Erasermic hanahaki "Only You"

His Girlfriend

3rd Person POV:

Shota quickly finished his coffee and threw on his boots, while Nemuri stood be the door, tapping her foot impatiently. She opened the door and they stepped into the hallway. The only person out was an older lady vacuuming the floor and Shota's next door neighbor, who was just coming back from somewhere. "I wonder if Hizashi home..." She raised her hand, about to knock on the loud blond's door.

"Don't you fucking dare. You knock on his door, and I will go back to my apartment and stay there till school." Nemuri put her hand down, and turned around to walk towards the elevator with Shota. Before she could take another step, however, Hizashi's door swung open. "Hello?" Hamako said, her hands on her hips. Nemuri snapped around and Shota just stood there, his face buried in his hands.

"Oh. Hello! Sorry to bother you...." The blond haired girl just rolled her eyes. "The names Hamako. What were you doing at my apartment? I don't believe you to be my neighbor." Nemuri could feel the hatred, radiating off this girl. "Oh, I was actually looking for someone. Hizashi Yamada." "What? You one of his hoes?! Yeah, he lives here. He's my boyfriend."This was pissing Nemuri off.

"First of all, you need to CHILL woman. Your man should be allowed to have friends. Second of all, he is only my frie-" Shota grabbed Nemuri's arm and started dragging her to the elevator. "Such a whore! Your dressed like a stripper with your hobo boyfriend, trying to bother Hizashi. He's not even here!" Hamako said, getting defensive. They got into the elevator, Shota still holding Nemuri back from killing Hamako. "He's not my boyfriend! He doesn't even like me! He likes Hizashi!"

Shota's POV:

The elevator doors closed and I turned to glare at Nemuri. "You bitch." "I'm not the bitch! She is!" "First of all, why would you say that I like Hizashi?! Especially to his GIRLFRIEND!" I watched as she placed her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes. "Well, its true. Admit it." Yeah, I liked Hizashi. Fuck, I loved him. Loved him so much that I'm gonna die from it.

*Cough, cough, cough* I started coughing again, and leaned against the wall, holding my chest. "Holy shit, Shota." Nemuri said, looking at the blood and petals that now sat on the floor of the elevator. "You have Hanahaki?! For Hizashi!?" "Shit." I thought, now she knew. "It doesn't matter." I muttered, straightening myself out as the elevator doors opened.

"Yes it does, Shota. You have to tell him, or you'll die." "Good." "No, Sho. NOT good. If you don't do something about this, I'll do it myself." I froze in the middle of the sidewalk for a minute. "You tell him, and I'll kill myself." Nemuri stayed quiet. Neither of us talked the rest of the way to the restaurant.

Word count *not including authors note*: 495

Dude, this is number 5 for hanahaki. I'm so happy! Anyways, the spam is almost over 😂