《Why Didn't He Let Me Die? || COMPLETED STORY》Chapter Eight
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It has been already a week since Cato kissed that bimbo - since then, I completely ignored him. Although he tried to talk to me or start a conversation, I would just leave with a plain expression on my face, don't care.
I know I may be being a jealous b-tch - but at least consider my feelings! Falling for someone you never expected to be is somehow hard. Especially you're really close to that person. Trust me, I'm scared our friendship would completely get damaged. What if he doesn't have the same feeling as I do? I would make a fool out of myself.
I sighed just thinking about all those things.
Rolling over to the other side of my bed, I grabbed my magic 8 ball and sat down, fixing myself.
"Magic ball, magic ball, do you think Cato somehow likes me?" I asked, while closing my eyes.
'.' was the answer.
My eyes went wide, and gently placed it down on my side table.
It couldn't be, right...? I mean, psh. it's just a guess.
I looked for my fluffy slippers and made my way downstairs.
My footsteps made sounds on the hard wooden floor as I took each step making an echoing sound.
I then made my way to the kitchen to get myself yummy delicious breakfast.
It was a beautiful morning actually. and I'm surprised I was not bored out of my mind.
"Hey," A voice said behind me, that made me flinch.
It was Cato; I didn't reply to him. I just gave him an innocent look, and off I went to the fridge to find something actually edible to eat.
He grabbed my arm and tugged me to him slowly, which made me face to face with him. His warm breath touched my face as chills was sent to my whole body. I couldn't move nor speak. I was.. stuck. It was like someone used super glue instead of floor soap and mopped it around the floor.
"What do you want?" I sighed, moving my eyes to the sofa and tried to break free from his hold, but miserably failed.
"Why aren't you talking to me?" He asked with confusion and sadness mixed in his voice and face.
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Why don't you figure out yourself? I'm pretty show you know the answer to your question." I said annoyingly.
"What's wrong?" He asked - no, demanded actually.
"Nothing's wrong. Everything's fine." I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes at him, finally breaking free from his grip.
I love you.
Those were the words that I wanted to tell him, but I couldn't. I was scared, scared to lose my ONLY bestfriend. My heart was screaming at me to say it to him before it was too late - I was trying myself not to say it.
"I..I love you.." I whispered so softly, which I think he didn't here. GOOD.
His body suddenly stiffened and I could feel he was shocked and all.
Oops, spoke to soon. Screw it. I'm screwed, screwed I tell you.
Now how the hell am I going to explain it to him? Obviously he wouldn't believe whatever reason I was going to say because of how he, 'Knows me too well.'
"W-What did y-you say?" He asked with a stuttered voice.
You know, I didn't take back what I said or denied it, because it was actually true.. I was falling for my bestfriend. Cato.
"Nothing important. Forget what I said, it doesn't matter." I simply said, and immediately just left - leaving him totally dumbfounded.
It was like 6:30 am, and I needed to get ready for school.
After that 'very short conversation' with Cato, We didn't talk at all, and he didn't dare talk to me too.
Now, I was having a wardrobe malfunction. Fashion crisis, everybody! I, Leena Leighton is having a fashion crisis, or is it just because I'm thinking about something else, or and not focusing.
It was already 7:30, and class starts at 8:45. Ugh, I still have much time.
I sighed and groaned, not even having a single thing on my mind on what to wear. This is the first time I was having a fashion crisis.
Searching for more clothes, I saw this new jeggings I bought last week and forgot to wear it. (stupid, I know.) then paired it with my 'Back off away from me, stranger.' shirt, and put my favorite sweater on. I matched it with my black ankle boots; Then wore a few accesories, plus my beanie.
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Thank goodness, for my new jeggings I found that saved me from my fashion crisis.
It was already 7:45 - grabbing my bag from the side table, making a few things drop on the floor that was sitting on my side table and skipped downstairs.
My ankle boots made a noise on the hard wooden floor as I hurried downstairs.
Holy moly, Don't tell me I forgot I was going to ride with Cato to school?
Oh, how wonderful! (note the sarcasm)
Pressing my body against the wall, I slowly peeked through the window, seeing Cato waiting for me patiently in the car. This is gonna be so awkward. Help me.
Okay, I'll just take a cab. Yep, I probably should.
I inhaled a deep breath and exhaled then rushed out the door.
Keep walking, Keep walking, don't notice me, don't notice me please--
"Ari?" A voice spoke up behind me that made me stop walking.
Screw it.
I slowly turned myself, to face him.
"Yes? May I uh.. help you?" I asked awkwardly and gave him a curious expression.
"Aren't you going to ride to school with me?" He asked, also in an awkward voice which just made things more.. awkward.
"No, uh.. I'll take a cab." I replied without looking at his eyes.
Our bodies were almost pressed together and his breath was tickling the side of my neck. The atmosphere suddenly became silent; Not awkward silence, but a comfortable silence which I was gladly thankful for.
"Alright." He said with slight disappointment in his voice. As soon as he removed himself away from me, I immediately left him without saying a goodbye or such. I don't find a reason why I should.
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-In School-
It took me about 15 minutes to arrive in school. The school front yard and hallways were flooded with students running hurriedly to their class.
I found myself looking for Cato. I looked around to find Cato with his girlfriend. I can't help but actually feel hurt and made my heart break my pieces. My eyes were stinging because the tears were threatening me to fall down.
They looked so cute together; They were holding hands, their fingers interwined and had happy looks on their faces. That should be me holding your hand..
I stood there, looking like an idiot, which I kept looking at them. What made my heart break more was when Cato kissed her.
Suddenly, Cato's head snapped to me - worst part was a tear fell down my right eye when he looked at me. Sh-t.
Sh-t, sh-t, sh-t.
I chanted in my head while I was pacing down the hallway. This is bull.
Finally, I reached the girls' bathroom and went in.
After about 10 minutes in the bathroom, I made my way out.
I was shocked when I saw Cato standing in front of the bathroom, panting.
Damn it.
We both looked each other in the eyes for about 3 seconds, but I broke it and immediately left.
"Ari, wait!" Cato shouted as he ran after me and grabbed my hand - spinning me around.
I avoided to look at him, and he continued saying,
"Why do you keep ignoring me? What did I do wrong? It's killing me already, so please talk to me. I miss you." He said with hurt in his face.
This time, I didn't fight back because I knew it was useless.
"Because I like you Cato. I was very hurt when you kissed me and you kissed that girl, who's called your 'girlfriend'. I didn't want to tell you because I was scared you wouldn't feel the same thing about me." I confessed to him as tears streamed down my cheeks.
He was very speechless I must say. Well, I like the usual me, I ran away.
I was scared to know what he was gonna say.
I don't want to lose you. Because I probably already fell for you.. hard.
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Hey guys! hope you enjoyed. ;) I worked really hard for this chapter, which is why I updated quite a long time. but other than that, Finally!!! she confessed to himmm! Hm, I wonder what will happen next. ;)) but first, I have to update my other stories before I make a new chapter of this. mehehehe. loveyou all to chocolate pieces. :* Follow me on Instagram: @_iiraceexox and Twitter: @JustDreamNSmile
-Ira xox
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