A/N: I am so sorry for not posting for a while! I looked at this again recently and was like Jesus Christ, Kevin, we hit 4K views! and then Kevin said
Nothing cuz. . .
Well I'll show u what Kevin looks like later. I'm gonna pretend that Kevin helps me write this.
Yeah, I love Kevin. Anyways. Hope y'all haven't given up on this story just yet?? Hey, if ur still here, take a cookie. 🍪 and a cake. . . 🍰 maybe an ice cream too?🍦.
Without further ado, I present to you, chapter twenty-two!
WHY THE HECK DID THAT RYHME-
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Qibli POV:
I was walking along to my music lesson.
I was already late. I absolutely did not need any other distractions.
So when I stumbled across Winter in one of the hallways, you can imagine my delight.
And of course, any sensible person would have kept walking, pretended that they didn't see him, even maybe walked in a different direction. But I am not a sensible person.
"Hey Winter!"
What?! It would have been rude to walk away...
He just grumbled something under his breath.
"Can you repeat that? I didn't quite hear ya?"
"I said you look wonderful darling."
Pretty certain he was lying.
"I don't believe you."
"That was sarcasm."
Does sarcasm count as lying? I'm honestly not sure... (if it does, I totes called it).
"So what did you actually say?"
"That you have the aesthetic of a freaking camel, and you look like you just crawled out of a sand dune after a few centuries."
I frowned at him.
"Oh and that earring looks like if the sun exploded."
Is that a good thing? I'm not sure.
I gave a him a sad, theatrical look and he groaned, rolling his eyes.
"Look, Qibli, I don't want you here. Snap out of whatever peculiar hallucination you're living in, because I want you to get out of my life."
He doesn't mean it, I know he doesn't.
"Well? Go," he waves his hands in the general direction of where I was heading, a look of pure irritation spreading across his face when I just blinked. "How long does it take you to understand?! I told you that I hate you! I don't love you! I don't even like you! Move on! Find someone else and fawn over them. Leave. Me. Alone."
I felt a small tug at my heart.
He can't mean it... can he?
I watch his expression carefully. He doesn't give much away, he never does, but the annoyed mask he had flickered for brief moments when a warm tear trickled down my cheek.
I waited for something, for anything, any reason I could find to stay with him, but he did not say anything more.
I gave him one last, long look. Then I simply dipped my head and walked towards the music cave.
I wanted to make him happier. Maybe this was what it took.
And as I reached the music lesson that I had almost completely missed, I felt pain jab my chest.
It hurt having him not want me there.
But why would he want me?
Who could ever want me.
I'm pretty sure my music teacher was telling me off, but I wasn't paying attention.
