Be A Pest

Chapter 6

After lunch, which consisted of my parents talking to Wakko, which was...kind of a pressure, I guess, and me joining in every now and than, talking a bit too loud, I sat on the couch again. I wasn't planning to take a nap this time because...well I think you can guess why by now but...I didn't understand it myself.

Like...I knew it was rude and all...but...sigh, it was also that I wanted to hang out with him. Was even desperate to. I longed for every single minute with him, uncontrolibly taking the chance I was given. Perhaps because it was summer and I felt free as a bird. And as he sat down next to me, I couldn't help but stare. At that seemingly small figure, that cute face of his. It was true, I kept wasting my time thinking it was all too dangerous.

"What do you want to do now?". I almost jumped and hid my gaze as he turned his head to face me as well.  I was so full of embarrasment, it felt like I was going trough a panick attack, even though I had never had one. My heart was racing and my throat was tightening, this time with real tears. "C-can I...hug you...p-please?", I was in utter shock when I heard myself stutter on the edge of a breakdown.

Surprisingly, he didn't have to be told twice. He immediately crawled over to me and hugged me, resting his head on my shoulder. I slowly wrapped my arms around him again as tears started freely rolling down my cheecks. My breathing was steady as I tried not to make a sound while we stood like that for a minute. "Why are you crying?", he finaly asked me, "Are you sad?". "I...I don't know", I quietly replied, "I guess I'm...I'm sorry for being like this".

"No no, it's ok", he said, running a hand up and down my back a little, which comforted me. "M-maybe...", I stuttered again, "I only want attention". He smiled, "Then I'll give you as much of it as you want". "Thanks...", I replied. We let go of eachother and I went to my room, him following behind me. I grabbed that book I was still reading and we sat on the bed.

"In the future...", I read the infamous book called 'It Ends With Us', "If by some miracle you ever find yourself in the position to fall in love again...fall in love with me". How symbolic. I was glad it didn't sound like I meant it. 'Cause if it did, I didn't even want to know what would happen. Wait a minute...It Ends With Us?! Oh no, I'd taken the wrong book! I immediately stopped reading and ran to take another one. There. Now the situation wasn't so awkward and I could drift into the fantasy world once again.

But no, Wakko had to interrupt me again after some time. "What?", I asked, a little annoyed. "How...?", he counter-questioned, looking at me.  "How?", I repeated, confused. "How can you do all of that?", he tried again. Another hard question. I wanted to tell him so badly that it was because I loved him and cared about him. But I couldn't, I knew he wouldn't quite understand. So I tried again as well, "What do you mean?".

"You read like no one is listening to you", he finaly said. My face turned light red in embarrasment. I couldn't understand why he had said that. Was it something bad? It sounded like it was, but I'd rather be like that than constantly be aware of him sitting there right next to me and listening. "So...?", I asked. "And then you flinch every time I try to tell you something", he replied. Now I really couldn't say anything to that. I flinched because of him, not because I got distracted.

"You know what?", I still attempted to get away with something, "Let me contuniue reading, ok? Please don't distract me anymore". He looked at me frowning, but nodded and leaned his head back on my shoulder. That was one of the reasons why I read like no one was listrnimg. Omce I finished the chapter, I was already tired so I closed the book and got up. Wakko followed me as I put it back in it's place and went to the kitchen.

"I'm bored", he said, standing right next to me as I opened the dishwashing machine. "So what do you want me to do?", I stopped and looked at him. "Play...?". "What?". "Hide and seek". "Ok, we can do that later", I said, turning back to the machine, "But first, let's see what we have here". I started getting the dishes out. "Is that the only thing you do all day?", he asked, sounding disappointed. "Of course not", I replied.

All that time, while I was putting the dishes back to their places after getting them out, he remained there, one step behind me. My breathing became slower and quieter as feverish tingles spread all over my body. Strangely warm as well chills ran down my arms which made my hands slightly shake, so I was quite wortied that I'd drop something. Luckly, time flew by and I was done before anything could happen.

Now I had to put the dirty dishes into the machine. I never really liked to lay my hands on solething covered in food, so this time I took the chance and asked Wakko to help me, which he gladly accepted. For some reason, all that warmth made me want to talk to him. "Thanks a lot", I said, "I've never asked anyone to do this with me. I don't really like to do it". "I understand", he said. "But you don't mind doing it, right?", I looked at him.

He nodded, smiling. I smiled back, I already knew that, but asking someone such things once you see them in real life was one of the best things I could experience.