He Loves Me【Zane X Reader】[ Completed ]

[ Chapter 11 ]

*play song*

Y/n's pov. 

I'm at the cafeteria doing my art homework. Mr. Nate Winston here said to sketch a picture to paint for the next class which is a 3 hour lesson.

I felt my bandage on my wrist was loosen up, i pull up my sleeves a little and fixed it.

" you still doing that shit? "

I look up to see Gavin and the bitch, meaning Elena.

" oh great, you brought her here, how wonderful " i roll my eyes and said it in a lame way.

I put my sketch book back in my bag and stood up from my chair.

" ma'am your coffee " a maid came.

I grab it.

" thanks " i said.

" you shouldn't drink coffee in the afternoon " Elena said.

" she's right " Gavin said, i rolled my eyes in annoyance and walk away without a word.

Seriously can't deal with them right now. I went on the bleachers and sat at the middle row. I sighed.

" can't just i do stuff in peace? " i mumbled to myself and put my bag down along with my coffee.

" then why here? "

I look up to see that Aphmau girl.

" Aphmau right?, and what do you mean by that? " i asked.

" this is where people do sports and it's completely noisy, so why here? " she asked again.

" i don't know, i just like bleachers " i said.

" so you are nice after all " she said.

" what?, hell no I'm not! " i retort.

" come on, just admit it, you just answered my question nicely " she sat beside me and nudge my arm with her elbow.

" yeah, too close " i push her a bit far away.

" why don't you interact with people more? " she asked.

" and why do you wanna know? " i asked.

" why don't you wanna let me know? " she asked.

" are you just gonna turn my question upside down? " i asked.

" maybe i am, what do you think? " she asked.

" why do you want me to think? " i asked.

" exactly " she said.

" what? " i asked in confusion.

" it's how i make people talk to me until they say the answers that i want " she said.

I blinked at her blankly and she just stares at me with her sparkling eyes.

" so, why don't you interact with people more? " she asked.

" fine, you got me " i groaned in annoyance.

" so? " she asked eagerly.

" i sometimes have. . . . . . . . .insecurities about myself, there you happy? " i asked.

" it's alright, let it out " she said patting my back.

I felt tears forming in my eyes, what the fuck?, how did she do that?

" h-how did you do that? " i asked, a tear stream down my face.

" everybody has insecurities, even me, i always have insecurities about my fats, but hey i look cute and chubby " she said and squishes her own cheeks.