BodyGuard (DNF)

Chapter 49: meetup

Zak POV.

I didn't want to face Clay and George because I didn't want Darryl to know I was a bully. So I always came up with an excuse to not have to sit with them when Darryl asked me to each day.

"I need to make a phone call to my dad, he's sick."

"I'm behind in my homework so I need to finish it off in the library instead of eating lunch."

"Mr Phallus wants to talk to me so I have to go to the teachers lounge to see him."

These worked most days but sometimes I had to avoid him all together. I sighed out, being friends with Darryl while George and Clay were ready to get me suspended at every second was hard. Should I just tell him the truth and leave him alone? Maybe I should.

I left the cafeteria after grabbing my food and saw Darryl's eyes following me before I left the room.

Darryl POV.

At my old school I had trouble making friends, but when I befriended Clay and George before my first day I was overjoyed, and then a few days later they were followed by another boy in my class called Zak. I really wanted to introduce the three of them to eachother but Zak always had something else on whenever I brought it up.

It was a Friday and I was in the cafeteria with Clay and George. My eyes weren't on either of them though, they were doing their weird flirting thing with eachother. Instead I was watching Zak. He said that he has a camera hooked up to his house which connected to his phone and that his dog threw up. The Raven-haired boy grabbed himself some food and left, I hoped his dog was okay.

"What are you looking at Darryl?" George asked, looking away from his staring contest with Clay.
"Oh, my other friend." I replied nonchalantly, watching as Zak disappeared out of the doors into the hallway.
"That's cool, who's your friend?" Clay asked me.
"His name's Zak, and he's in our class with us." I explained, sounding excited that now they both knew about eachother it may make it easier for them to meet.

The pair looked at eachother, almost having a psychic conversation. Maybe Clay and George didn't know who Zak was, that muffin was quite quiet in class after all.
"Zak... You mean Zak Craig?" Clay asked, to which I nodded. He and the Brit definitely knew something about him that I didn't.
"If you wanted to talk to him he is coming over to my house to spend the night tonight." I said, "I have a few spare beds if you wanted to come too."

Once again the pair made brief eye contact, continuing their mental conversation before George spoke. "We'd love to Darryl."
"Great." I replied energetically, happy that my friends would be able to meet finally. "You guys can come to my house at 5 tonight."

3rd person POV.

'Zak being friends with Darryl, why would he want to be friends with Darryl?' the brunette wondered as he watched the boy opposite adjust his glasses slightly. 'That's not me saying it in a mean way like Darryl's boring but this seems like a strange choice for Zak, almost as if he is a different person to the Zak everyone else knew.'

"If you wanted to talk to him he is coming over to my house to spend the night tonight." Darryl told the pair, "I have a few spare beds if you wanted to come too."
George and Clay's eyes met for a few moments, both of them were thinking the same thing. They both wanted to go to Darryl's house and see what Zak is up too.

The Brit turned back to face the boy in the black and red hoodie, "We'd love too Darryl." George answered with a small smile.
Beside him the blond nodded in agreement.
"Great!" Darryl replied, "you guys can come to my house at 5 tonight."

Soon after he changed the topic, and began talking about his pet dog rat. Although meeting with Zak never left any of their minds.
Darryl was eager to have his closest friends meet eachother and Clay and George were curious as to why Zak was behaving the way he was. And we're going to get to the bottom of it.

✨After school✨
    George POV.

We got home and instantly started packing a small backpack each, just with a spare change if clothes, our phone chargers, and a toothbrush and toothpaste in both of our bags.

My protective friend instincts had kicked in, wanting to beat the shit out of Zak for just being in the same room as my friend. Still, he may actually want to be Darryl's friend.
No matter what the reason Zak agreed to go was, I could always find a good reason to pepper spray him, I told myself as I pocketed an unopened bottle of pepper spray... just in case Zak does anything.

Once I was done I turned to see Clay waiting on my bed. I'd spent ages grabbing an arsenal to deal with Zak if he laid a finger on Darryl (is this how Clay felt?).

I had normal stuff packed. The stuff anyone would use when their friend is becoming friends with a suspicious ravenette; pepper spray, taser, pocket knife, a back-up taser, stun gun, snapper gloves, brass knuckles, nunchucks, retractable baton, water gun, nerf gun, hand gun, shotgun, machine gun. You know, the usual. (Feel free to add more to the list).

The blond sitting on my bed laughed when he saw my arsenal. "You look like a PG-13 terminator" he managed to spit out between laughs.
I rolled my eyes. "You would get all this and more if Zak started hanging out with me."
"Well I should probably take all of that before you shoot yourself." Clay said as snatched my bag and emptied all the weapons out. He honestly ruins all my fun.
"I didn't know Pillow was so overly protective of me." I said teasingly as I swiped my bag back.

I attempted to refill it with the weapons but Clay lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder, wrapping his arms around my leg as my back and torso dangled against his back. He kept me there all the way to the car before finally putting me down in the passenger seat.

We drove in silence, with the blond focusing on the road and me focusing on an attack strategy to use on Zak. Soon we pulled up outside the address that Darryl gave us and climbed onto the street with backpack slung over our shoulders.
I reached the door first and knocked, expecting Darryl to answer. The sound of tiny energetic barks sounded from inside the house, then a few moments later the door opened.

Once Zak laid his eyes on us he furrowed his eyebrows in a mix of confusion and anger, "what the fuck are you guys doing here?"
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