I'm here. || Karlnap

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Helloo, thank you for reading this, this story is very personal to me because I have OCD and most of the thoughts that Karl has in this book. Please don't make fun of it, it's not really something I can control and I'm trying to be more open about things. You can give me feedback but please again, don't make fun of it or be rude about the actions/behaviors. 

Enjoy! :]

TW's: OCD, romanticizing, intrusive thoughts.

-Karl POV-

I got out of bed and washed my hands, they were all dry and cracked but they just felt so, dirty. I washed them for 45 seconds exactly and then dried them off until they were all the way dry. 

I walked to my dresser and got out all my clothes, laying them on my bed. I took off my shirt and looked into my floor to ceiling mirror, I stood sideways, looking at my legs and stomach. My legs jiggled when I moved only a little bit and I frowned, moving onto my stomach. I was flat, I knew that but there was always something wrong with my stomach, when I stood sideways it was perfect, just a straight line and super thin. But, when I faced forward into the mirror, looking at myself from that angle my stomach was SO wide. I sighed deeply and pinched my stomach, knowing I couldn't do anything about it. 

I changed quickly for school, putting on sweatpants and a shirt. I looked in the mirror again, seeing the shirt could come up and show my stomach when I lifted my arms I put on a hoodie, walking across the hall and down a few doors to my bathroom. 

I brushed my teeth and hair, getting lost in a daydream... 

I was walking down the hall of my high school when someone stopped me, grabbing my arm. I was panicked for a second before looking up, the person had brunette hair and blue eyes, their skin was a olive color and their eyes were looking lovingly into mine. 

"Hello?" I said, confused on who they were and what they were doing. 

"Hey." He said back, intertwining fingers with me. "Can I have you phone number?" 

"Why?" I asked, mentally forehead slapping. He could run me over with a truck and I wouldn't care. 

"I think you're cute." He replied, taking out his phone and giving it to me. I put in my number and looked back at him. 

He started leaning in toward me, I drowned out all the noise and watched as his lips came toward mine..

"KARL! GET THE HELL OUT OF THE BATHROOM." I heard someone shout at me, I opened the door and saw my 14 year old sister standing there, she was carrying my 4 year old sister in her arms. "Took you long enough." She grumbled, walking past me and into the bathroom.

I rolled my eyes, walking out of the bathroom and putting on shoes. 

I drove myself to school, my 15 year old sister, Arlo, was having mom drive her while my dad took my baby sister, Mica, to preschool. 

When I got to school I parked my car, it was my moms old honda. 

I went to my first class, constantly looking at other people to see if they were staring at me or if I was doing something wrong. 

I put my hands in my sleeves and walked forward, looking at my feet. I bumped into someone and mumbled a sorry, continuing walking. I was about to get into my class when I felt someone grab my hand. 

I turned around and looked lazily at the person, I recognized them as someone from football and looked past their eyes, looking at the wall behind them. 

"hi." I said softly, with a very fake smile. 

"hey, wanna go out sometime?" they said, I looked at their face, this was too much like what I was thinking earlier. 

I creased my eyebrows as I saw they were kinda cute, blonde hair and emerald green eyes. 

"Why..?" I bit my lower bit in my mouth, tasting the blood already. 

He shrugged and smiled, letting go of my hand. "why not?" He pulled his phone out of his back pocket and handed it to me, I put in my number and he walked off, back to his other football friends. 

Just as I was about to turn around one of them turned around to look at me, he had brown hair and brown eyes, I blushed a peach color and walked into my classroom. I wiped my hands on my sweatpants and made them into fists tightly, releasing them after a second and then doing it again. 

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When I got home I tapped the front door 7 times, lightly with my fingertip. I walked inside and closed the door, tapping it again 7 times.  

Arlo's school got out in 20 minutes so I had 10 to do whatever I needed and then go get her. I grabbed my phone out of my bag, clicking it on and being met with 4 new messages: 

Unknown

hey its the person who asked you out                                                                                                                         

my name is Clay

want to get dinner sometime cutie?

lmk ;)

I gagged reading that, no one had ever paid attention to me so this was... weird for me?

I responded with "sure" because I didn't know what else to say, I made his contact name Clay and went to go pick up my sister.

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wc: 909

First page! Any thoughts?

I'm gonna be an actually good writer now and re-read pages. :']