The One That Got Away

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*FIVE'S POV*

I had fallen asleep at my desk and woken up the next morning. I turned to see Y/N still asleep in my bed, she was currently cuddling my pillow and snoring a little.
"Pssst." I whispered and she groaned. "Hey, you little alcoholic! Wake up." I approached and nudged her and she just buried her face in the pillow.
"Are you gonna get up?" I questioned and she shook her head no. "What about if I make you a coffee?" I smirked and she jolted up.
"Yes please." She pulled out her bottom lip and I couldn't help but smile. She was definitely hungover.
"Right, go for a shower. Your clothes are in the bag there." I pointed to the end of my bed. "We need to have a talk when you get back, okay." I exclaimed and she nodded, getting up and walking in to the bathroom.

*Y/N'S POV*

I walked into the bathroom to realise there were no towels, so I made my way back out of the bathroom and decided to steal some of Klaus'.
I knocked on the door and was greeted by a scruffy looking Klaus and a loud groan.
"Well, don't you look delightful." I winked and he just put his hand on my face, rubbing my cheeks.
"Yeah, well I don't feel it."
"I need to steal some towels off you, now move." I joked, squeezing past him and going to his wardrobe.
"Can I come and do a PTA clean real quick?" He spoke and I turned, giving him a confused look.
"What the fuck is a PTA clean, Klaus?"
"Pits. Tits. Ass." Was all he said, he then pushed his sunglasses up on to his face properly and I shrugged.
"C'mon then, just promise no peeking." I giggled.
"I don't like girls."
"Hey, you don't know what's under these clothes! Maybe I could turn you straight."
Klaus pretended to barf into his hands and I pushed him into the doorframe. I climbed into the shower, pulling the curtain across and then stripped.  Talking to Klaus as we both cleaned ourselves up.
"Towel please." I requested, slipping my hand out of the shower and waiting for the requested item to meet my hand, within seconds I was wrapped up and sat on the edge of the tub. Klaus was painting his toenails.
"So where are you off to now mister?" I asked, looking at my features in the mirror.
"I have-had a hot date but I overslept so he might have just gone home. But I don't care, his brothers the cute one anyway." He laughed and I rolled my eyes.
"I could say the same about you." I winked, walking out of the bathroom and back to Five's room.
"Pffft, just because you and Five are in love with each other."  He sighed and I gave him a look.
"Five's not in love with me..."  I chuckled, and felt a presence behind me.
"What were you guys doing in the bathroom together?"  I felt Five put his arm around me and it was rather tense.
"Totally not in love with you."  Klaus whispered, shooting me a wink.

*TIME-SKIP*

"Okay, I need to talk to you." Five spoke up.
"If you're gonna confess your undying love to me then I just wanna say you're a little late. I'm already well aware." I joked, nudging him with my elbow.
"Shutup." He pushed me and I fell onto my back.
"Okay, shoot! What's going on?" I sat back up, moving the hair out of my face.
"Your Mom has gone to her sisters for a couple days." He spoke and I gave him a slow nod, signalling for him to carry on. "She said she'll be gone for a couple of days. I guess she just needs to clear her head. But I told her I'd look after you and make sure you're okay. You're more than welcome to stay here until she gets back if you'd like." He offered, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I don't think your Dad would like that, Five." I nervously rubbed my hands.
"Well then I'll stay at yours with you. I don't want you to be alone, especially at the moment. So either way, I'm gonna be there." He held my hands in his.
"Thankyou." I gave him a smile and he pulled me into a tight squeeze.

*TIME-SKIP*
*THIRD PERSON POV*

Grace had just signalled that dinner was ready and the teens made their way to the table. After everyone had sat down Five asked his Father a question.
"Is it okay if Y/N stays for a few days?"
There was silence amongst everyone, Reginald Hargreeves placed his cutlery down and crossed his arms.
"Would you not rather stay at your own home?" He questioned the girl and she shrugged. "Well, considering the circumstances... I'll allow it. Number Five, you have no training until Monday. Whether you choose to stay in the academy or not is up to you too. But yes, it's more than okay." He finished.
"Can I have my frie-." Klaus started and immediately got shut down with a blunt 'no' from his father.
Five placed his hand on his best friends thigh and gave a squeeze to which she returned a smile.