~ 'Just A Bet?' ~

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"HAHA, you did such a great job making y/n fall for you, you won the bet, h/n. good job."

I just stood outside the room. My body felt stiff and i was on the verge of crying.

As soon as h/n caught sight of me, i turned and ran away as tears ran down my face.

"y/n...let me explain..." h/n trailed behind me.

"stay back!" I stopped as I was at a dead end.

"y/n, what you heard just now was not true... I really love you." h/n reached his arm out to me.

"shut up, h/n. You dont need to pretend anymore. I was a fool for even falling in love with you. Only idiots fall for mr playboy... and I was one of them..." I used my hoodie sleeve to wipe off the tear that was rolling down my cheeks.

h/n looked down to his feet and made way for me to walk away and I did.

I went into the bathroom cubicle and put my back against the wall with my knees against my chest as I hid my face in them.

After a while, i started to cry again, uncontrollably.

I walked out of the cubicle, hoping not to catch sight of h/n. My eyes were swollen and red, it was so obvious that I had cried.

"y/n, what happened?" my girl best friend, gbf/n stroked my back and pulled my head into her chest. I told her what had happened and she looked angry.

"What? How could he do that to you. I wanna kill him. ugh." gbf/n clenched her fist.

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A few days has passed and I avoided h/n. It felt so... empty without him. It hurt...

I looked up at the banner that was being put up. 'Prom in 2 days.' It didn't really matter as I was planning to skip it.

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It was prom night and I was in my dark room, only lit up with a small table light stand, studying for my exams that was in 2 months.

Suddenly, I heard gushes of wind and footsteps behind me. I quickly turned my head and saw a silhouette at the corner of my room, beside the window.

"Who's there!" I took the penknife on my table as protection.

"Chill, y/n. Its just me." H/n revealed from the shadows and closed the window that he had came in from.

I stood up, still holding my penknife and turned on the lights.

"What are you doing here, asshole." I rolled my eyes as I crossed my arms.

"I just want to explain..."

"there's nothing to explain!"

"Please listen to me..."

"Fine... 2 minutes to explain." I set a timer and sat on my bed.

"im sorry, y/n. At first, it was a bet but after hanging out with you, I realised that you mean so much more to me. I want you, I need you. Im sorry, please..." h/n started tearing up a little.

I kind of bought his story, i didnt care if it was true or not. I just... wanted to be with him.

I ran to h/n and hugged him tightly, hiding my face in his chest.

"I didnt know mr playboy would cry at such a thing." I smirked and looked up at him.

He caressed my cheek gently and leaned in for a kiss....

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