Pushover | A BF x Pico fanfic! (Currently On Hold!)

{Chapter 2}

"Aren't you the blue haired fucker that ran into me a few days ago?" He looked down at me, clearly annoyed with the fact I wasn't paying attention. Not to mention, I ran into him two times now.

"I-I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, taking in his strong scent of cologne and gunpowder.

He was obviously taller than me, having to look down to make eye contact. His eyes were blue, but they were so pale they almost looked white. His hair was a carrot orange, and was messily slicked back out of his face. The green sweater he was wearing had what looked to be like small splotches of dirt on it, but he didn't really seem to care. Not gonna lie he was actually kinda-

"Hello? Hey are you ok..?" The man was waving his hand Infront of my face. It took me a second to realize I was staring.

"Oh. Sorry.. I'm fine." I responded, moving my hair out of my face.

"You don't look fine."

"Excuse me?"

"You look really-" He paused, squinting at me.

"Wait a second.. You're that dude that used to date that cheap brunette bitch.." He smirked. "I guess you were too busy being a simp to see that she was using you."

"H-Hey!" I shouted, trying to sound threatening, but clearly failed. "I'm not a simp!"

He started laughing at me, and as he started to walk away from me, he began making fun of me. "See you around, simp!" He yelled back to me, waving his hand.

I watched as the man turned a corner, still laughing to himself. I almost called back to him, but I shouldn't give him my attention. I shrugged him off, putting my phone in my pocket. The grocery store shouldn't be far from here.

....

I unlocked my apartment door and slowly opened it, trying not to drop the bag I was carrying. I walked into my kitchen, placing the heavy bag on the counter. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, checking the time. It reads '2:36 pm'. I sighed, grabbing food from the bag and putting it away.

I finished up pretty quickly, mainly because I didn't buy that much. I sit down on my couch, turning on the TV. Nothing interesting is playing on any of the channels. I decided to leave it on Dance Moms.

Soon after an hour of watching, my phone started ringing in the kitchen.

Yo. This surprisingly took me a while to plan all of this out lol. And this takes place between week 2 and week 5. It's like a week before Thanksgiving.
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