Chapter 31: Y/N

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~Marco's POV~

I breathed a sigh of frustration as I tried to solve the math equations my math professor had given me for homework, but it was pointless. I was too distracted by all the rambling and static going on in my head. I was too caught up in thinking about her. I had been avoiding her at any cost, too nervous to be around her. I ignored her text messages on purpose, I'd leave her after our friends went to their classes, and I barely made eye contact with her anymore. And all for what? All because I saw them? All because I knew their secret? That was no reason. She was still my friend and I was letting her down. Especially now that I could tell something between them shifted. I wanted to be there for her but I didn't know how.

I took in another breath and grabbed my phone. I turned on the screen and went to my messages, opening up the last one she had sent me. She had sent it a few days ago...before she quit coming to class.

Y/N L/N

Marco...hey. Can we please talk? Maybe meet up somewhere? I know this awesome coffee shop we could go to. I just need a friend right now. Let me know kk?

I never replied. I couldn't bring myself to do it. It didn't...it didn't feel right. I felt like I had no place. But as I reread that message for what felt like the hundredth time, a nagging feeling pulled at my heart, telling me I should check in on her. It had been three days since anyone saw her. Typically, no one would have batted an eye at a college girl skipping a few days, especially if she was possibly upset, but my gut told me there was something else stirring in the air. Something I overlooked and ignored.

"Ya know, instead of just staring at your phone every twenty minutes, you should just text her," Jean yawned. "You're starting to depress me."

"Yeah," Connie agreed. "What happened between you two anyway? You guys used to talk all the time."

I met each of their gazes and shrugged, "I don't know. I guess I...I..."

"Fell in love?" Jean teased.

"Ooh lover boy! Lover boy!" Connie joined in.

I waved my hands dismissively, panicking, "N-no! It's not like that! Not like that at all you guys!"

They exchanged glances and continued to snicker at me. I could feel my face heating up as my cheeks flushed red. This can't seriously be happening. I face palmed. Y/N is just a friend -A FRIEND. I'm not into her like that, but I can't tell them what I know. I just can't do that to her. I've hurt her enough already. I peeked up at them. They were both still just holding back their chuckles. But if this cover helps her...then fine. Only until I get some answers from her though.

I let out a haggard breath and lied, "Fine. Ya got me. I like Y/N." Strictly as a friend.

"I knew it!" Connie cheered. "I saw this coming!"

"Ya need to text her then!" Jean urged. "Come on! Text that girl and tell her! Or ask her out! Shoot, I don't care -just do somethin'."

I swallowed and nodded, tapping away at my phone's screen. At first, I struggled with what to say. I bounced back and forth between a long message with an apology and flattery in order to get her forgiveness, but I settled on a much simpler and straightforward approach.

Me

We need to talk. I know about you and Prof Ackerman and I have questions.

I hit the send button and watched as my message went from pending to delivered. All the while, that eerie gut-wrenching feeling never went away.






**Ello my sweetie sweets. I was getting bored of the same old POV, so I switched it up. Short, I know, but I have another project I am investing my time in, so had to keep this short. Oh, and unless I tell you guys the POV is switched up (like at the start of this chapter) then always assume that it's Y/N's POV. Kay? Anyways...thank you for reading! Feel free to vote/comment/follow me! Wuv yous <3**

-Noel Ross

P.S. "My Songs Know What You Did" by Fall Out Boy

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