Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 20

"Well, if that's what you want, then go on. But please don't stick to it. You need to learn how to control it eventually. Okay?" Y/N consoled. Klaus smiled gratefully for having a sister like her and nodded in understanding.

When she finished her snack, she went to Ben's room and claimed the book she borrowed and headed to her room.

As she passed by Allison's room, she caught a glimpse of her and Luther leaning in towards each other as if they were about to kiss. It's their business, Y/N. Just walk away. She thought to herself as she awkwardly continued to pace over to her comfort zone.

The H/C haired girl suddenly heard the sound of the violin coming from Vanya's room. She went over and stood by Vanya's doorframe as she watched her sister play gracefully.

It left a smile on her face when Vanya finished smoothly. Number Seven jumped when Y/N spoke up, "It sounded beautiful, Vanya."

Number Seven smiled, "Thanks."

This whole thing might not be as normal as the lives of people without 'special' abilities. But to Y/N it was just like any other ordinary thing.

She wished everything could stay like that forever.

~Present~

"You're doing that habit of yours again." Allison suddenly spoke up, "I'm surprised that came back." She added. The girl snapped out of her daze and removed her fingers from her chapped lips, "Huh? What habit?"

"When you have a lot of things in your mind, you peel the dried skin on your lips until it bleeds." Allison remarked with a disgusted tone, not taking her eyes off the road. "So what's going on inside that little cranium of yours?"

"Just worrying about Vanya's safety, that's all." Y/N answered. Allison knew she was lying. She can't be just thinking about Vanya. Knowing her, she fills up her mind with too much thoughts.

"You really think I'd believe that?" Number Three questioned, "Come on, there has to be something else."

"What's in my head is the apocalypse. It made me think of how I missed those times where we'd get along, even if it was just a once in a blue moon kind of thing." Number Eight replied shortly, running out of other excuses that doesn't include Five.

Allison sighed, "Tell me about it."

She thought she was gonna get away with it easily. Until Number Three suddenly brought up the last thing she wanted to talk about. "So, I noticed you and Five are getting close."

Y/N scoffed, "For goodness sake, almost everyone is on about that. Even you, Allison? We're just friends." She hissed as she turned to look at Number Three.

Her sister smiled at her teasingly, "What? You should see the way you two care for each other. And that is not how friends heed for one another." Y/N was getting sick of it. Even her conscience was against her.

I don't like him that way..

Yes you do, Y/N.

No I don't!

Yes you do!

She groaned in annoyance. She had nothing to do but to lean back, fold her arms, and pout like a baby. But she was truly wondering why was it so hard for her to talk about herself.

"Why is it so hard for you to express your feelings sometimes?" Allison suddenly chimed.

"I don't know." The girl answered truthfully, "I guess I feel weak when I do? I don't know." She sighed as she ran her hand through her hair.