Fireballs POV:
Today is Vase's birthday and she decided to celebrate with her contestant, it was fun, but after all of the games and stuff I still feel bored...
Ỵ̛̖͋͢o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ N̺̻̔̆ͅẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠
I open my eyes again, shocked, thinking about what the he// just happend. I looked around to see nothing changed, but suddenly the music changed to something different... a different theme...
(Valentine by Loafy starts playing) [laufy but osc?!]
It almost felt like I was connected to this song but didn't know how. I looked at my hand it was shakey for some reason I then looked at Pound, he was just leaning on the wall. I gazed at him for few minutes and suddenly I felt something it was burning, I mean I normally burn but this feeling... It's different and I didn't know what it was.
I looked at the crowd of people seems like the other contestant are fond of Vase and her personality, almost everyone was there except for me and Pound. I looked back at Pound again... For some reason I was staring at his lips? Why am I doing this, why was I burning up? Why...?
Maybe it'll all go away tomorrow., maybe if I just rest it'll be okay...
I walked out of the party room to go to bed, when I was about to open the door I heard a familiar voice...
"Fireball?"
As soon as I heard him I turned around he looked worried, I didn't know why though but I guess its a really nice time to talk to him now.
"... Hey Pound...? "
Sh!t, why did I say that sooo awkwardly? I honestly just hope he didn't notice anything at all.
"Hey... Anyways why leaving so early I thought you liked party's? "
"Y-yeah I do like them it's just... It just that am tired already... "
"Oh okay! Have a good night sleep then! "
"... Thanks"
I turn around to go open the door, once I was inside I closed it and collapsed onto my bed. I curled up, my knees next to my face and my hands holding them up... I didn't feel happy today... Felt like I never was...
I closed my eyes trying to sleep but all I could think of is the memory of his lips(hæhæhæ lovesick reference😈). I couldn't stop thinking about it, I didn't understand why I was thinking about it, why I was thinking about him...
But after a while I unfortunately cried
myself to sleep I hope things get better tomorrow...
The end of chapter 1
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How do we tell him he likes pound😞
(Also this book is inspired by lovesick by laufy cuz it's been looping in me head for days and also cuz I loooooove firepound)
