Chapter seven.

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A round of applause for me real quick, who spelled coincidence without google translate.😊🤭😚
(I am danish and english👏 is👏 hard👏)

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Tuesday, I was sick.
Well, not really.
I honestly just didn't feel like going to school at all. Which probably had something to do with the day before, but I brushed it aside and called it a coincidence.
My mom let me stay at home, since I had never lied to her about being sick before, (sorry mom), and she made me a cup on tea before leaving for work.
I didn't like tea. I swear I had told her a thousand times, but she still gave it to me whenever she felt like making some.
If she didn't listen next time, she should probably take a look at the plants next to my bed, where the contents of the cup usually ended up.
They didn't look too good.

The day slowly passed by, as I sat in my bed with my phone.
The weather was pretty chill, so it was extremely quiet in the whole house.
Sometimes a car drove by outside, but besides from that, there was no noise.
It was nice.
You'd think a house with a tired mom, an older sister, and a dad who was barely ever home would be silent, right?
Yeah? Well you'd be wrong.
My mom would play the radio on max volume, and scream along to the lyrics like her life depended on it. Sounded like shit, but I probably couldn't do it any better.
And my sister would always have some guy over.
The mix of my mothers terrible voice and my sisters sex noises wasn't the most pleasant combination.
And even though my father was never home, that of course didn't mean he couldn't be a pain in the ass.
Cause when the moaning and singing finally stopped, it was because my mom had recieved a call from him, and was currently getting yelled at for not sending him enough money.
Then she'd yell back about what a shitty parent he was, and hang up to go outside for a couple of hours.
Sure, then there would be silence.
But an awefully loud one.

Tap, tap,

I jumped up.
The fuck was that?

Tap, tap.

There it was again, only this time it was louder.
Tap, tap.
I put my phone down on the bed and rushed over to the window.
Who on earth throws rocks at peoples windows at 1 pm on a school day?
Someone without a god damn life?
I opened the window to look out, only to be greeted with a familiar voice.

"Hey princess."

Oh, yes indeed, someone without a life.

I glared down at Sapnap, not being too happy with the fact that he just left some ugly marks on my window
"Princess? Well this sure seems like a fairytale, cause I can't think of any other scenario where someone just randomly shows up at someone elses house and throws stuff at their window." I hissed.
Sapnap chuckled slightly.
"Very funny, Jacobs. I'll take that as a compliment though."
I rolled my eyes.
None of us said anything for a while, and I was about to close the window, when he suddenly spoke up again.
"So. The nickname is accepted?"
I wrinkled my eyebrows and made an annoyed sound.
If I was going to be completely honest, I didn't mind the name.
But I wasn't gonna admit that to him in a million years, so I decided on making a disgusted face instead.
"What do you want?"
I asked, partly because I didn't want to talk about nicknames with Sapnap, but also because I was wondering why the hell he showed up to my house.
"And don't you have school?"
Sapnap shrugged and looked around.
"I mean, yeah. Don't you have school?"
He responded, making his point.
"Anyways. I wanted to come inside."

I made a sound that could be an attempt at a huff, and stared at him.
"What?- Why?"
The ravenette on the ground groaned out of impatience.
"God, always so many questions. Just let me in you damn idiot."
I was about to protest, but what could I say? That I didn't want him there? I kinda did. Just to see what would happen and all that, nothing else.
"So, are you gonna walk to the actual door, or just stand there and wait for me to move?" I asked, trying to seem annoyed.
"Well, actually I was waiting for you to let down your hair so I could climb up and save you from and evil witch, since you're so crazy about fairytales, but sure"
I slammed the window shut, and just walked directly down to the door.

I wanted to punch Sapnap in the face, and forcefully make out with him at the same time.
Completely without feelings though.
Does that make sense?
No?
Okay.

I made it to the door, just in time before a series of small, annoyingly quick knocks were heard.
They continued untill I pulled open the door, staring at the smiling idiot that caused them.
"Thank you," he simply said, stepping inside without asking.
I just observed him as he took off his shoes and put them aside, which was a lot more than I expected from him honestly.
He carefully re-adjusted his hat and turned to look me in the eyes.
(Making him tilt his head up a bit, since he was suprisingly small).

"So," he grinned after a minute or so.
"Gonna show me your room princess?"

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Did I forget about this fic?
No! No of course not!
(Yes, yes I did.)

Anyways, I wrote something! :D
Yeah, hope this is enough to feed whoever reads this for now.

Have a great day/night, and remember to drink water! <3

-Saturn

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