Robin Arellano X Y/N (Joke)

chapter 9

Y/ns pov:

"Wait, are you being serious?" Robin asks me.

"No, I was joking." I reply sarcastically. "Nobody said my name."

"Really?" Robin asks me, confused. I looked at him, trying to hold in my laughter.

"No, I was being sarcastic." I explain to him.

"Oh." He states bluntly. "Okay? So you actually did hear someone on the other end?"

"Yes." I say, rolling my eyes at him. "Jeez you are so hard to talk to sometimes."

"Sorry." He mutters, looking down at the ground. Did I upset him?

"It's fine. You know I was joking right? I actually love you." I tell him.

After I say those three words, I suddenly realise what I had just said. I open my mouth to say something, but Robin speaks up before me.

"Platonic love or ...?" He asks me.

He stares into my eyes, as I stare into his. I want to tell him, I actually think he likes me back. What if he rejects me? I am acting so stupid. Why would he even like me? Everyone else is way more smarter than me. I mean I literally got a 68% on my science test, while everyone else got over 80%. I'm not even pretty.

"Oh. Uhhhh. I don't know. I mean of course I know how I feel. I just- I mean..." I stutter out, not knowing what to say. What is wrong with me? Why do I feel so nervous?

I take in a couple of deep breaths before looking at the phone, as if it would tell me what to do. I don't have enough courage to speak up, so we just stand there, in silence.

"It's just that we haven't really talked about that day." He says, breaking the silence.

"What day?" I ask him. I know what day. I think to myself. The day me and him got into an argument and I ran away to grab 'n' go and talked with Vance.

"The day when you ran off and then I got grabbed, trying to look for you." He informs me. He was trying to look for me? This is all my fault. I shouldn't have ran away. I should have stayed, and talked with him. I'm such a terrible person.

"Oh. Right." I respond, calmly. I hear him say something underneath his breath. "What did you say?" I ask.

"I meant what I said." Robin says. He meant what he said. What did he say?

"What did you say? I forgot." I tell him, looking at him.

"Nothing." He says, as he turns to face me and he puts on a smile that seems fake."Nothing. It doesn't matter."

"No, please. Please tell me." I say, becoming curious. "I really want to know."

"No. Honestly, it's fine." He declares, walking away from me and on to the mattress. "It doesn't matter."

"Yes it does! Please tell me!" I whine, following him, making sad faces. Robinnnnn! Pleaseee!"

"Y/n, it's fine." He tried to convince me. Letting out a sigh, I think of an idea.

"Fine. I won't tell you what I said then." I tell him, trying to find a way for him to tell me what he said.

"I already know what you said, I was there, remember?" He asks me, smiling.

"No." I say calmly, sitting down next to him on the mattress. "I mean what I said about you to Vance."

"Wait, Vance?" He questioned, as he looked at me confused, his eyebrows furrow together. "As in Vance Hopper?"