Last update before I go on my stupid "writer's vacation"
Vote goal for the next chapter = 700
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Jk. I'm fucking studying my ass off for finals, as well as my piano exam in which I haven't practiced my pieces in foreveraoidfaoisdh.
Since I'm a total masochistic sadist, I set it pretty high XD. If it hits the goal when I come back I'll update instantly. Though, I might abandon Wattpad before that happens by taking shots of bleach before all my finals end.
Exam season = no more updates for a few weeks.
Don't
Kill
Me
Please.
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"Please, stay," Haruka voices, pulling your body into his own.
"I was never going to leave," You respond, gripping the loosely fitted cloth on his back.
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You sit up from the bed, rubbing your puffy eyes groggily.
"Another one of those stupid dreams..." You mumble, bringing your palm to your head. Looking around your room, you notice the mass amounts of soiled tissues from the previous night, getting up and taking the time to toss each and everyone into the bin in the corner of your room.
A forehead hot enough to fry eggs wasn't good, and that was exactly what was happening to you.
A fever.
You groan heavily, cursing at yourself for staying out in the rain for so long yesterday before picking up the phone to call the school, telling them about your absence.
You rid yourself of the sticky, sweat saturated cloth that sticks to your body before heading into the washroom to wash away the disgustingness.
Taking a good look in the mirror, you find yourself hesitant to take a shower.
"Damn... My hair looks really good right now."
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You take your towel and continue to rub your hair furiously with it, walking into your pig pen as you shut the door. You take your phone that rests on top of your desk, attempting to charge it despite your suspicions of it being dead from being out in the rain so long.
To your surprise, your phone lights up, and shortly after shows your all too familiar lock screen flooded with texts and missed calls from Makoto. You groan. Lately your boyfriend had been a little too interested in your life. Unlocking it, you take a moment to respond to him by telling him your current situation before your eyes wander to his contact name.
You gaze at it dully, before changing it from ❤ Makoto ❤ to just plain old Makoto.
Irritated, you throw your phone to the ground, the loud shattering sound causing you to check on it as fast as you dropped it. Makoto responded instantaneously to your half assed message.
Okay, hon. Get well soon! I'll probably drop by your place later to give you some medicine, so be a good girl and wait for me.
You smile at the sweet response, but are instantly brought back to your empty and lonely thoughts. Despite his sweet gestures and perfect self, you didn't really feel as much of a connection as you did before. Scrolling through the contact list, it doesn't take too long before you gaze at Haruka's, the cute little dolphin emojis causing you to giggle to yourself.
Interested, you decide to go through your past conversations, a big grin plastered onto your face while scrolling all the way to the beginning.
At first, the texts would start with you trying to engage in conversation with him, in which he would respond plainly and always end the conversation short. You would occasionally pretend to get mad at him, laughing at his panicked reactions through text.
It was up until this point you found yourself becoming interested in the boy.
The things he revealed about himself were limited.
He likes mackerel.
He only swims freestyle.
He's lowkey gay for Rin-
It wasn't until he had stumbled upon you in real life, that you truly found yourself attracted to him. Seeing him so vulnerable in that situation made you want to hug him tight and never let go.
That's exactly what you did.
It wasn't the ideal circumstance for talking to someone for the first time. He leaned on your shoulder, trying his best to stifle the sobs coming from the depths of his throat.
He was so lost, and you just happened to be there to comfort him while he was on the verge of shattering. You remember kissing his forehead tenderly to confuse him enough to stop crying. After all, you couldn't think of anything else that would be able to calm down someone as confusing as him.
After the situation, the texts would escalate to good morning and good night messages, in which he would respond almost immediately. Even the smallest of moments made you feel so elated when you were with him.
You continue to scroll down slowly, becoming aware of one text that catches your eye much more than the rest. The moment comes into view in your mind. The evening where you both decided to spill your pent up feelings.
His confession, and your acceptance.
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Sorry that this chapter was really boring T^T.
Though, the next chapter that comes out in a couple weeks will be one of the climax scenes, so stay tuned!
Goodbye for now,
- J <3
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