Stars || Ranboo ✔

Am I Interrupting Something?

A little gift because motivation and my roommate told me too.

There will be an Author's Note at the end of this chapter. Please read it.

"Bye Fundy!" You waved him a goodbye, watching him disappear into his car and drive off.

You closed the door and walked back into the living room, sitting down on the couch.

"Hey, Mark." You said after a few minutes.

"Yeah?" He responded.

"I wanna try something."

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"No, Bad, I have no chocolate with me right now. You ate it all yesterday." Zak said, stopping his car when the green light turned into a red light.

"Oh." Bad responded, his voice slightly muffed by Zak's phone.

"Sorry. But, maybe whenever I'm done checking up on (y/n) and seeing on how they're doing with Mark, I'll stop by the supermarket and pick up some chocolate for your muffins okay?" Zak pressed on the gas when the light turned back into a green light.

"Yay!" Bad exclaimed. I can't thank you enough Skeppy!"

Zak smiled. "I know."

"Bye, Rat says bye."

"Bye Bad, Rat." Zak hung up the phone and placed it on the place between the two front seats and turned onto the remote road that lead to Mark's house.

Zak hummed along to the music that was playing, tapping his finger on the steering wheel to the beat. The tree flew past his car, stopping when Mark's house came into view.

When Zak parked the car, he got out and went to the front door. He stopped himself from knocking when he heard some questionable things.

"OW!"

Zak blinked, his face heating up.

"STOP, IT HURTS!"

"But, (y/n), you wanted to try this."

"I didn't know it would hurt this badly!"

Zak knocked on the door, making the house go silent.

"Pull it out."

"What?"

"I said, pull it out!"

"Okay!"

The door opened, revealing Mark standing there with a tank top and some sweats on.

"Am I interrupting something?" Zak asked, taking a step back.

You pulled the door more open and stared at Zak. "No, you're not."

"Then what was I hearing?"

You and Mark looked at each other, silence was everything currently.

You burst out laughing, quickly becoming breathless. "N-no, it's not what you think Zak."

Mark chuckled nervously, stepping back. "Yeah, what (y/n) said."

Zak crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yes!" You said. "I wanted to give my take on having earrings, so Mark was helping me." You showed him your ear, which had a fresh, small hole in it.

"Sure."

"Oh my god." You rolled your eyes. "Anyways, why are you here?"

Zak smiled at you. "I just wanted to check on you and see how you're doing!"

"I'm doing good, thank you."

"Nice to know."

The silence once again appeared.

"I'm gonna go."

"Yeah, Bye."

"Bye."

Zak got back into his car, and sat there for a few minutes, thinking about what just happened.

"Yep," He put the car into reverse, then drive. "They're gonna be a nice couple."

He continued down the secluded road, the dust leaving a fine cloud behind the car.

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Hey, guys!

No, this is not what must/some of you might be thinking. I'm not ending the book. I still have loads planned for this book, even if I'm making up half of the plot as I'm going.

Now, to get to the more serious stuff.

27StabWounds has said something similar too what I'm about to say.

Some authors on this app have seen writing as a chore, and has felt like they just can't do anymore.

Not for me.

For me, it's like a lifeline.

Writing for people around the world, writing for people who actually enjoy my books, is what's keeping me afloat. 

I feel like, without people who support me, people that enjoy what I do, I probably wouldn't see this as a possible carrier I could do.

I feel like you are the only thing that are keeping me alive. Keeping me from 'drowning from the struggles of life' if you will.

I love you guys, even if I don't know you.

I fucking love all of you guys, for everything. For keeping me here, for keeping me alive long enough to see my account grow. For supporting me, even if it's a small thing like voting, or just reading a chapter.

I love all of you, never forget that.

I'm sorry for taking up your time, and I thank you for those who read what I write.

And a small song, (not made by me) to show my appreciation. :D