Y/n's P.O.V.
My whole body felt like as if I was hit by a truck, and run back over. The cafeteria noise made me wanna jump infront of the train. The smell of food make me want to throw up. Never again. Why do people like this? I feel like death. It sure doesn't help that I now have Peter's name on me for life now. Stupid! Thank god no one has talked about last night. But what im most thankful for is that Peter, himself.hasn't said anything to me about it. I wonder if he even knows.
"So Y/n, how was the party last night?" Molly asked,while smiling,
I spoke too soon.
"It was nice. Did you come? I didn't see you." I snapped back.
"I came at the end. How's the tattoo? Did I do A good job picking it?"
Of course,Molly picked my tattoo. Who else would it be?
"No, I love it. It just fits me. Don't you think ?"
She rolled her eyes and turned around. Peter came flopping down, across from me. I wonder if he knows. What am I talking about?! Of course he knows. He most likely is the one who came up with idea. He glanced up at me. Causing my mind to flashback to last night. The memory of his lips against mine. I.....WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME! No! Peter is an asshole. Last night was a mistake. A big , regretful mistake. I don't even like Peter and he doesn't like me. End of story.
"Hey Peter." Molly bated her eyelashes at him.
"Hey" He mumbled.
"So, have you seen the nose's tattoo." She laughed.
"I don't pay attention. That would just be wasting my time."
Asshole! I mean not that I care any. Because I don't.
"Even when I picked it out?"
He quickly looked at Molly with a bright smile blasted on his face.
"What did you do?"
I rolled my eyes. I'm sitting right here. He could ask me. He is acting like I'm not even in the same room as him! Before Molly could say anything I flung my wrist, where the tattoo of his name, in large print was, in front of his face.
"This. She picked out this tattoo."
Peter's eyes grew big. I swear I could hear him holding back his laughter.
"Nice, Right?" Molly laughed out
"No, not really. Now everyone will think I'm with the nose." Peter said in disgust.
"Right, we don't want that now do we?" i mumbled
"No, Everyone thinks you and I are a thing" Molly pushed up on him.
"No, no one cares." Christian chimed in.
Molly glared at her.
"So Peter. What do you think about that?"
"I don't care what people think about it."
"You mean us. You wouldn't mind people think we were a thing?"
"Not really , Why should I?"
Molly quickly pressed her dry lips to Peter's. Peter jumped back a little. Causing a giggle to escape my mouth.Peter's eyes met mine. My heart raced. Opps
"Sorry Peter. I just......."
Peter grabbed Molly's face and kissed her just like he had me last night. Anger filled me. He was just kissing ME LAST NIGHT! ........Yes i know it was a mistake but still. Still made my throat close up and tears threated to fall.
"Hey Y/n, Im so sorry about last night. I was drunk and wasnt myself. I dont mean anything i said. Im sorry if i hurt you last night." Will, who had been sitting 3 seats away from me,said looking at me with pity.
I stood up quickly and storm out. When the doors closed i bolted. Unwanted tears streamed down,making me pissed. Who said i could cry! Im not weak! As i was running away from the cafeteria, I of course slam right into someone.
"Watch where you are running! You........ Y/n?"
My body frozed up. No, No, NO, No one can see like this. I would be known as the weak one. When Im not! I swear!
"Y/n"
"Im sorry, Ill watch out next time."
"Leave me! I need a minute with her"
I heard everyone quickly leaving.
"Get up and look at me. Now!"
I slowly looked up. Tears still stained my cheeks.
"Look like a mess. Get up! Before someone sees. Weak child. All i see. Youll never make it here."
"Hi mom" I wimpered
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