Stepbrother- A Why Don't We Imagine [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 8

2 weeks later...
Weeks have gone by and everyday at lunch I make eye contact with the guy with the piercing beautiful blue eyes and each time we look at each other he winks at me. I wasn't the only one who noticed this as well. Each time he would wink at me Jonah would start to get up to go punch him again.

Jo: "Y/n, he deserves a beat down", he explains as I had my hand on his and slowly sitting back down.
Y: "He may deserve it... But that's not gonna fix how I feel".

The bell rings and it was finally time to go home. I went to my locker to exchange books that I needed for my homework. Someone came up from behind me and put their hands on my waist. I turned around and see the guy from the party. He looks at me up and down. I am in complete and utter fear right now. "Let's finish what we started at the party", he said with a smirk.

I don't know what come over me, but suddenly I wasn't frozen in fear anymore. I finally had enough. I curl my hand into a fist and punch him. This punch wasn't some weak little thing. I punched so hard that I broke my hand. He takes a couple of steps back. His nose was dripping with blood. "Why you little-", he starts to say but Jonah rammed right into him. He gets up off the floor and dusts off his pants and shirt. Jonah comes up to me and sees my hand.

Jo: "Are you okay?", he asked with a sincere concerned look.
Y: "Yeah, I think so. But I think I broke my hand", I said with a soft laugh. Jonah also gave a little chuckle.

Jonah and I got to the hospital. The doctor said I broke my hand, I got a light blue cast and headed back home. While Jonah and I drove back I looked at him for a moment. He looked so concentrated on the road. To be honest it was very attractive.

Jo: "I can feel you staring at me", I blushed a little and turned to look out the window.
Y: "Thanks", he looked at me for a split second then turned his focus back to the road. "For following me to that room at the party, beating the guy up multiple times, for taking me to the hospital, and making sure I was alright".

We get to my house and he pulls over.

Jo: "Of course I would do anything and everything for my friends"

Right. Friends.

We both get inside the house and my dad comes rushing to me and starts hugging me. "Where have you been and what did you do to your hand? I've been worried sick!", my dad started shouting. I look at him with a small smile, "I'm fine dad, I was just at the hospital". "What did you to your hand young lady?", he asked. "I just punched this jerk in the face. Pretty sure I broke his nose", I said laughing. My dad hugged me once more. "Oh my apologies, who's this y/n", my dad asked me. "This is Jonah", I replied, "he took me to the hospital". My dad shakes Jonah's hand, "Thank you for looking out for my daughter and nice meeting you". "Likewise sir", Jonah said. A couple hours later Jonah had left. I go to my dad's office and see him sitting at his desk. "Oh hey pumpkin, how's that hand of yours". I laugh, "It doesn't hurt too bad, but um dad can we talk?". He stops what he was doing and puts all of his attention towards me.

"Dad first off I just want to say I'm happy that your happy that you found someone to help with mom, but the reason I've just been so distant was because you didn't take into consideration how I'd feel about all of this. I mean I like Myta she seems nice, but I just feel like you moved on too fast... And without me". I finally got all of that off my chest and I've never felt more better. My dad looks at me and gets up to hug me and give me a kiss on my forehead. "I know I should've talked about it with you, I'm sorry". We hugged, neither of us cry, that's not like us to cry in front of people because we don't want others to pity us.

It was the next day and it was just like any regular day. Jonah picked Zach and I up, I called shotgun and Zach got upset, and we got to school. Jonah, Zach, and I walked over to my locker. I had trouble getting my books because I only have one good hand, Jonah helps me put and take books out of my locker and he held them for me. Daniel, Jack, and Corbyn come up to us. Daniel sees my hand and puts his hand over his mouth.

D: "What happened to your hand?"
Y: "Oh this? I punched that jerk who attacked me yesterday"
C: "You did what?", he asked with his jaw wide open.
Y: "Yeah don't mess with me, I'll let you have a few pokes at me but when I've had enough your dead". They all laughed.

Daniel and I were in English class, we were talking about our favorite books and who the best author is.

D: "Um, y/n. I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me?"

A what now? A date? Did Daniel Seavey just ask me out. Honestly, I never saw this coming. Wait, so Daniel likes me? Of course how did I not see it until now. I always catch him looking at me in class and at lunch, how touchy he is with me. It all makes sense.

He notices that I'm in my head and he could tell that I was thinking.

D: "You don't have to if you don't want to. And if you say 'no' this won't ruin our friendship", he said nervously.
Y: "Why would I say no?", I asked him.
He smiles.
D: "So is that a yes?", I nod with a smile.
Y: "It's most definitely a yes"