Is It You..? [Pidge x Reader]

[7] I'm so, so sorry.

The air.

The cold winter air was brushing against your face, making your nose and ears cold as you ran.

The leaves.

The leaves hit your legs as you ran, sometimes sticking to your jeans, which bothered you.

Your tears.

You hated the feeling of your tears against your face. You hated the feeling of them running down your cheek. But you didn't have the time to wipe them away.

Your mind.

All you could think about was Pidge. And finding somewhere to go. To stay, until you got out of here. Out of this horrible place. Your head was stirring. You couldn't think straight. You were so occupied with your thoughts when-

Bam!

You crashed into someone.

It was a tall boy, wearing a gray school uniform with a red tie, wearing a green backpack. He had dark brown skin and curly black hair.

"You look like someone from My Hero Academia." You blurted, obviously not thinking.

"What? Nah, everyone in that anime is white." He laughed.

"Sorry for bumping into you. I should be going." You said, wiping your nose, which was red from you crying.

"Hey-. Are you okay?" He asked, gently grabbing your arm.

" 'M fine. " You answered walking away.

"Actually your not. I can tell when people are lying and sorry to ruin your plan, but you my friend, are lying." He said as he began to follow you.

"You don't have to talk. I'll do that for you. My name's Simon. Simon Clark. Nice to meet you. Where are we going exactly? You don't have to answer. We can just keep walking." He said.

You ignored most of what he was saying and kept walking until you got to a field. By that time, he was panting. But he was somehow still talking(?).

"How is that even possible?" You asked turning to look at him.

"She speaks!! And how is what possible?" He asks.

"The fact that someone can talk that much in like, ten minutes!?" You started to get angry, or, moody at the least.

"Oh. I just talk a lot." He answered bluntly.

You sighed.

"What the hell am I doing here? I came here to.. What did I even come here to do? Did I come to, try and run from my emotions? To get away from the city? To cry?" You asked yourself, forgetting you weren't alone.

"Sometimes, we convince ourselves that we're running from something specific. Something like, pain. But, we don't know where we're going, or what we're running from most of the time. We just, let our heart's talk, in a way." Simon responded, as he sat down in the field.

You looked over at him with a confused look on your face.

"What the hell man!? Why are you still here?" You shouted.

"For comfort." He answered smiling.

"For comfort my-ass." You said under your breath.

"What? You think I'm lying?" He asked, being way too over dramatic.

You just sighed and collapsed onto the natural green carpet under you.

"I hate everything." You said aloud.

"Ahh, what about, everyone?" Simon asked you.

"No, not really. But I wish I did." You answered bluntly.

"Me too. You go to Altea High, right? With Pidge and Hunk?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I went there last year. Lance, Pidge, Hunk, and I were really close."

"Good to know."

"Look, it's Pidge. Right?." He asked looking over at you.

"W-what!? How could you tell?" You stared at him, half angry, half in shock.

"She's done that a lot ya know. Toyed with people's hearts. Not on purpose of course. It just happens. Happened to Hunk, too you know."

"Oh.. Really..? Didn't expect that." You answered while starting to stand up.
"I think I'm gonna go back to school. Come on."

Simon got up and followed you. You guys walked in silence. It took about twenty minutes to walk to school, but you guys made it. Late. You were late. But the worst part is, first period was English. What type of ritual did Allura's uncle would punish you with. You two walked into the classroom and everyone looked up at you guys. The first person who your eyes landed on, was Lance.

Lance.

He looked concerned, worried. He felt sorry. You walked over to him and hugged him.

"I'm sorry Lance. I'm so, so sorry."