Aboulomania [Skephalo]

Chapter 11

Zak's POV

"What was it you wanted to talk about?" I asked, I was half nervous and half excited because I didn't know what he was about to say. We were standing to the side of an empty hallway.

"Do you have anything against Alex? I'm just curious."

So Alex the little "Can't handle sh*t" told Bad.

"No, why?" I played off smoothly.

"Well, he said you were giving him mean looks."

"Nah, I must've been tired since it was so early!"

"Oh okay! I'll tell him that, thanks Geppy!" I blushed at the nickname.

"You're welcome guapo!" I smiled to myself as he gave me his confused eyebrows but a happy smile. He still hasn't figured it out. I chuckled to myself a little. When I came to reality again, I noticed I was still in the empty hallway.

"Wait! Bad, wait for me!" I shouted and he turned around all the way from the end of the hallway and I caught up.

~~~~~~~~~~Time skip~~~~~~~~~~

"Skeppy, why aren't you talking with your friends?" I was laying my head down at a table by myself, I was perfectly fine, just too tired to interact with anyone. And as in "anyone", I just meant MY friend group, Bad wanted to get to know them more.

"I'm too tiiiired," I complained.

"Well come on, you have to talk with the group!" He complained.

"No, I don't."

"Well at least talk to me." He had a sad tone in his voice, but he came and sat down by me anyway. I could feel him looking at me but I was too sleepy to look up.

"Tired." I pouted out like a child.

"Why are you tired anyway?" He asked.

"Honestly, I don't know. I went to bed way earlier than I usually do."

"Maybe you overslept."

"I don't knowwww."

He shook my shoulders.

"Geppyyy."

I only groaned at him because I was too tired to tell him to stop.

"Fine then!" He got up and stomped away. Only a few seconds later did I hear him come stomping back.

"Come on Geppy!" He wrapped his arms around my waist, now I was shocked. My head shot up halfway in panic but I kept it down low because then everyone would see my burning face.

What are you doing Bad?

He then tried tugging me away from the table, now I knew he was only trying to get me up and not f*cking cuddle me. He didn't even know what he was doing because he was so clueless.

"Come on!" He said as he struggled to pull me away from the table.

"No." I muffled into my arms. Even though I was about to die from flustered overload, I didn't want to get up.

I then felt him sit right behind me... I was sitting between his legs and his legs were around me, like how couples would sit together. He was STILL holding me, I was NOT breathing normally and I felt like I was going to drown in my sweat.