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"How're you feeling?" Haru plopped down beside you on your bed, rubbing your back and giving you a small side hug. "I don't know. It's been a week since we've spoken to one another." You slightly frown, turning your head towards Haru. Haru could tell that you were still sad and confused about everything. But he also knew you were trying to do the right thing for yourself. It was hard.

"You know what I think?" Haru sighed, leaning back into your pillows and tossing his arms behind his head. "What?" You raise a brow. "You two are both stubborn assholes who are too scared to open up to each other." Haru smiled to himself knowing that he was right. Proud of his assumptions, he closed his eyes and rested as you stared at him in slight shock.

"I am not scared to admit my feelings! He's the one who's scared! He's the asshole! I already apologized to him." You huffed, turning away from Haru. "You're so oblivious." Haru chuckled, sitting up to look at you. "I'm not." You protested, rolling your eyes at him. Haru nodded in agreement, not wanting to back and forth with you for minutes on end. As he said, you're stubborn.

"Okay, well then come out with tonight. You seem to be feeling and bit better, maybe a drink will suit you." Haru stood up from the bed, walking over to you, and opening it up. Your eyes followed his figure, watching his own eyes dart around and search for any article of clothing that would suit you for tonight. Unsure of what he was going to choose, you still knew it was going to be something skimpy, something that showed skin.

His hand quickly reached into the closet, pulling out a light blue satin dress that reached your upper thighs. "You still have those heels, right? The silver ones?" Haru asked, still inspecting the dress he held up in his hands. "Mhm." You nodded, still staring at him. Without warning, he tossed the piece of fabric at you, blinding you for a quick second. "Put it on. We're going out."

"Haru," you whined, tossing your head back, "you always wanna go out!" You groaned, clutching the dress in your hands. "If I don't drag you out this house you're just gonna mope around all day," he walked towards the door of your room, shutting it behind as he walked out, "now get dressed!" He shouted, making sure you heard him loud and clear.

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Standing in front of your mirror, you glided your hands along the fabric of the dress. Turning left and right, trying to see if you looked good or not. Its been a while since you actually got dressed like this, so you weren't used to it. The door to your room opened, in walking Haru all dressed up too. It wasn't like a formal suit and tie, just a nice outfit for a night at the club. "Where are we going exactly?" You asked, turning towards him.

"Look at you," he chuckled, reaching his arms out and engulfing you in a hug, "all sexy." He laughed. "Thank you. You're the one who picked out the outfit anyway." A small smile crept on your face. "Oh, by the way, we're going to some party that Oikawa is holding." Haru reached for his phone.

You grew confused as to who Haru was talking about. It was like he was talking about this person like you knew him. "Oikawa? Who's that?" You furrowed your brows, walking past Haru to your vanity. Grabbing your lip gloss, you applied it as y out waited for Haru's response. "You don't know Oikawa? He was super popular during high school. Played volleyball really well, was a ladies' man, all that shit."

"Doesn't ring a bell." You shrugged, wiping the excess lip gloss off of your lips. "It doesn't matter, just-he's hosting a party and we're going. Okay?" Haru sarcastically smiled. "I know Suna is gonna be there. He is literally everywhere I go." Letting out an aggravated sigh, you knew you had to prepare for the worst. It was either gonna be seeing him there with another girl, or him leaving with a random girl. Either way, it involved him. "And if he is there?"

"I'm gonna ignore him."

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Haru slowed the car to a stop, peering over and looking at the house at the end of the street. Looking around, there weren't that many cars outside, but you did notice one car. Suna's. You let out a groan, hitting the back of your head against the headrest. "What?" Haru asked, taking the key out of the ignition. "He's here. His car is here." You slowly looked at the house, hearing loud and muffled music coming from the inside.

"Well," Haru sighed, "nothing we can do about it except ignore it." He opened the car door, you doing the same. Making sure you had all of your belongings, the both of you began walking towards the house. It wasn't too big but it also wasn't too small. You weren't too sure about how many people were in there, maybe there was just enough for Suna not to notice you.

Haru opened the door, the music becoming more clear and louder while the both of you walked in, shutting the door behind you. "Welcome! Here's some drinks to get your night going. Just don't break anything though, or you're dead meat." A random guy handed you both drinks in red solo cups before walking off. "Who was that?" You looked at Haru. "Oikawa."

Humming in response, you took a sip from your cup. Whatever was in it was sweet but you could still taste the bitterness of the alcohol on your tongue. The alcohol must've been mixed with some type of juice or something. Either way, it still tasted good. As soon as you stepped inside, it was almost like you forgot about Suna.

Aimlessly following Haru everywhere because you didn't get lost, you weren't paying attention to your surroundings or the people you came into contact with along the way. You just sipped away at the liquid in your cup and minded your business. You ended up in the living room, pushing your way through the crowded room.

