Of Monsters and Men (yuri x otabek)

Together

A/N: Over 1,000 reads? Really??? Geez, I'm blessed, thank you so much guys...I'm not sure what a good song would be for this chapter, tell me what you think after you read (if you want), I hope you enjoy! :)  <3

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Otabek and I leave the rink together, he's holding on tightly to my hand as he leads me to his car.

Mila had tried to stop him before he could go.

"Otabek, what the hell are you doing?" She hissed.

"I'm sorry Mila," He took off his skates quickly and stood up.

"I don't get what you're doing!"

"I'll explain to you later OK? I'm sorry, come on Yuri." He picked up my bag and took my hand.

"Are you kidding me? Do you really think I'm going to let you just walk out of here like this? Where the hell are you going?" She shouted angrily.

"I know, I-I didn't think this through very well, I'll come back in an hour, I just need some time-"

"You're not just going to leave me alone here!" She pushed him backwards, but Anja quickly intervened, putting her hand on her arm.

"Stop Mila, just let them go." She said softly.

"No! This is bullshit! What the hell is even going on!"

Otabek tugged at my hand. "Let's go OK?"

I nodded, but I couldn't ignore the fact of what I was doing. I want to tell Mila everything, I want to explain things to her, I didn't want it to happen like this. The look that she gave me as I left with him, a look of betrayal, confusion, disgust, and anger. It put a deep, endless hole in my heart. I didn't want to hurt her like this, that's why I avoided them, that's why I stayed away. But, looking at Otabek right now, and how he has his hand in mine, it's like her feelings don't even matter to me anymore.

When I'm with him everything just disappears.

We drive for a while, I'm not sure where we're going, but it doesn't really matter to me. I take out my phone and call grandpa, saying that I'm going to be coming home late tonight. He says that as long I come home safe, he's fine with it.

I look at Otabek, I know I'll be safe.

We stop in a parking lot a few minutes later. He turns off the car and takes my hand again, gripping it tightly.

"I'm sorry everything just got really crazy right now." He sighs.

I touch his nose carefully, he winces. "I'm really sorry about that, I shouldn't have hit you so hard."

"No," He shakes his head, "I deserved it, you were in pain because of me and I just completely ignored it because I'm a coward."

"If you're a coward, then I'm a coward too."

He looks at me with a sincere smile. "We're the same."

I smile too. "Yeah, we are."

He looks at me for a while, studying me.

"What?"

"I'm going to tell you something that I've been wanting to tell you for three years now." He says firmly.

I feel my face turn red. "Wait, wait, um...If it's what I think, I-I want to tell you first."

He laughs, brushing a piece of hair out my eye. "You're so cute; how about we say it together then?"