Art the Clown x Reader

Part 1 Ch 5

   "Art..?" You asked, gingerly taking the notepad from him. He nodded again with that same smile. You thought for a while, "That's not a real name, is it?" You asked. He shook his head no. You assumed it was the name of his little clown persona. It was cute, but not good if you ever had to call the police.

   You inhaled sharply, "Well.. Art. It's really late, so I suppose I should head to bed.." You started walking toward your bedroom door but stopped as you hears footsteps behind you, "Oh. Uh.. No." You rejected his want to follow you in, "You can sleep on the couch.. If you uh. Need to sleep..."

   He watched you speak, his expression slowly fading into a less happy one. You started to get nervous as this happened, you didn't want something bad to happen, "O-Or uh! Come right on in," you nervously laughed and opened your bedroom door.

   You weren't getting any sleep tonight, that was clear as day.

   Art walked into your room and looked around. He didn't touch anything or move from his spot of standing in the middle of the room, he was just. Looking around. You stood next to him, but kept your distance, "This is uhm.. My room.."

   He looked over at you and smiled again. This seemed safer than making him upset. He pointed at you, then at your bed, then acted like he was asleep. It was a question. "Oh.. I mean, I was gonna go to sleep but do you.. Want me to stay awake..?" You hesitantly asked. He silently laughed and shook his head no, placing his hands on your shoulders and guiding you to the bed, sitting you down on it.

   You weren't sure how to feel, but then he backed up and started walking toward your door again. He made that same sleep pose, put his finger to his mouth like he was saying "hush" and turned off the light, closing your door as he went back to your living room. You were so confused. Either he was actually sensitive to your emotions and saw that you were uncomfortable, or he just wanted to see inside your room and leave.

   You got up and locked your bedroom door. You could never be too safe. You then went back to your bed and layed down, hoping and praying Art didn't try to come in while you were asleep. You didn't expect him to want to be a gentleman. He broke into your apartment.

   The next morning when you woke up, there was no sign of Art trying to get in. But... When you went to the living room he wasn't there either. He wasn't anywhere in your house. There wasn't even a sign he was there last night. Had he left? Had it been a dream? You were so confused, concerned, and conflicted.

   If it was a nightmare, it was a very real one.
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A/N:

Okay, so, I finally formulated how part 1 is gonna end, I just need to find a way to get there, so stay tuned! Also sorry if the chapters get a little random and short, I'm a little busy😅
-Kris