Boy in the Cupboard (Jeff x OCP)

1: The Boy in My Cupboard

I woke up in darkness. I looked over at the green glowing clock. It was 3am. Ugh, it's so warm! I reached over and tried to grab my bottle of water. I kept on reaching for it but it was too dark to see where it was. I eventually gave up and went to turn the light on. What? The bottle wasn't on the table. It was on the bed. That may not sound like much but I always put the bottle on the table because when I put it on the bed it ends up falling off and I have to try and find it. I suddenly got the feeling that someone was here. I knew that if someone was here they had been in my room all this time. In the dark, watching, waiting. I knew where they were. There's only one place they could be. Behind the table there's a small cupboard door. It used to be my favourite hiding place as a kid because no one even knew it was there. All you had to do was move the table out the way and open the door. The door opened inwards so you could pull the table back to cover the door and no one would know you were there. I slowly grabbed my bottle and went over to the cupboard. A bottle's not gonna help very much. I thought. But it's better than nothing I suppose. I moved the table and opened the door, my hands shaking. It was a youngish boy, maybe about 17. He had white skin and shoulder length black hair that reminded me of my favourite youtuber, Johnnie Guilbert. Probably not the best time to be thinking about Johnnie Katy! He was just sitting there and seemed to not blink at all.. In fact he didn't. He had a scar going from cheek to cheek and was smiling.
'You okay?' I asked, surprising myself.
'Yeah, I just want you to go to sleep. How 'bout it?' He asked smiling even wider (if that's even possible).
'No, I'm not tired.' I answered far too calmly.
'Really? You should be! It's 3:30.'
'No it's not!'
'Isn't it? No I'm sure it is! Just look at your clock!' He said with a puzzled look.
'Hahaha!' I laughed.
'W-what?' He asked looking even more puzzled.
This must be a dream. I thought. There's no way it isn't. If it wasn't then I'd have phoned the police by now!
'Really, what is it?' He asked like a little kid wanting to join in on the fun.
'Well first of all, this has to be a dream because if it wasn't I wouldn't even be talking to you and second, you're face!' I giggled. 'You're a boy in my cupboard, probably wanting to kill me and I'm confusing you!'
'I'm not confused! You're just weird!' He said starting to blush.
'Haha! Now you're blushing!' I laughed. It's weird... I'm laughing at someone who probably wants to kill me.
'Anyway you're wrong on both parts. I'm not here to kill you. Slender sent me.'