𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 - Akali x Male reader

Chapter 13

***   Akali POV   ***

"Hey girl, you looking extra single today."

Furrowing my brow with a confused yet amused expression, I lift my gaze from my phone, "I dunno what to make of that JP."

"What? Is that a miss?"

"It misses quite majestically," I giggle, then shaking my head, "Dunno if you are telling me I look pretty unattractive today or a little bit more depressed than usual."

"Nah, you are always nice to look at it," then crossing his arms, "I'll work on those."

"You do that," I then glance down the street.

A few people walking up and down, this part of town is a lot simpler with unpainted brick walls. The pain on the street has been dried up a long time ago with splashes of someone trying to color in the city but it looks like he or she was stopped long before they could finish their artwork.

This part of the city is different from where we live and work. At night you couldn't tell if you were just underground in a club or if all those signs were lighting it up like a Christmas tree. Down here at night it has that somber feeling with just a few lampposts that actually work. Almost abandoned by the rest of the city.

Yet here people are a lot more alive.

"What's up? You look like you are in thought."

I shake my head, "It's nothing."

"Let me guess~" the corner of his mouth arches upward, an attempt at a suave attitude.

"Nope. Probably wrong-"

"Didn't even give me a chance," he then gestures with his head, "We going to get to it, or are you going to hug that wall all day?"

Loosening my hair, I pull over the hood of my jacket. Then reaching for a mask in my pocket.

"Not in the mood for getting recognized?"

I shake my head, "Not today."

"Someone getting tired of the spotlight?"

"Unless you want us to be stopped and bothered every five seconds?" pushing myself off of the wall, "Besides I don't want to have you complain about it all day, the last thing I want is you making my ears bleed."

"As if you hate spending your day with me."

A small smile spread across my face, then pulling the edge of the mask as I look at him through the corner of my eyes, "I really don't."

Then nudging his elbow against my arm, "See?"

"Hm hmm," then tucking my hands in my pockets, "Though if you start with your shenanigans I am going to be on my phone."

"Who calls it shenanigans?"

***   Normal POV   ***

We underestimated the time it would take to get here and back to class as well as the line at the cafe. She ordered some pastry and then we went back immediately. We are just a few minutes away from class.

She then states, "You aren't really one for conversation are you?" I glance at her as she stares in front of her, "Are you just tagging along cause you don't want to be rude? Or because you don't know how to say no?"

"No I-" she glances at me as I try to find my words, "It isn't any of those," feeling my heart start to rage, "I do enjoy your company, it is just I am not that good at... well a lot of things."

Then hearing her chuckle, "How the hell did you get a celeb to talk to you then?"

Probably the same way you are talking to me right now. I talk to people I am kind of comfortable with and you think that I am nice to talk to as a friend and then think that I can keep the same tune when alone with you. Kinda pathetic but atleast I am trying.

"I honestly would be lying if I told you I knew how," I sigh.

She chuckles, "Are you scared of girls?"

"No-"

"You know you don't have to say it so quickly," I glance at her, her tucking her hair behind her ear pulling my gaze, "Well. We are still friends even if we never really talk outside of the friend group."

"We aren't really a friend group..." 

She nods, "Yeah... Conrad annoys the fuck out of me."

"You and me both," I then state, "Though he is a good friend. Even if he bumped his head growing up, without him I'd probably be in my room hiding from everyone else."

"That bad?"

Then with an awkward chuckle, "If you think I am bad right now, you should have seen middle school and high school."

"Then looks like even Conrad is capable of not being a total ass."

Not to mention that he thinks he still needs to protect me like I am a child. I can fight my own fights even it means me ignoring them.  In the middle of my thoughts my phone buzzes, I pull it out to see a message asking if I am busy.

I start to type that I am with someone heading back to classes only to quickly delete it and only type that I still have classes to attend and attach a "Why" at the end.

The next message reads - Just askin. Don't worry ill catch you latr. 

"Akali?" she asks, watching me intensely.

I shake my head, "No. A message from the people I play online with."

"You shouldn't let Toby and Greg find out. They are horrible to play with - it is just a mix of complaining and blaming everything on either someone else or lag."

I manage to suppress my snort, "Isn't that what everyone does? Can't be my fault it has to be someone else."

With a quick nod, "They are... very bad," then glancing at me, "Both ways."

"Then I am just going to have to take your word for it," then pursing my lips as I think, "Might be reading to much into it, but you can join up if you also play? I mean with the guys I usually hang out with."

"I'll think about it," she smiles at me, "Wouldn't want to be the girl that just pops in and ruins the group dynamic."

"Everyone is chill, I doubt something like that can happen."

"Hmmm," with a giggle, "Still. I will let you know."