The best heartbreak

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Tyra

I went to school the next day.

And the next.

And today.

Kai showed up at my door-

Kai is at my door!

"You didn't come to the last practise." He states.

My eyes immediately fly to the cuts on his face.

"I guess not." I shrug. I leave the door open as I sit on the island counter.

He takes the open door as an invite and allows himself in.

He studies me. My crop top PJs I wear for comfort and for coverage. It does show some underboob but enough material to be able to pull down.

And for some reason, I don't see the need to pull my shirt down.

I fiddle with my fingers as he approaches me.

"You haven't talked to me since Monday." He states again.

I bite my lip, nervous.

"I'm suspended for the next week anyway, I have time." He continues.

I lift my head. "What?!"

"Being cat called isn't the first time for you, I know that." He takes just a step closer, in case I feel uncomfortable.

"Your beautiful," step. "And Tazes reaction was automatic."

I start to pick at my nails.

"So I gave Kyle what he deserved." He smirks. "I have one whole week to reflect on how much better I feel."

"It's going to be on your record." I furrow my brows.

"So?" He replies, leaving me speechless.

He closes the gap between us, standing between my legs.

His waist the same height at the counter-

He puts his hands beside me, leaning into me. "I really don't give a fuck about who he cat calls. But as long as her name is Tyra, he's taking a long visit to the hospital."

My breath hitches.

"Clean me up?" He asks, backing away from me.

I nod. "Y-yeah you can wait here."

I grab some cotton balls and medicine for his cuts, then some thin bandages from the toilet cabinet beneath the sink.

I come back out and find him on the couch.

Last time I didn't mind him looking at some part of my breasts, but I'm not wearing a bra under this shirt.

Shit

I put my things down. And turn to him.