"It wasn't him! It was me!" Hinata defended, making a barrier between Sasuke and Itachi.
Sasuke glared down at Hinata.
"Go wait outside." He said coldly.
"She's drunk. It wasn't her fault." Ino added, stepping in.
Sasuke grabbed Hinata's wrist, and pulled her out of the club.
Hinata didn't dare speak a word on the drive home.
"I forbid you from talking to him!" Sasuke shouted, slamming his palms down on the table. 9 unread texts. Karin 5:50 pm Sasuke 10:30 pm Sasuke 10:52 pm Unknown caller 11:00 pm Sasuke 12:00 am Sasuke: 12: 30 am Telstra: 12: 32 am Sasuke: 1:35 am Incoming call
Hinata nodded meekly, tears falling from her eyes- Knowing better than to argue with him.
"I-I'm sorry…" She sobbed, disappointed with herself.
"No clubs. No drinking." Sasuke added furiously, as Hinata nodded again.
It was 10 am the next day, and Hinata had the bitchiest headache ever, on top of that- she didn't remember what happened, but all she knew, was that Sasuke was scary as heck when he was mad.
Sasuke sighed, rubbing his temples.
"I'll get you some pain killers. You're probably hung over." Grabbing his keys, he left the room without another word.
Hinata wiped her eyes, and got up to check her phone.
16 missed calls:
Ino: 2:00 pm
Sasuke 4:30 pm
Sasuke 4:32 pm
Sasuke 10:30 pm
Sasuke 10:35 pm
Sasuke 10:36 pm
Sasuke 10:50 pm
Sasuke: 11:01 pm
Sasuke: 11:08 pm
Sasuke 12:30 am
Sasuke 12:31 am
Telstra: 12:32 am
Sasuke: 12:40 am
Sasuke: 1:20 am
Sasuke: 1:23 am
Sasuke: 1:30 am
Sasuke 4:31 pm
Hinata, did you speak with your dad? Answer your phone!
I'm coming round for clubbing 2nite. If u don't get to read this text in time, too bad. I'll be there in 30 mins. It's wat u get 4 ditching us 2day :'(
Where did you put my good socks? The red ones. Why don't you answer your phone?
Never mind, I found them…I put them in the freezer for some reason…
HI! IT'S KIBA! KARIN GAVE ME YOUR NUMBER- Feel free to dump Sasuke and marry me.
Seriously.
Hey, are you having a good time? Do you want me to pick you up later?
Hinata… Are you okay? I'm worried, you haven't called me.
ANSWER YOUR DAMN PHONE BITCH!
Btw, It's Suigetsu. I hacked your phone and changed my name to Telstra.
I'm coming to get you, okay? :]
"Hinata. This is Itachi."
"… I'm sorry about last night-"
"Forget it. I'm calling about that interview with Akatsuki."
"Oh! R-really? Am I able to-"
"Today 3pm. I'll text you the address. Sasuke probably doesn't want you talking to me."
Hinata, stupidly nodded- forgetting he couldn't see him.
"I- uh…. Yeah. Great- Thanks. My friend, Ino will be there too, do you mind?"
"Not at all. Bye."
"Bye…"
Hinata hung up with a sigh, deciding to get a load of washing on during Sasuke's absence.
Taking the clothes basket into the laundry, she started packing them into the dryer- but noticed something weird.
There, tangled in one of Sasuke's t-shirts, was a lacy pink bra.
"Sasuke…" Hinata took the painkillers he offered, and placed them on the bench.
"Yes?" Sasuke had calmed down a little.
"I'm sorry. I promise, no talking to Itachi. Ever."
Even though she knew it was a lie. She also knew-she wasn't the only one breaking the rules of engagement.
Because that bra she found earlier…
It was too small to be hers.
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YEAH. WRITING DURING GEOGRAPHY BECAUSE I'M SMART LIKE THAT!
Erin: Yeah right. You're just too lazy to work.
Me: REVIEW OR I STAB YOU REPEATEDLY WITH A SPORK!
