Darryl POV
Kyle. Kyle.
I want his warm smell of the cologne he uses, I'm touch starved. No I don't want a hug, I want a kiss, a making out sesh? Just whatever please.
Maybe I should go apologise, I shouldn't have lashed out like that. That's the right thing to do.
I'm still in my school uniform when I exit the house with my keys. My grandmas at the hospital - nothing to serious, she just has to get checked, ignoring the fact of how really worried I'm about her.
I decide to walk this time, Kyle isn't too far away from mine. Sometimes I would sneak out of the house just to go say goodnight. Yeah I was clingy. When I arrived I noticed the lights were on in Kyles room, my mouth immediately formed into the shape of a smile. I rehearsed what I was gonna say, im sorry kyle please forgive me, im sorry kyle please forgive me, im sorry kyle pl-
Oh?
Through the windows were shadows of two people, I recognised them almost immediately - Kyle and Sheila. Slow dancing.
Is it because of my brunette hair? Or my glasses? Or just me in general.? How could Kyle be so okay now without me?
Red lights and stop signs surrounding me, feeling they're all chasing towards me, the air gets heavy and I feel like I'm shrinking. I pull myself out of a trance like someone grabbing another persons arm out of the water.
I don't even bother to knock on his door.
this is a filler lol, that's why it's short
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Fanfiction-started- 14/08/22 -finished- 28/01/23 Zak is a highschool dropout, mostly known worldwide for being a drummer in the band Inside Sweater. Darryl is an outcast who attends highschool - who has an abnormal addiction to bubble tea. But what happens w...
