𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 || 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚊𝚙

Chap 02

                 
               " ʜᴇ's sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ɪᴛ sᴏ ᴡᴇʟʟ "

   
    ꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂

"Yeah? I didn't ask, prick," my bad mood seeps through my exterior and in that moment I realize how much I hate myself and everything I do. 'No wonder Paige from 8th grade cheated on me'

The guy raises his hands up, "aye, listen, guey (dude), is it because I'm Latino?" He asks, his eyebrows lifted as he waits for my reply. I sputter to find the right words and he continues, "the racist shit needs to stop. I apologized."

"I wasn't being racist! I'm having a bad day, it has nothing to do with you being Mexican," I spit

There's silence as we both just stare at each other, waiting for one another to say something. "So you just assume because I'm Latino that I'm Mexican?" He asks, squinting his eyes at me.

My jaw practically drops as my eyes widen. "Wh-what?!" I stutter in shock. "No..I- no! What the fuck, I didn't mean to assume," I admit. 'Man, you really are an idiot, huh?' I ask myself.

The guy crosses his arms over his chest and gives me a stare down, intimidating me.

Finally, after a long silence that made me squirm, he cracks a smile. "I was just messing with you guey," he exclaims and pats my back. I let out a small breath of relief. "Soy (I'm) Alex," he smiles and holds out his hand.

My eyebrows are furrowed at how bipolar this guy seems to be. "Uh, I'm Nick," I respond and go in to shake his hand. Alex has other plans and pulls me into a bro hug. It sounds weird, but I kind of needed it.

"You play soccer, Nick" he asks me and stops a ball that's passed to him.

My eyebrows are furrowed and another ball is kicked at him which he heads it without flinching. "Well, Nick, I will help you get... better. At soccer," he says with a wink.

I roll my eyes. "What makes you think I want to learn to play soccer?"

He looks at me, "cmon, don't tell me you are scared of the ball? I know I accidentally hit in the head but-" he cuts himself off by laughing at the memory and I grow irritated.

"Whatever. Same time tomorrow Nick," I grumble and he calms down, shooting me another wink. I walk off holding my backpack strings in my hand. Time to go home and get scolded my mom; what a day.

| Friday, April 27th |

* Natalia POV *

I awaken to persistent tapping sounds. I stir, but finally manage to open my heavy eyelids and force myself to sit up, even if I'm not in the right state of mind to understand what I'm doing. I finally notice the figure standing at my window and I blink several times to make sure I'm awake. My eyes widen in disbelief and my heart starts to race in fear.

But when they tap again, I notice the outline of their hair and know exactly who it is.

"Zak, what are you doing here?" I ask sleepily, yawning uncontrollably after opening my window. He grabs onto my hands, drawing circles on my skin with his thumbs.

"I had a nightmare. Please, Natalia, can I sleep with you?" He asks with so much fear in his voice that I worry for him. I nod without further questions and allow him inside. "What time is it?" I ask as I shut my window as quietly as possible.

"3:17 am," Zak whispers and pulls me into my bed with him.

I nod and he cuddles into my chest. I push his hair from his forehead lazily. Allowing his warmth to spread to me. "What happened in your dream, Zak?" I whispered softly, I swear he couldn't have heard me.