Attraction | V.N Y.K [Book 1] ✔️

Chapter 13

A/n: This chapter was a whole lot of fun to write, but I just kinda derailed from my original plan. I have new ones. I hope you like it.

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It's tomorrow.

The performance that could change everything. Viktor's either leaving or staying. And it's all on my shoulders to keep him here if I give it my all.

"Good, Yuri!" Viktor says. Yurio's off eating somewhere and I decided to stay behind and practice more, so here I am, skating my piece again.

"Mhm, th-thanks." I hum, breathing heavily. I have my hands rested on my knees and my head facing the ground. I stand up after a couple seconds and put my body into working mode again. "Viktor, restart the music. I think I need to work on my step sequence in the second half."

He chuckles. "Yuri, it was great. Don't overwork yourself, go take a break." He says. I sigh but skate over to him. "What's wrong, Yuri?" He asks when I reach him.

"N-nothing." I say, smiling at him. He raises an eyebrow for a second but then sighs.

"Okay." He says. I start to walk away when he stops me by grasping onto my arm.

"Yuri." he says. I turn around.

"Yes?" I respond. He looks down at his feet for a second before glancing back up at me, his lips sealed.

"That day on the beach." He starts. I feel my heartbeat excel at the memory of our shared moment and my face heats up.

"W-what about it?" I say. He shows a pained look but then clutches onto my arm tighter.

"Forget I did that, okay? I was caught up in the moment or whatever and it was kind of just on the spot. Don't over think it." He says. My eyes widen and I feel a certain type of emotion overwhelm my chest. I try to smile, but I can't help but notice the pain at his sudden words.

Why does this hurt? That's a good thing. I can forget about it. Pretend like it never happened.

"Yeah, of course." I say, laughing lightly. He stares at me for a moment before smiling.

"Was it bothering you?" He asks. I hear his voice crack a little and I clench my open hand into a fist, although keeping the smile on my face.

"K-kind of.." I say, bringing my hand up and scratching the back of my neck. "But it's alright. It didn't mean anything, I was just confused."

I see sadness flash through his eyes before he drops his hand from my arm. I make a confused face and try to catch his gaze. "Viktor, what is it? Did I say something wrong?" I ask. He laughs a little, still not looking at me.

"No. It's alright." He says, gazing off at the ground. "It's not a problem. I'm glad it didn't bother you. I was worried you were thinking too much of it." He finishes. I smile softly and put my hand on his shoulder. His eyes widen and he finally catches my gaze.

"No, I wasn't. It's okay." I lie. He stares into my eyes for a couple seconds before smiling.

"I'm glad." He says. I take my hand off his shoulder, a blush crossing my face at what I'm about to say next.

"S-so then.. forget about that night, okay?" I say. He makes a confused face.

"Yuri, I'm still going to come in if there's ever a storm-"

"No, that's not what I meant." I say, cutting him off. I blush harder and my heart starts to pound. "I-I mean when I asked you to do that.. you know, that.. it was just a calming method. I wasn't sure what would help me and what wouldn't, so I just asked you to do it and I didn't want you to think too much of it. So p-please don't. I'm sorry." I finish. His face falls into a small smile and he laughs lightly.

"Yeah, of course. Let's just forget any of those moments ever happened." He says. I feel pain fill my chest but I smile back.

"Definitely." I say. We smile at each other for a moment before I turn around.

I close my eyes and walk away, going towards where Yurio is sitting on the bench eating.

Why did that bother me so much?

Why did I get so emotional I could barely keep my cool?

When he said he wanted to forget about it all.. why could I barely even agree?

Why.. why did it hurt so bad to say it meant nothing to me?

Because it meant a lot to me.

My eyes flash open at my last thought and the bag that I'm holding falls out of my hands. I'm staring off at the ground and I can't seem to get myself out of my thoughts.

It.. It meant a lot to me? Why?

The only explanation for a situation like that to mean a lot to someone is if..

I gasp.

Is if they wanted it.

I cover my mouth with my hand and keep staring at the ground.

"Yuri?" Yurio asks, walking up in front of me. He has a confused expression on his face but I ignore him.

And if someone wants it..

That means..

No..

No way..

"Yuri!" Yurio shouts, shaking my shoulders. I snap out of my thoughts and look up at him. He has a worried look on his face and Viktor comes running up behind us.

"What is it?" He asks worriedly. My eyes shoot open at the sound of his voice and I jump, jerking around and then backing away from him as quickly as possible.

What the hell?

No way.

I can't be..

"N-n-no... I-I'm fine..." I stutter, waving my arms in front of me. He shows a concerned face and then walks closer to me. He puts his hand across my forehead and my face heats up tremendously. I jump back away from him, gasping. He gets confused but stands still.

"What, Yuri? Do you feel okay?" He asks, his voice stern. I feel my heart almost beat out of my chest and I stand up straight, clenching my fists, but keeping my head up.

"Y-yeah! I'm fine!" I say, laughing nervously. I walk away a little. "I'm just going to go to the bathroom, okay?" I say. He slits his eyes.

I walk away into the bathroom and when the door is completely closed I look at myself in the mirror. My face is extremely red. I put my hands over my mouth and close my eyes, resting my elbows on the counter of the sink in front of the mirror.

No.

No way.

I couldn't have.

I feel my breathing start to get heavy and I bring my head up and away from my hands, staring down at my palms. I clench them into fists and lower my eyelids.

Have I really..

Have I really fallen in love with Viktor Nikiforov?