{A/N: hello again ^-^ I hope your enjoying my story, and I'm sorry if my writing style sucks but I'm trying lol. Ill only get better with practice right? Anyway... thank you for still reading. It means a lot}
I scrubbed my hair again, with my scented shampoo. My scalp was aching and so were my fingers but every time I close my eyes I swear I can feel dirt trickle down my hair.
"Asshole" I muttered under my breath and I heard my phone ding.
I rinsed my hair and turned off the hot shower, stepping out unto a towel a laid on the ground. After quickly drying my hands, I grabbed my phone and read the text.
"Hey inojin, I'm sorry about boruto hes.... different." I read from chouchou and sighs softly.
Of course she'd defend her boyfriend. Chouchou and boruto have been dating for two years and weren't showing any signs of breaking up. Even though he calls her fat and tells her to skip meals.
She deserves better.
We both know he isn't good enough, that he should date the uchiha girl.. she's the only one who can control him. I think it's because he needs to bring someone down, even though I'd prefer if he rubbed dirt and mud in my hair every day. As long as he left chouchou alone, so she could be happy.
Okay it wasn't really a secret in my family that I liked chouchou but shes... perfect and I'm... well... I'm me. I think she thinks of me like a brother and I'm not going to compromise that.
"It's okay, gave me an excuse for a long shower" I texted back and walked to my room and pulled out clean clothes and got dressed.
I laid back on my bed, face hidden in the pillow. I feel bad for mum... she's always telling me to go tell her my feelings and stuff, because 'she wants grandkids'.
But.... I don't have the confidence for that, I'm not the manly guy that girls want. I'm the quiet one, the weird clean freak.
"Inojin!" I heard my dad call out as he opened the door. I sighed and walked downstairs and rubbed my head.
"Hey dad... was dinner good?" I asked, feeling the awkward atmosphere already.
"Are you getting bullied?" He asked, his face clear of emotion.
"U..um no, they just do things differently and forget about how I like things clean" I smiled softly and rubbed the back of my head.
"So... it's nothing to worry about?" He asked, his small fake smile plastered on his face. It was clear he didn't really care, we were just taking care of formalities.
"It's fine" I smiled softly "I'm going to bed"
He nodded and I walked upstairs and crawled under the blankets and tried to fall asleep.
Chouchou~
"Boruto what you did today was mean" I looked at him. His blue eyes were caught by the tv and he was relaxing on the couch.
"Well I just told the truth" he shrugged nonchalantly.
"You know how he is" I argued and he rolled his eyes.
"Yeah whatever... listen I don't really care about him and I can't find a reason that you would either" he reached over and poked my cheek "are you still on that diet? You look better...thinner"
"Yes im on the diet" I sighed and sat back on the couch and stared at the tv, conducting and arguement in my mind.
"Hey... you know what we haven't done yet?" He asked, putting his hand on my thigh.
"Boruto... no not yet okay?" I sighed, knowing what was coming.
"Not yet? C'mon we've been dating long enough... why shouldn't we? What's stopping us?" He whined and leaned on me.
"I'm just... nervous okay? I don't wanna rush things" I sighed "listen I'm gonna go for a walk, and maybe I'll swing by and check on inojin... he's probably shaved his head or something"
Boruto chuckled at the thought of that and turned his attention back to the television.
"Allright babe, I'll text you later" he waved me off and I walked out the house and began walking to inojins.
He's so... different, inojin I mean, but it was good. He was really sweet and he was probably the only person who didn't point out my weight. He's too sensitive sometimes, about how he likes things. The only person I ever saw him ever physically touch was his mother, Ino.
"Hey chouchou, what are you doing out this late" a warm feminine voice asked me. I turned to see ino walking next to me, holding a pot of peonys.
"I was gonna go talk to inojin, is he okay?" I asked, looking up at her.
"He's...." she sighed softly "maybe you can talk to him" she handed me the pot.
"Wha-" I started
"No, your gonna talk to him and spend the night... he's so sad lately... and if he asks you got those for him" she pointed to the flowers and approached her front door. She unlocked it and walked inside.
I followed her inside and looked around. Her walls were a pristine white, they looked like they've just been recently scrubbed, and the carpets were a light beige. It gave the room a modern and comfortabl look.
"Hey.. his room is upstairs... knock before you go in." She smiled at me. I nodded and walked upstairs and knocked three times
