My One True Bully ✔

[27] One Last Call

Thank you guys for reading this fanfic! It really helps me know how much you enjoy this. Honestly, so many things have been going on and for now, I'm dealing with depression. So please, if you ask why I'm not posting often, it's because of that. One last thing, this last one will really belong. I hope u enjoy this last part!!!
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Y/N: POV

The next morning, I quickly got ready to go to school. Lately, it seemed as if all I've been worrying about were two boys, but one is about to die. I walked into the entrance of the school. There I saw a crowd in one spot. As I got closer, becoming curious as I heard more chatter.

Instead of seeing the yellow-headed blonde boy that I was hoping to see, there stood E/N wearing his normal clothes other than our formal attire. I glimpse down and heeded the bouquet of flowers he held. I rushed towards him not minding that others were pushed.

"E/N, what are you doing? And—what's with that get-up?"

He didn't take offence and slipped his large hand on mine. My whole body shivered due to his actions, as I try to pull away.

He gently tugged my arm as we sauntered off away from the school. E/N chuckled as he sprinted leaving me with a blank expression. We evacuated in the town and trotted to a nearby Stylist Shopping Center (or whatever it's called.)

"E-E/N, why—why are we here?"

The ginger headed fellow refuse to reply back and chose a female outfit. He shoved the dress at my face as I dared myself not to touch it.

I gulped and look directly at him, confused about what was going on.

"G-Go on! Put it on already, idiot!"

E/N looked elsewhere while he formed his words. My eyes twitched as he called me an idiot. I snatched the dress out from his hand and stomped away to the dressing room.

As I slid the curtains to the side, I turned around to E/N one last time before shoving the fabric back in place. He flinched to the point that he almost turned white.

After getting changed, I turned to the long-rectangular mirror placed on the back wall of the dressing room.
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My Outfit:

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I giggle to myself until I hear the familiar deep-voice hoovering to me. I put a genuine smile on my face and strolled out of the room.

E/N examined me which put me on the pressure. He turns away and covers up his mouth with his large, yet smooth hands. I couldn't tell how crazy he was over the outfit and the partial redness on his complexion.

He sincerely paid for it and dismissed to glance eye me the rest of the time. Without needing to have a discussion of where we were going, we took off to the Waterpark.

We talk for a while, completely forgetting about all my worries, even Kazuki. I realized that my time with E/N felt right in some way, different from mine and Kazuki's. I still couldn't pin what it was though.

After the show, we went outside and sat on one of the wooden benches as we got ice cream.

E/N: POV

Y/N's phone suddenly began to ring. She excused herself and stood close to me, not wanting to be too far away.

The conversation was short but she looked so happy just talking whoever this person was. I watched every detail of her expression, which shifted.

She peered at me with her shimmering F/C eyes which I could get lost in for days but shortly darted them back to her call.

I got a hint who that call was from, yet I didn't want it for that to be the case.

(During the Call)
Y/N: POV

"Kazuki is that you?"

I spike while trying not to show any drop of emotion in front of E/N.

"Y/N, I missed you"

Hearing his voice made my day, sleigh he sound weak, it was enough to spread a smile on my face.

"How did you get your phone back? I thought they confiscated it"

"Never mind that, will you meet me in the place where we first met?"

I swift my f/c orbs to E/N who was 'reading' a marine magazine, upside down. He sweat-drop, trying not to reveal his true actions. I giggled, forgetting about the person on the phone.

"I'll come right away"