Strange Love (boy yanderexreader)

Chapter 6

Himaru

I hung up and began to wait. My breathing was ragged and my hands shaky. I was never this nervous to meet a girl before. Then again, I don't think I've ever felt this way about a girl before. Sure I had, had crushes and girlfriends of the sort, but never had I felt this strongly. My feelings for y/n were consuming me. She was the only thing I ever thought about. I wanted to know everything about her. I did some snooping and found out her address, I knew her cellphone number even before she texted me, I had memorized her schedule, I was obsessed. I shook my head, feeling my newly washed, fluffy hair fall into my face. I didn't know what was wrong with me, ever since I saw y/n on that first day.... I began thinking differently. Any time I saw her talking to someone else (which I admit was rare) I was filled with such a force of jealousy, I could have honestly hurt someone. I glanced at the clock on my dash ad saw it had only been five minutes, I really was hopeless. After waiting a few more agonizing minutes, movement out of her front door caught my eye. There she was, my beautiful, shining angel, hobbling down the walkway on her crutches, she looked so weak, so vulnerable, yet so strong and determined. I couldn't take it anymore, I practically leaped out of my truck and ran to her. "Sorry for taking so long, these crutches are a hassle-" She started, letting out a little squeak as I wrapped her in my arms. She's so soft and warm. I thought, burying my head into her shoulder. I wanted her to stay like this forever. Always in my grasp, protected by me, nothing would ever touch her. I would never allow anything to dull the light that shines in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I'm just so glad you're safe, I needed to hold you, if even for a second" I whispered, barely able to speak. The happiness inside me was overflowing. I heard a sharp crash as her crutches fell to the ground, seconds later I felt her own arms wrapped around my waist. My heart is beating so fast, how am I still alive? I couldn't take it anymore, in one smooth motion I swept her up, carrying her bridal style to my car. The look of shock on her face was priceless, I couldn't help the small smirk that crept it's way onto my face. I went back to retrieve her crutches, knowing she probably needed them. I could carry her anywhere she needs to go... I shook the thought from my head. "I really need to stop acting like such a creep" I muttered quietly to myself. I put her crutches into the backseat, and started driving the familiar short route to my house. "So are you able to tell me what happened now?" I inquired, I had an idea of who it was, but I wanted to see what she would say, I also wanted to get a definite answer before I went through with my plan on the wrong person. God that makes me sound so evil but.... I looked over at her bruised and bandaged body. I needed to protect her, this angel needed to be kept from the demons of this world. "I-I guess...." She stuttered, looking down at her hands which were clasped tightly in her lap.

She opened her mouth to say something but I cut her off "Wait, we're almost to my house, tell me over a cup of tea, I feel like you'll need it". I said to her, affection lacing my voice. I was so scared for her to know how i felt. It's been two days! She'll probably think I'm a creep, or one of those thirsty douchebag guys who just use girls as armcandy. I didn't want her to think that. I wanted her to see me as her knight in shining armour, her saviour, someone who would cherish and protect her for all of eternity. I pulled into my driveway and heard her whisper "I didn't know you lived so close". She reached back to grab her crutches, and as gently as I could I pushed her hand away. There was no need for her to do that when I was here. "Hang on a sec" I said gently, hopping out of my car and rushing over to her door. My heart was pounding in my ears as I reached in, grabbed her by the waist and set her down gently on the ground. She's so fragile, like a porcelain doll. "Don't put any weight on the ankle" I said to her, I could almost feel the warmth from my own voice. I saw blush creep onto her cheeks and felt a small bit of satisfaction. Maybe this wasn't hopeless. "Here ya go" I said cheerily, handing her, her crutches. "Oh, thank you" I saw her hands shaking as she reached out to grab them and got a little nervous. Was she scared, was she regretting coming, please don't say she wants to leave. Am I being over the top? All my worries were calmed when she gave me a smile.