Be A Pest

Chapter 5

Eventually, the rest of the morning we played on the beach. And when I say played, it consisted of splashing eachother, running or swimming around, drowning eachother because everybody does that and perhaps tickling. As you can ptobably guess by now, for me it was torture.

Yes, I laughed, I screamed, I ran, I swam...but all that time I pretended like I was having fun. Well I could be happy and really wanted to, but my heart ached from the thought that I had to hide what I truly felt. And when we sat down on my towel to get some rest from all the running and swimming around, I lost myself in the distant view, the sun beeting right down on us. It was so warm, it felt overwhelming. I slowly and kind of unsurely layed down with only one thought.

It was great. All along. But I forbade myself to think that way.

"You tired again?". I turned my head to face him and brought my knees up. That was how nervous I could get around him. He sat there and stared at me, curled up. "No", I said, "It's the sun". A huge smile spread across his face and he got up. I suddenly felt a shade forming over the spot where the sun was touching me. I turned my head and realised he had walked all the way to that spot. Butterflies filled my stomach as I got up and stared at him, "I...thank you".

"No problem", he said, still smiling, "Do you want to talk?". "About what?", excitement made my heart race at that. Wakko stopped to think for a moment. "I don't understand how you have to go to school", he finaly said. Now I had to stay quiet. Lucky you, I wanted to tell him, but I knew he had gone trough perhaps a lot worse than me. School was boring, for anyone who had to attend it almost every day, but this other thing was far worse. "At least we're on summer break now", I said in the end.

"The sea is beautiful", he suddenly blurted out. And for some reason, my throat tightened up at that. I stared blankly at the sea again, wondering how he could notice it out of the blue. My heart was racing again as a wave of bitterness washed over me. Those words sounded so wonderful, yet I couldn't enjoy them, 'cause the idea of my thoughts reflecting on my face didn't leave my mind for once.

"Sure it is", I finaly replied, when the tight grip on my throat left me, after a few not so short minutes. Guess that was the reason he sat down again. Or perhaps he didn't want to stand there anymore, didn't want to help? I hoped for the first one. So I tried to focus on the view as much as I could, trying my hardest not to take a single glance at him. At that moment, I was so grateful for how beautiful that view before my eyes was.

I kept staring and got so lost that my stomach got attacked with butterflies when I heard his voice again.

"...and I said 'Now repeat that fast', and he tried- y/n are you listening?". I turned my head to face him, "Huh? Oh...you were telling me something". "Nevermind", he waved  his hand. Right at that moment, my phone rang. I got it out of the backpack. It was my mom. "Yeah?", I asked. "Are you planning to come home for lunch or...?", I heard her on the other side. "Well...I don't know, I'll ask Wakko, ok?", I said. She agreed and we ended the call.

I turned back to him, "Are you hungry?". At that he smirked at me like it was some kind of a joke or something, "Always". I rolled my eyes at him even though I knew that. "Ok then let's go", I said and got up. I started changing into my regular clothes and packing up. But once I was done, I looked around...and he was out of my sight. I started running from the beach, yelling "Wakko where have you gone come back here!".

The first thing I did when I saw him, I ran and hugged him- no, my bad again, I squeezed him. His arms helplessly hung on their sides in my embrace. Then I let him go, "I...I'm so sorry but why did you leave me like that?!", I asked, still kind of shocked. "You said let's go", he replied. Oh, so he wanted to try one of those on me? Well little did he know that was a product of the torture they had put him trough. So I picked him up again. "Nice try", I said, "But never again. You frightened me".

"Sorry", he said while shifting. "All good", I said, "But I'm not letting you go, I need to make sure you don't do something again".