i hate that i love you...

chapter 6- just be careful.

Word Count: 1023

"Sure Shittykawa, just make it quick, I have an essay to write tonight." I replied in my usual sarcastic voice. 

"Okay, I'm coming over though, I wanna talk about it in person with you." he said as he hung up the phone. 

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck FUCK. I kept thinking in my brain. I panicked. I ran to my desk and looked in the mirror. I took deep breaths, in and out. In and out. What is he gonna say? Why did it need to be in person? How did he even get my number? 

After only a few minutes, I got a text from his number, 'I'm outside. The white car. Come on'

I grabbed my shoes and walked to my front door. I was about to turn the doorknob, but I heard a voice behind me.

 "Where are you going?" I turned around and looked down at Ivy. Shit. My mom wasn't home, and I really shouldn't leave a six year old home alone while I talk to some boy. 

"I'm going to Kageyama's house to pick up something, I'll be right back, don't do anything dumb!" I said while patting her head. Ivy never snitched on me to our mom, she knew how crazy she was and she wanted to keep the peace for as long as possible. 

I walked out and walked up to the white car outside my house. It was a nice car, and it looked brand new, or recently cleaned at least. I went and knocked on the driver's window. It rolled down and there was Oikawa. 

"Get in, I don't have all day idiot." he said while glancing over at me. I tried explaining to him that I couldn't and that if my mom got home before us she would kill me, and him. He rolled his eyes and stepped out of the car. He grabbed my hand and brought me to the park across the street from my house. I looked down at my phone's screen, 3:34pm. My mom usually got home by like 5, so I should be fine. 

He led me to a bridge near this pond, I would sometimes come here to clear my mind if I was ever stressed. It was kinda like my safe space. I would sometimes hang out here with Kageyama and we would smoke-we never got caught though. Oikawa still had my hand intertwined with his. I couldn't help but blush. We stood on the bridge, looking out onto the pond, until I spoke. 

"Hey, what'd you need to talk about...in person?" I asked. 

He looked down and he squeezed my hand tightly. He pulled me close to him. I was staring right into his chest, and only inches away from him. I hesitantly looked up at him, but quickly turned away and focused on the ground.

I felt his hand on my face, turning me to face him again. This time, he was bent down, closer to my face. He had a smile on his face. God, I loved his smile. I could've stayed there, staring into his beautiful brown eyes forever. 

"Michelle..." he spoke slowly. I looked up at him and nodded in response. I was scared my voice would be shaky if I actually spoke. He leaned down a little bit more and kissed me. It wasn't like the first time we kissed, this one was soft and gentle, but it seemed more genuine and passionate. His lips were soft. I didn't want this moment to end. Right now, it felt like we were the only two people in the world. 

I gently pulled away after a few seconds. I could tell I was a blushing mess. Why did he do that? I mean I'm not complaining, but it also completely undid all my rejection of my feelings for him. Now it was confirmed. I liked this boy. A lot. 

How the fuck did I get here? This was the conceited boy with the whiny voice I couldn't stand, and who I had once hated with a burning  passion. All because of one detention. 

He was blushing too, I was hoping he felt the same. "Michelle...I know we agreed on 'no feelings involved' but I couldn't help it. You've been on my mind ever since that day and I've been scared to tell you. I-I like you Michelle. And I'm sorry for all this because you probably don't even feel the same but I just had to tell you.." he said, rambling on and on. I put my hand over his mouth, just like he did to me that day in detention.  

"Turoo...it's okay. I like you too." I said reassuringly. He was so cute when he was flustered. I kissed him again. Maybe that would shut him up. 

"We should probably start heading back, especially before my mom gets home." I said. I grabbed his hand again and we started walking back. 

We had gotten home just in time, 4:45, my mom wasn't home yet. He kissed me one more time before I headed inside. As soon as I stepped into my house, Ivy was right there. 

"Who's that? He doesn't look like Kageyama." she said giggling. This girl. 

I laughed, "I-I um...that's a...friend." I said. She shrugged it off after that. I went back into my room and went on my bed. I was still a blushing mess from the park. I felt my phone buzz, I thought it was Oikawa again. Nope. 

Kageyama: liarrrrrr 

Me: what do you meannn? 

Kageyama:  I saw you and your new boyfriend while I was taking out my trash, I was gonna interrupt but you two looked like you were having fun, and don't worry, I'm not mad, I'm happy for you 

I was relieved. I knew how much he hated Oikawa, I thought he wouldn't talk to me anymore if he found out. I guess not. My phone buzzed again. 

Kageyama:  Just be careful. 

I knew he was right, I really shouldn't blindly trust Oikawa this fast. It's only been a few days and so much had happened so fast. Maybe too fast.