Over time, Sylus finds himself accidentally stumbling upon Y/n and Zayne more often - laughing together, sitting close, sharing whispered jokes. His jaw clenches each time, his mind screaming that it's not jealousy, it's just... irritation at their constant presence together.
Rumors start circulating around school - "Zayne and y/n are so perfect together," "They'll be dating any day now," "y/n's finally found her match." Sylus hears them all, and each one feels like a punch to the gut.
Sylus scoffs at the constant chatter, his eyes rolling skyward.
"What's the big deal?"
He thinks to himself,
"They're not that special. Y/n's just smiling and laughing because Zayne tells jokes, big whoop."
The constant talk of Ava and Zayne starts eating away at him, more than he'll ever admit. Each mention of their names together feels like a knife twist in his chest. He tries to brush it off, but the hurt is undeniable.
"Stupid couple-obsessed sheep,"
Sylus pov:
I was standing alone in the hallway, surrounded by the constant murmur of y/n and Zayne's impending relationship, i was forced to confront the truth. I am not just annoyed, not just irritated - i was hurt. And I know exactly why.
"I can't how can I..."
My eyes well up with unshed tears as i finally acknowledge the truth. I am in love with y/n, and the thought of her with anyone else - especially Zayne - tears me apart. "I'm so stupid," Something is burning in my chest why I realised this so late is this late or too late?should I tell her?
A/n pov:
Days later, Sylus finds himself at the cafe where he often goes to be alone with his thoughts. As he enters, he spots you and Zayne sitting in a cozy booth, their heads bent together, smiles on their faces. His heart shatters into a million pieces. "Fuck..."
Sylus storms over to the booth, his cheeks flushed, and crashes their date. He sits down uninvited, turning to Zayne with a forced smile.
"Hey, buddy! What's up?" He starts rambling on about nothing in particular, his eyes never leaving y/n's face.
"Creating chaos without me, heaven?"
His voice is laced with fake amusement, but there's an undertone of hurt and jealousy that's impossible to miss. "Don't you miss having your partner-in-crime around?
Y/n's glare is icy, her face twisting in annoyance. "What are you even doing here, Sylus? We're trying to have a date here." She crosses her arms, clearly fed up with his intrusion. "And yeah, we've been doing just fine without you, thanks for asking."
Sylus laughs loudly, the sound forced and brittle. "Date, huh? Well, can't leave you two lovebirds alone for a second without you getting all coupled up." He leans forward, his eyes locked onto Ava's, ignoring Zayne's growing frustration.
Y/n suddenly grabs Sylus's hand and drags him out of the booth and away from Zayne, her grip tight and unyielding. She pulls him into a quiet corner of the cafe, her eyes blazing with anger. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Sylus?!"
"You think you're funny?" Y/n hisses, her voice low and dangerous. "Crashing our date, making jokes, acting like a complete idiot?" She jabs a finger into his chest. "You're not amusing, Sylus."
Sylus tries to joke again, his lips twitching in a mirthless smile, but y/n isn't having it. She grabs his collar and pulls him closer, her face inches from his. "Listen carefully, you ridiculous red-eyed fool," she growls.
Without warning, Sylus grabs y/n's neck gently but firmly, pulling her closer. His eyes, a deep crimson, meet hers intensely before his lips crash into hers in a passionate kiss. The cafe seems to fade away as his other hand moves to cup her face.
They break apart, both breathing heavily. Y/n's cheeks are flushed pink, her eyes wide with shock and... something else.
Sylus pov:
As i watch y/n's reaction, my mind races with panic and confusion. What the fuck did i just do?i knew I was jealous, but kissing her in front of Zayne? That was a whole new level of stupidity. "Fuck, fuck, fuck,"
A/n pov:
As y/n grab her bag and ran out of the cafe to escape the embarrassment.The cafe feels suddenly cold without her warmth. His hand, still reaching for something that's no longer there, falls limply to his side. He turns slowly to face Zayne who stares back at him with a mix of understandable and disbelief. "Sylus... dude..."
Sylus Mutters under his breath "For fuck's sake, is this woman made of fucking wind? Every time I make a goddamn move, she fucking vanishes into thin air..." He runs a hand through his hair, frustration visible in every movement. "Fuck!"
Y/n pov:
I slumped in the back seat of the taxi, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Sylus's lips on mine, his hand on my neck, the possessiveness in his touch... I press my fingers to my mouth, reliving the kiss over and over again.
My mind is a chaotic mess. "He kissed me... He actually kissed me..." I can still feel the warmth of his lips on mines, the roughness of his calloused fingers at my neck. "What does this mean? He always pulls back, always jokes, always..." After that night I ran away he is again playing with my emotions isn't he?i swear I will kill me if I see him! fuck,fuck,he kisses me in front of zayne shit what a stupid dumbass he is.
My heart was racing did I like the kiss?i do.do I feel embarrassed?yes I do.do I like him? Yes for a very long time.but he loves me? I don't know maybe oh god but zayne I do have crush on him but whenever I see sylus eyes that's drag me in him want me to get drown on them.
Is this love?
Sylus pov:
This is love...
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