Chapter Fourteen

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#14 Your help = Not Needed

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(Y/n)'s POV

I get to class, and see Hinata and Kageyama. I was starting walk in, but I walk right back out.

If I don't walk into class soon I'll be late, but my legs won't move... it's only a few more steps.

I look down at my feet, but I see another pair of feet in front of me. I look up and see Kageyama.

He grabs my wrist, and pulls me into the classroom and seats me down. Then he walks back to his own seat.

What was that about? I didn't need his help, nor did I want it. I sigh cross my arms.

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It was now lunch time, and being able to see is just unbearable. I was sitting down at the table for first years, until Kageyama came over with his little boyfriend.

I get up,and start walking off with my lunch.

"(Y/n), wait." Kageyama starts, and grabs my wrist.

"Don't touch me, Kageyama." I say pulling my wrist out of his grasp.

"We don't have to do this." Kageyama protests.

"Don't have to do what, Kageyama? Huh?!" I shout, from the corner of my eye I see Daichi get up and the whole lunch room looking at us.

Sugawara grabs Daichi wrist, and Daichi gives him an annoyed look.

3rd person POV

"Go for it." Suga smiles lightly.

"Your not going to stop me?" Daichi asks slightly confused.

"Nope." Suga answers, and lets him go. Daichi nods, and starts walking over to the once couple.

"We don't have to fight! We can just go back to the way thing were!" Kageyama finally snaps.

"Oh, so you can cheat on me again?! Is that why?!" I ask shouting, that's when Daichi pulls (Y/n).

"(Y/n) calm down, you don't have to fight with him." Daichi whispers calmly.

"You know what Daichi, your help equals not needed!" (Y/n) shouts angrily, and turns back to Kageyama. "I hate you, you son of a bitch." (Y/n) clenches her teeth, and slaps Kageyama in the face.

Then she ran off, with a certain someone following her. She goes to the practice volleyball gym, and grabs a Volleyball.

She throws it up, and starts practicing serves. Nishinoya then walks in.

(Y/n) was threw another ball, and Nishinoya runs over and receives it. (Y/n)'s eyes widen.

Nishinoya had a big smile on his face, and walks over to (Y/n).

"So is this how you take your anger out? Or to be distracted?" Nishinoya asks tilting his head.

"Well, yeah, usually at least." (Y/n) answers, and shrugs.

"Let me teach you." Nishinoya says, and (Y/n) looks confused.

"What?" (Y/n) asks slightly concerned.

"Let me teach you how to play Volleyball." Nishinora replies, with a smile.

"Sure," (Y/n) answers, and smiles lightly.

"So I'm forgiven?" Nishinora asks raising a brow.

"Yes, we've started over." (Y/n) answers.

"Great! Lets start!" Nishinoya exclaims and grabs a volleyball.

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