Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 20

I laughed, a large grin on my face as Tatara spun me around. Yata sat cranky on a bar stool, slouched and glaring at me. I tried to ask what was wrong, but he just scoffed and told me he hates dancing.
"He's jealous." Tatara said, the two of us rocking back and forth, "That's why he's being an ass."
I laughed lightly, blushing, "He has to know I don't like you like that."
Tatara shook his head, "It's Yata we're talking about. Tell me, do you like him?"
I pursed my lips, looking over to him as he lazily replied to whatever Chitose was telling him about.
"Yeah... I do."
"I can tell by the way you smile at him, you know, he looks at you the same."
I smiled, resting my head against his chest to hide my red face.
"Alright that's it! Peel yourselves away from each other!" Yata yelled, grabbing me and yanking me back and into his hold.
"Your a great guy Tatara and your my friend but back off a little."
"What if Yuri wants to be with Tatara instead, Yata?" Chitose smirked.
"Yeah, who would want to be with a chihuahua like you?" Erik added.
"You're also a virgin. Yuri no doubt has experience."
I stepped back slightly and looked at Yata, his face was red but he wasn't blushing, his fists were clenched and he was almost shaking in anger.
"Is that true?"
I stiffened as he turned to me, "That you'd rather be with Tatara?"
"Yata..." I trailed off.
"Yeah, why would you want a guy like me?" He hissed, stomping off he snatched his board and roughly shoved open the door,
"Yata!" I called, but to no avail as he slammed the door behind him.