Finally, you ended up in a spot that partially empty and where you could get a good look at every one. Haru stood right beside you, leaning against a wall as his eyes searched for something around the room. "What are you staring at?" You yelled in his ear to make sure he heard you over the blaring music. "Someone to talk to and possibly hook up with by the end of the night." He shamelessly answered.

Remembering Suna's car parked on the street, your eyes moved on their own and searched the room you were standing in. You couldn't help but search for him. It was like an itch in your brain that you couldn't get rid of. Your eyes locked onto him in an instant, being able to recognize him anywhere.

There he was. Standing there on the opposite side of the room with another girl. Squinting your eyes, you nudged Haru in his side. "Huh-oh." He chuckled menacingly, knowing exactly why you wanted his attention. He saw the two. Suna and girl with short black hair, right above he shoulders. In a small black dress with heels and tan skin. She was pretty.

She flashed a smile at Suna, seeming to laugh at something he had said. Suna smiled at her, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Don't let it get to you." Haru quickly spoke. You were right. He is here with someone else. Jealously filled your heart, but you couldn't allow yourself to feel like this. After all, you were the one who said that you two should take a break.

Gripping your cup, you continued to discreetly watch the two. You couldn't hear what they were talking about over the music, but you could see that smirk on Suna's face. That smirk he had when he always talked to you. That same smirk that made you nervous and excited at the same time. Your heart was clenching at the sight in front of you.

Looking away from them, you knew it was best for you, or else continuing to stare would just hurt you even more. Has he already moved on? That fast? Why'd you even come here if you knew he was gonna be here? "Hey!" Haru snapped you out of your thoughts, waving his hand in front of your face. "Sorry." You mumbled.

You couldn't help it, you wanted to see what was going to happen next even if it did hurt you. Lifting the rim of your cup to your lips, you let the liquid fall down your throat, a slight burning sensation left before as you gulped it down. Your eyes locked onto them like you were watching a movie in a theater.

She reached his hand out to Suna's, gently holding his hand. You could see a small blush appear on her cheeks, almost like she was afraid to grab his hand. You could see Suna laugh, find her embarrassment amusing. "Stop," Haru grunted, harshly grabbing your face, "looking at them." He stared straight at you. Words wouldn't come out your mouth, you just stared back.

Looking down at your cup, you noticed it was empty. You needed more. Ignoring Haru, you made your way through the crowd of people, trying to find the kitchen. "Need help?" You look over your shoulder to see Hiro. "You." You roll your eyes, trying to walk away from him as fast as possible. "You might wanna take a left. The kitchens in there."

You stopped in your tracks and backtracked, turning left instead of right. God, he was so annoying. Making your way into the kitchen, you saw the bowl of spiked punch sitting on the island. "You looked pissed." Hiro said, stating the obvious. "You're honestly one of the last people I wanna talk to right now." You bluntly stated, filling your cup with more of the alcoholic beverage. "I won't bother you then. See you around, y/n."

Turning around, you leaned against the countertop, happy to be away from all the people in the rest of the house, especially that girl and Suna. You were so infuriated. So jealous. But you had to hold it back, you couldn't show it. Hell, he was so caught up in that girl that he didn't recognize you were right across from him. So pathetic. You guess it is true. He goes and flirts with every girl he lays his eyes on.

"Yo, what're doing in here all alone?" A random guy walked around the corner. His eyes hung low and they were also red. He was definitely high. "Just need a breather." You plainly answered. "Oh. Do you wanna smoke this?" He held out a blunt. How odd of him. Asking a random stranger to smoke a blunt. "You look high enough." You chuckled.

"Nah, nah," he pushed the blunt towards you, "it's yours. Need a breather right? Then, smoke this to relax." He nodded, trying to persuade you. At this point, you were willing to try anything right now. You weren't sure how high this man was to give you a whole blunt, but you'll take the offer while you can. Placing your drink down, you watched him light it before handing it to you. "Inhale it, but like, be careful."

Placing it between your lips, you inhaled the smoke, blowing it out and lightly coughing. At first, it seemed a little odd to you. The last time you tried weed was in high school, but you didn't become addicted to it or anything. You just tried it out for the hell of it. But it seems like you've come full circle for the hell of it. "How do you feel?" He asked. "I'm alright. For now." You answered. "Cool. Well-keep it, it's yours."

The stranger walked out of the kitchen. You weren't sure who he was or why he came in here. He must've been extremely high or drunk, or both. All you know is that you needed this to relax right now. Walking back into the living room, Haru was still in the same spot you left him. "There you are-is that a blunt?"

You nodded at his question, standing against the wall beside him. A drink in one hand and a blunt in the other. "You're gonna get fucked up tonight." Haru laughed, shaking his head. "Good." You answered, watching Suna and the girl continue to flirt in front of you.