Whitney x Male Reader (@^v^)

Part 11: No reply...

Y/N: My hands begin to tremble at the sight of a message coming from Daron. I click the message to find that Daron's text looks unamusing from his side. Like he doesn't care. (P.S the message you sent him last night said: I just got kicked out of my house and have no where to go. May I stay with you for a bit until I get my life back together?)
Daron: Oh really?
Y/N:Yes really.
Daron: Oh man, that's sad. I feel bad.
Y/N: Yeah whatever man. Now can I please stay with you for a bit? (You wait for about a few seconds before Daron texts back)
Daron: Yeah sorry...
Y/N: What do you mean "Yeah sorry"?
Daron: Well, my apartment room is kinda full 😬 (You feel anger rise in you at his text)
Y/N: With who? You got people sleeping in your apartment?
Daron: Yea and I got one of my other friends sleeping on the couch and floor. sorry
Y/N: Were you partying again
Daron: yea got wasted and crap
Daron: I wish you were there though. We had alcohol and weed man
Daron: Almost got the police called on us lol
(Y/N: Alcohol? Weed!? And he almost got busted by the police!!? What a retard! Well the alcohol wasn't that big of a problem considering he's at the age to legally drink, but still...)
Y/N: That isn't funny! You could've gone to jail or worse 😡
Y/N: And why would I even want to be at a party where you guys are getting wasted and knocked up!?
Daron: Chill man. You never like to have fun for some reason
Y/N: Cause I don't feel like getting my butt thrown in jail for smoking weed!
Daron: Your such a Buzzkill! It's like you don't want me to have fun and enjoy being an adult
Daron: And no wonder you have no friends! You always try to tell them what they can and can't do! Your not their DAMN parents and your definitely not mine 😠😠😠
(You feel like yelling and just screaming at him to shut up and tell him things you thought you'd never need to tell him)
(But, deep down he was right in a sense. You were kind of controlling over others at times. You just wanted to keep your friends safe and stop them from making stupid decisions)
Y/N:...
Y/N: Your such an idiot
Y/N: You know that right
(You feel tears call down your face. You think to yourself: damn...why am I so sensitive?)
Daron: What are you trying to say, sh*thead!?
Y/N: You don't even care for yourself? Your safety and we'll being?
Y/N: I'm not trying to act like a parent! I'm just trying to protect you from getting yourself hurt or worse killed!
(Daron doesn't text back for about a minute or so)
Daron: I don't need you to take care me! I can take care of myself just fine! I don't need your antisocial a*s!!
(Before you can text back anything, you get a message saying that: Daron has blocked you from messages. You can not message this person anymore.)
Y/N: He blocked me....He really did it. I didn't think he would do it. Never would he do something to me. We were friends for so long, why would he block me all of a sudden? Tears begin to call down my cheeks. My tears burn my cheeks as I look down at my phone. I just wanted to be there for him to. To keep him from doing dumb crap. Guess I'm a bad friend.

Whitney: I just finished episode 22 for Lucky Star. I decide to take a quick break and check on Y/N. I turn around to see Y/N crying again. I crawl over to Y/N to find him looking down at his phone with someone's name on it. It said "Daron has blocked you from messages." I furrow my eyes in anger. This "Daron" guy had caused Y/N to cry. I looked up at Y/N and he looks down at me. "What do you want?" He asks trying to desperately wipe away his tears. I sit down on the floor close to him. "I was your screen and it looks like this Daron guy blocked you." "What happened?" He takes some deep breaths before answering. "He had replied to my message from yesterday and it didn't sound like he cared. So, I asked him if he would let me stay with him. And he told me that his apartment was full. And then told me that he was smoking and drinking and he almost got busted." He continues to cry while talking to me. "I tried to tell him that he could've gotten hurt or worse but he told me that I'm a buzzkill and no wonder I dont have any friends.." "then he kinda just blocked me out of nowhere." I feel my face burning up some and my fuse begin to spark. Y/N notices and and frantically true to calm me down. He reassures me he'll be fine, so I calm down only a little still angry. I then again, out of reflex hug him. (Think of it like this ^v^)

Y/N:I feel frozen again as Whitney wraps her arms around me. I start to blush a bit from the surprise hug. I soon feel her nuzzle her face into my neck, making me blush even darker. She takes her hand and strokes it through my hair. I begin to cry again out of comfort. I wrap my arms around Whitney and hold onto her tightly sobbing loudly. "Why am I so sensitive?" "I shouldn't be crying like this." "I'm an adult!" Whitney takes her face out of my neck but still continues to strike my hair. " Because your sad..." "And it's okay to feel sad."
Whitney: He puts his face on my hoodie. I feel my hoodie get soaked from his tears. After about 5 minutes of comforting him, he removes his face from my shoulder and looks up at me. "Thank you, again Whitney." He pulls me into a hug causing me to blush. I wrap my arms around him too. "No problem." He gets up and goes over to his bookbag and takes out some clothes. "What are you doing?" I asked him. "I'm going to take a shower early." I nod and say I'll wait for him. He nods before leaving the room. I sit on the carpet thinking about letting him sleep with me for tonight. I blush at the thought of us holding each other while we sleep. I mentally slap myself. I just met him! And I already want to sleep with him!? I have a big problem.