Starting Line

Chapter 26

Deku P.O.V.

One month. A whole month has past.

They say a heart heals with time. My hasn't seemed to heal even a bit. I couldn't believe I felt like Kacchan didn't love me. All because of my stupid worries this happened. I love Kacchan that will probably never change I realized. Even in a year, two years. I'll most likely never stop loving him. It's like saying when a loved one dies you'll heart will stop feeling the pain. But it never does. If you think of them too much you'll start to tear up.

Now I know Kacchan wasn't dead but it almost felt like it. He's almost been acting like I didn't exist. Like I'm no longer have anything to do with his life anymore. Like I had never played a part in it. Like a was just some random classmate he's never talked to. It's almost as he's been treating me like we're strangers.

Kacchan was over me I figured. He wouldn't take me back if I asked. He just say no and go back to ignoring me. He wouldn't care. I had dreams of me and Kacchan back together. They were amazing. We'd just sit there with each other. Holding each other and kissing. He's always wearing the sweater he left at my home. And when I'd wake up... I'd cry. Cry because it wasn't real. Cry because it'd most likely never be real. Cry because the sweater was sitting on my dresser without Kacchan.

I still went to school all of that month. I'd try not to go by Kacchan. Worried I'd do something I'd regret.

It was the end of the week and I headed home alone. I went to my room and sat there. I grabbed Kacchan's sweater and hugged it against my chest. Kacchan's smell was fading.

Kacchan P.O.V.

Month. One whole month. I can't believe it has been a month. One month without Deku. It felt like it had sped by; but at the same time slowly passed. It has been an entire month and I was no where near not loving Deku. I wanted to kiss him, hold him, laugh with him. But it's all gone now. I couldn't do that anymore. I couldn't this past month and not now.

Every time I pass him at school I want to wrap my arms around him. Now though I just hurry around him to avoid him. i try not to go near him. Scared of the memories that pop up. Us watching movies. Going around town with him. Even just the times I'd just stare at Deku. Deku's curly hair, his adorable freckles and his smile that would fade but alway return.

 From what I've seen Deku no longer cares. Even though the night we broke up he ran out of my house crying he must've got  himself back together. Deku cries a lot. He gets over it a lot. It must've been the same for this situation. He also seems to avoid me at school. He probably doesn't want to bother with me.

I want Deku back so badly though. I want to go to his home and beg for him to come back to me. But he'd laugh at me. Say no. The fear of rejection was too great. I couldn't do it. 

But I wanted him back more. Soon my feet had found there way walking to Deku's home.