Chapter 21

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(A/N Also Todoroki I still love you but you're gonna be a bit... you'll see....)


Kacchan P.O.V.

We spent the rest of Saturday and then Sunday messing around. We went out for lunch both days and watch movies at night.

It was the dreaded Monday though. I was going to meet up with Deku so we could walk to school together. I sat outside his apartment building until I saw him run out of the doors. 

"Hey Kacchan!" he said gasping for breath. I chuckle at his tired look. His hair and clothes were disheveled. His bag was falling off of his shoulder, and his shoes were untied.

"You good?" I ask him putting my hand on his back as he bent over to catch his breath.

"I...missed my alarm...I had 5 minutes to get ready." I laugh and pat his back. He stands up straight and grabs my hand. We then walk to school.

We sat through the long endearing day of school. Monday's are the worst. Kids have never recovered from the weekend. I defiantly have not recovered. I just want to weekend back so I can spend it with Deku.


Deku P.O.V.

It was the end of class, Kacchan went on a head of me; he had to help his parents with something since they just got back. I was the only one besides Ochako and Todoroki. I could tell Ochako didn't want to leave me alone with him, well because last time we were alone in the classroom it lead to me and Kacchan's breakup. But she also had to help her parents. She had to run some stuff over to a construction site they were working on.

"Bye Deku!" she said waving as she left the classroom she looked at Todoroki who was hunched over reading.

If he tries anything, I'll beat him up. She mouthed. I smile and wave good bye to her. 

Then it was just Todoroki and me. I stood up to leave after five minutes of organizing my homework. But my bag got caught on the chair. Causing me to fall and spill all my papers that I was holding.

"Of course this happens." I said as the papers flew everywhere. I saw Todoroki stand up and start to clean up the papers. I smile at him in thanks. I walked to the middle of the classroom to pick up the final paper when another hand touches mine. I look up and see my face close (too close) to Todoroki's. 

I immediately look back down at the paper. I move my hand away from his touch. But he grabs me wrist.

"How long are you planning on keeping this up?" Todoroki whispers.

"Keep w-what up?" I stutter, pulling my wrist away.

"You and Bakugo." I said handing me the papers he collected.

"What do you mean?" I ask slightly louder, narrowing my eyes.

"You two in a relationship!" snaps Todoroki.

"What about it?" I said my voice going quiet, I look down at my feet.

"All of it!" Todoroki yelled.

"What wrong with our relationship?" I asked starting to get frustrated.

"Everything! You two are opposites! Bakugo bullied you right?!" I nod, "But then all of a sudden you have this extremely powerful quirk and he wants to be in a relationship with you?! That's bull! He's just using you Izuku!" Todoroki practically screamed.

"Kacchan loves me." I said, soon I was shaking.

"No he DOESN'T! Isn't it obvious?! All this stuff he's doing for you! It's to keep you on his good side! He wouldn't want you to be against him knowing what you could do to him! THAT'S WHY HE STOPPED BULLYING YOU AND IS PRETENDING TO LOVE YOU! HE PROTECTING HIMSELF!" Todoroki rambled on now screaming. I could see steam starting to rise from his right side.

"He. Loves. Me." I said, my eyes tearing up. I clenched my fists.

"NO HE DOESN'T!" I flinch, "Isn't it obvious?" he said quieting down.

"He loves me." I said quieter.

"Izuku please I don't want you to get hurt!" Todoroki said putting his hands on my shoulders. I put the papers under on arm and use the other to push away a hurt looking Todoroki. I then run out of the classroom. Big wet tears streaming down my face.

I ran all the way home. Not caring about side-glances from strangers. I run into my home. Luckily my mom wasn't home. I threw my stuff down and run into my room.

I jump into my bed and curl up into a ball still crying. The tears seemed unstoppable. Thoughts started racing through my mind.

 Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me. Kacchan loves me...

 Kacchan...

Does Kacchan actually love me? 

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