𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞; Byler ✔️

12- Ring-Ring-Ring-Ring-Ring Banana Phone

WILL POV-

---- 10:48 PM ----

The two friends sat in the chestnut-haired boy's room, facing the tv playing Super Smash Bros, Dustin was way better then Will; getting angrier with every passing game, inspecting the curly haired boy trying to sabotage him, but to no avail. Dustin managed to duck away from Will's dirty tactics winning the fight on screen.

He threw down his controller on the bed standing up, crossing his arms in front of Dustin with pure rage in his eyes. While the curly haired boy looked back at him trying his best not to laugh

"So how does it feel to lose?" He mocked sniggering under his breath

"I'm gonna kill you Henderson!" Will jumped over the bed in a menacing manner

"If your threats are as bad as your gaming skills, I'm not worried" The curly haired boy chuckled, ducking around the room chased by the chestnut-haired boy almost stumbling as he does so

RING RING

"It's Mike" Dustin eyes widen reading the name on screen scumbling to pick up the phone tossing it into his direction barely even thinking about it. Will panicked knowing that not answering arises suspicion. Clearing his throat, he took a deep breath bringing the phone to his ear

"Hi Mike" Will nervously spoke into the phone

"Hey Will, could you come outside?" The boy responded almost instantly

"Mike, I told you I can't go on a date today" he sighed annoyed, moving the phone so Dustin could hear the whole conversation

"Oh don't worry! It's just for a few minutes, I'm outside your house" the ravenette said seriously from the other side

"My house? You're outside my house?" Will flashed out his room -phone in hand- to the living room opening a crack in the blinds of the window. Dustin creeped up behind him copying his movements carefully to see Mike's grey car appear black in the dull street light. Making eye contact with the ravenette for a single moment

"Shit" Will muttered, ducking to the ground, looking to his left seeing the curly haired boy still peaking, he dragged him down so they both sat on the floor leaning against the wall

"Umm Will?" Mike furrowed his eyebrows, tapping his leg up and down waiting for an answer

"I'll be right there" The chestnut-haired boy awkwardly chirped switching the phone off, hitting his head directing Dustin to his bedroom crawling to not draw attention to their movements

"Where is my wig?" He panicked pacing around the room mumbling to himself. Appearing to be lost in a trance; Dustin watched him concerned, firmly grasping both his shoulders to calm him

"Let's both look for your wig, where did you last see it?" Dustin calmed the younger boy

"It's in the bathroom drying?" Will racked his brain scratching the back of his neck

"Excuse me?" Dustin scrunched his face

"I washed it, so now it's drying- I didn't know he was coming here" Will whined throwing both arms in the air