Disclaimer: Gakuen Alice characters are owned by Higuchi Tachibana. Plot owned by my brain that's always in overdrive.
This Cant Be A Date
OTP: Sumire & Koko
"I hate you" she spat like venom dripped in her every word. She said it like she meant it but he knew better.
"But you like my smile" He countered. "You can never hate my smile." There was silence before she spoke again.
"Far too confident there buddy." Any more push and she'll be reaching her breaking point and they both know it.
"Because we both know I know a lot of things." He slurped his coke loudly because he knows she found it annoying and annoying her is one of his ways to continue living. He felt happy knowing she notices the little things nobody does, nobody even his girlfriend. The woman he really wanted but never had the guts to ask out sat in front of him and she wasn't his girlfriend.
"Shut up Koko… just shut up." She eyed him, holding down his stare, but in reality she was about to cry. She wanted to cry, badly wanted to, but never had the guts to do so. Not in front of him.
They silently glared at each other until his phone, which was lying on the table beside his half-eaten burger, started to thump and vibrate while his screen lit up.
Of course, she'd look for him. She thought.
"Hey babe" he haughtily answered while chewing down his third burger for the entire time they were there. "Nah. I'm just grabbing a bite before I go back to work."
Of course he'd never tell he was with another girl. She looked down at her plate, purposely playing with her salad that turned cold hours ago. She was too nervous and annoyed to even remember she only ate a sandwich for breakfast.
As he talked, she was trying hard to drown out the sounds of their conversation. She was a friend, but she doesn't really want to get involve with too much detail about his personal life. She wanted out, but out he never let her do.
One push she does and he gives her triple the pull. He wanted her to stay and he made that clear. She wanted to stay but she knew it would hurt, she didn't want to get hurt, but here she was anyways. Here she was, eating lunch with a friend who has a girlfriend but would rather spend his free time with her than the said girlfriend.
He told her he doesn't like her more than a friend a year ago.
She knew that was bullshit. She can't read minds but she knew better, she believed she did. She wanted to ask but too many things will fall apart if she did so she keeps mum. She plays along with his mind games. Games he was sure to win in. They both knew it. She surrendered to that idea long ago.
"Yeah…" he drawled, still on the phone and still ignoring her.
She was about to stand and leave, feeling so awkward sitting there and trying not to listen but as she slid her chair, he held her hand firmly and gave her a warning glare. She glared back.
"I love you." He tightened his grip and held her stare. She was stunned. He was looking at her straight in the eyes. If she was to joke herself, she'd think he was talking to her, but then again, he was holding his phone with his girlfriend on the other end.
She grimaced.
"I love you." He repeated, this time ending the call without even a goodbye. He still held her hand and still looked at her. She still had her frown and still hoped that was for her.
A/N: A ficlet I did when bi3n3nstich dropped by my inbox for Halloween trick or treating.