Kaminari x Reader

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We eventually had to leave. And she walked me home. I immediately miss her once she left. I lay in bed, looking at all the photos we took, all the videos I recorded. I smile, looking at the photo with her attempt at a smile. It's beautiful. My favourite one. She didn't do it in any of the other ones. But she did in this one!! And I love it. I squeal, holding my phone to my heart.

Omg!! Omg!!

"So uhm. Yeah. I like you. But not like a friend. Like a girlfriend. But not a girl whos a friend. A girl who i date. Iiii want to date you. You as in Y/n. Y/n as in Y/n L/n. Y/n L/n as in the girl im- yk i'm looking at. You. You. I WANT TO DATE YOU!!"
"o-o-ok? Okay cool okay yeah forget i said anything haha!! I think im just delerious because of the fear of this whole thing. Ignore me haha!!"
"Yep!! HAHA!! Gotcha haha!! I would never wanna date you!! Haha!!"

I groan, hiding my face in my hands. Fuckkk!! I really like her I don't know why I panicked like that!! Damm it!!
I sigh, rubbing my eyes.

Y/n pov:

I lay in my bed, fiddling with a strand of hair as i practice braiding it. I'm starting to understand it. But I'm not very good at keeping it neat like Mina. I hmm. Already....Is that a missing feeling? I think i miss Kaminari.

I remember what happened at the test. Which immediately fills me with sadness. I hmm, sitting up, gently tying the braid with a hair band. I press my knees to my chest. I had such a fun time today. But Kaminari does not feel the same.

I remember his goblin face. And how he waits outside school for me. If he does not like me. Then why would he do that? Or take my bag. So confusing. I do not understand. Are we just close friends? I am confused. I believe that I really like him. But he made a joke about.. us.. about liking me.

He does not like me. I sink to the floor the weight of confusing and sadness taking over, laying my back to the side of the bed, my hair laying around everywhere. Why does he not like me? I do not want him to like me just because I like him- Did Mina tell him? Is that why he made a joke? That is so mean.

I press my knees to my chest. Not knowing what to think.

Well I cannot be to sad. I wanted friends. I got friends. I did not ask for boyfriend. Maybe this is a good thing. But I really like him. I groan quietly, flopping to my side laying on the floor.

I am...confused..