When The Timer Hits Zero. ~Iwaoi~

~Part Eleven~

I've succesfully avoided Iwaizumi for the rest of the day. For the next week, we're free from school, so I don't have to see him anymore. Or, well, that's how it's supposed to be... Fate (and the author) probably won't be that nice to me. I spend the rest of my friday playing video games until I get a call.

'Yo, Oikawa. We're gonna do a sleepover tomorrow! You wanna come?' Makki yells through the phone. Since I am always bored during vacations, I agree. 'Nice! Mattsun, Iwa and I will see you tomorrow then.' He hangs up.

Well, there we go. No avoiding Iwa. I'm just glad they didn't invite anyone else; I don't want others to notice the problems between Iwaizumi and me. I won't be able to sleep tomorrow for sure, so I decide to go to bed early.

I wake up at noon. Mattsun sent me a message that they expect me around 1PM. I pack my bag, shower and eat some brunch. I kiss my dad goodbye before I walk out the door.

Makki and Mattsun have started living together a few months ago. They have been dating ever since middle school, which is real impressive. I already get sick of them after a few days, with their neverending puns and bad jokes. How did they not get sick of eachother yet?

What if Iwa and I were like that?

What if we lived together? If we were dating, if he loved me, if he wanted me. I start daydreaming as I walk towards their house. What if Iwa was mine? If I could touch him, look at him, be with him whenever I'd want.

I arrive their house in no time. I can hear Makki and Mattsun laughing and Iwa screaming from 3 houses away. They seem to be having fun. I have to ring the doorbell four times before the door finally opens, showing Mattsun and Makki.... In girl uniforms. 'What the hell are you wearing?!' I laugh at them. 'Hey! Don't laugh at girls!' Makki tries to pout, but bursts out laughing as well.

I walk into the house, taking off my shoes and jacket. I open the door to the living room, Makki and Mattsun giggling behind me. What I see, is a picture I'll never get out of my head, and the reason Iwa was screaming: on the couch is Iwa, sitting in the same girl school uniform, face beetred as he tries to hide behind a pillow. I stand still, cheeks getting warmer as my mouth falls open a little.

The giggles behind me grow louder and I turn around, forcing my eyes off of Iwaizumi, and flick the both of them of the forehead. My cheeks are flushed and I glare at them. They know. They know I love Iwaizumi. Their giggling has stopped, turning into a pout. 'Hey, we did you a favour! Why'd you hit us?' 'Yeah, man, you totally deserve punishment right now.' They smirk simultaneously. I back away but can't escape their grip, leading me to the bathroom and locking me in from outside.

'We'll let you out when you put on the uniform!' Mattsun laughs. Is this supposed to embarrass me? I know I am good looking, even when I'm wearing a skirt. I change, knocking on the door to signal that I am done. They let me out, not expecting the confident look plastered on my face.

I put on a show, not ashamed at all, until I feel a familiar stare coming from the couch. I look to find Iwa staring at me from behind the pillow, which is still pressed to his face. I blush, trying to grab a pillow for me to hide behind either, but in order to do that I have to get close to Iwa. I glare at Mattsun and Makki, who are trying to keep in their laugh.

'Alright, let's watch a movie!' Makki places himself on the chair, pulling Mattsun in his lap in the process. 'Can I put this off first?' Iwa's muffled, insecure voice sounds from behind a pillow. He's still sitting in the same place, hugging a pillow between his face and his pulled up knees. Now I know why they call this position 'not girly'; I'm almost able to look underneath his skirt. I quickly look away. 'Yeah, I wanna change, too.' I agree. 'Only if we can take a picture.' Makki says, holding the key to their room where they put our clothes.

Iwa sighs, slamming the pillow down on the couch. I sit on the other side of the couch, putting as much distance as possible between us. I glance at him from the side, but he's looking the other way. Makki and Mattsun put on their favourite movie: Titanic. Why is it their favourite? They absolutely LOVE reenacting the dramatic scenes, which totally ruins the experience for everybody trying to watch the movie with them.

The movie (and Makki and Mattsun's acting) starts, and Iwa finally moves. He comes sit next to me. 'Hey, Iwa-chan.' I say casually as if he isn't sitting next to me with his thighs almost fully exposed. 'Hey, Shittykawa.' he says, way softer than he normally does. I must thank Makki and Mattsun for showing me such a cute side of Iwa, but curse them for showing it to me now.

'You've been avoiding me a lot yesterday, especially after lunch. What's wrong?' Iwa whispers, still not daring to look me in the eye. 'No, I didn't!' I say back to him 'I'm fine, really!' I try to convince him, but he looks at me, hurt visible in his eyes. 'You've never avoided me before.. Did I do something?' The insecurity is clear in his voice, but he keeps looking at me, locking his eyes on mine, not letting me get away.

I know I'm supposed to choose for myself. I should let him go, forget about him. But when he looks at me like that, all of my resolve disappears. I know I can't avoid him. It breaks my heart to see him hurting, especially since it's my fault. 'Sorry, Iwa-chan.' I whisper, pulling him into a hug, forgetting about our kind of awkward situation.

I feel his body tense up for he second, before he pushes me away, screaming 'Shittykawa!' at me. 'Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to make it awkward!' I apologize to him. 'Shut up, Asskawa!' he flings a pillow at my head. And it's only when I hear two people simultaneously scream 'PILLOW FIGHT!' that I realize Mattsun and Makki were watching.

Pillows fly through the room, laughter and screams fill the air and I can see Iwa relax. I get distracted by his concentrated face for a while, which was a bad idea, because I'm hit in the face with a pillow before I can stop it.

We spend the rest of the evening relaxed, having fun, until we decide it's time to sleep. 'Hmm, we only have two futons. Oops.' Makki puts on his most innocent face.