"What if I said i love you?" (Killuaxreader textfic)

So tell us whats really going on

                      a/n: okay so heres the thing, my phone charger stopped working and now my phones ded and i cant charge it so im writing this on my laptop. I dont rlly right on my laptop often, anyways i hope you enjoy this chapter!

5 weeks later.. (read that in the spongebob voice)

Y/n's pov:  

It was a normal morning, i was sleeping like any normal human would on a Saturday, when out of no where my MOM CAME BUSTING IN MY ROOM AND 11AM SAYING I WAS BUSTED AND I NEEDED TO COME DOWN STAIRS. okay so you may be like 11 am isnt that early. WELL ITS EARLY FOR ME.

I was confused of course, like what have i done. so i went down stairs and i saw Killua standing there. The weird thing is he didnt look as chill as he normally does. He looked like he was five seconds away from pooping himself. I walked over and stood next to him. Both of my parents sat on the couch in front of us. Me and killua gave each other a side glance and looked back at my parents. "so. how about you tell us what's really going on" my dad started holding up my phone. "Wait why do you have my phone" i said clearly confused. "Because im the adult and i have the right to know if my daughters keeping something from me" he said raising his voice slightly. "Thats not fair" "wanna know whats not fair? you lying to us and not telling us the truth." my mom said. "THATS BULL SH-" "YOU WILL NOT TALK TO YOUR MOTHER LIKE THAT" my father yelled. "you know the rules Y/n! no BOYS until you turn 18 and finished high school!" my father said sternly. "thats bull. Im 17 i can be able to choose my life and not have you guys choose it for me!" " THEN GET OUT!!" my mom yelled at me. "okay i see how it is. Also before i leave you do know its illegal to kick your child out if they're under the age of eighteen. have fun in jail" i said smirking slightly. Killua gave me a side glance. "wait no i-i didnt mean it, WE CANT SURVIVE IN JAIL" my mom screamed. "welp shouldve thought about that before you kicked me out, also remember what happens if something happened to one or both of you guys right? i would be sent to live with my aunt, WHO I MAY ADD make millions of dollars." i said as saw the color drip from my parents faces. I snatched my phone from my dads hands. grabed killua and walked out the door. I closed the door behind us ad walked a few blocks away from the house before i called cps. After i called a while later they came, my parents went to jail, and they took me in to ask me stuff. you might be think well Y/n they cant be that bad! No they were so strict to the point that i had couldnt even be friends with people untill i got into middle school, After everything that went down, i called my aunt and told her what happened.  She wasnt surprised at all. while i was waiting for my aunt to come someone hugged me from behind. "BOO' killua said laughing. I turn around and look into his eyes, we stay like that for a second before he starts to lean in, and thats when it happened. "Y/N OVER HERE!" i heard a familiar voice yell, I look over and see my aunt. "i got to go" i said as i quickly gave him a peck on his lips. "okay, i love you. text me later" killua said slightly dissapointed. " okay, love you to" i said as i walked away. once i got in the car my aunt smirked at me but said nothing. Soon after a bit a silence she decided to speak. "I knew this day was gonna come sooner or later, remember that time you went on a feild trip and you had to hold hands with a boy to cross the road and when they found out they locked you in your room for 9 hours" she said. "oh yeah i do remember that" i said with a sigh. "Its crazy i dont even know why your moms so strict we didnt even grow up in a strict household." my aunt explained. when we finally arrived at her house she led me to the guest room were i was gonna be staying for now on. I decided to call killua and see what he was doing. Killua told me about his parents but he said that he left and moved in with his best friend gon, they were literally like brothers.