, annoyed.
I turned around to face her. "Excuse me?"
"You are acting like you hate me, you don't even want to look at me anymore. You are avoiding me. The old Y/n would have stayed and said something to get on my nerves, but what are you doing now? You are just leaving, talking to me with that goddamn cold tone, and that's pissing me off even more." She rambled.
I scoffed. "Shouldn't you be happy right now? I am not pestering you anymore."
"What?"
"Isn't this what you want? You want me to treat you professionally, so here i am. From now on, i will treat you like my teacher. You're only my professor and only my professor. And come on, don't act as if you aren't annoyed when i'm around. Everytime i talk to you, you would roll your eyes, shake your head, and scold me. Now that i'm not bothering you anymore, you'll say that i'm pissing you off. What the hell is your problem? What do you want? What do you want from me, really?!" I asked, my tone higher than it was a few seconds ago.
She looked at me with a shocked expression.
"Tell me what the hell you want because i am done with you! I am done chasing you around! I am done fucking waiting for you to finally take my feelings seriously!"
"If you have nothing more to say, i need to excuse myself, i have to go." I said, wanting to leave immediately before i say the words that might hurt her.
I started to walk away, but before i can reach the door handle, i felt her hand grab my wrist firmly.
"No, please! Stay!" She said firmly. I looked at her hand then into her face, tears were brimming.
I quirked a brow.
She is crying over this? I thought she didn't want me around.
"Please stay, Y/n, please" she said, crying. She hides her face with her hands. My heart shatters even more just by seeing her cry. I put my bag down and move closer to her. I remover her hands from her face and wiped her tears with my thumb.
