Be A Pest

Chapter 7

Eventually, we finnished the job and, as promised, started playing hide and seek. The first one to hide was me. So I went to my room and slid under the bed, laying on my stomach. That was still full of butterflies. So it hurt. But I had no other choice. I had to stay there and not make a sound.

I started slightly shaking for who knows what time as I rested my chin on my arms, staring into the distance to see when Wakko was going to find me. It was this feeling of not wanting to see someone once you let them out of your sight even for a minute. Like almost the rest of things we did together, this wasn't my idea and I totaly wasn't eager to do it. I kept forcing myself because of him, constantly thinking if I did otherwise, he'd accidentally find out the truth.

Once I saw him coming towards the bed, I clunched my stomach and tried to hold my breath for as long as I could. "Found you!", he exclaimed as he cruched down and kind of forcefully grabbed my hand. I stared at his adorable face as my heart raced and I couldn't utter a word. He tried to drag me out, but I stayed limp. "Ow, you're so heavy", he pouted. I opened my mouth to say something, but I guess I did it too slow.

"Fine then", he said, letting go of my hand, "I'll wait for you". My face dropped to the floor as I tried to collect my thoughts. He kept making me flutter with whatever he did, whatever interaction we had. It always took me some time to get out of that mess. And the fact that he was now standing there only made things harder. I slowly blinked once and started getting out. When I got back on my feet, I looked around, still trying to clear my mind.

I glanced at my bedroom door and went out. Finding the right spot, I started to count to as much as possible, wanting to stay away from him for a while. Until I couldn't do it anymore and went looking for him. I slowly walked around, humming a random tune that got stuck in my head. It was, like most of them, a love song. Those usually reminded me of him. That way I could easily express my feelings without it being obvious.

However, I got so distracted that when I opened one of the closets and saw him curled up there, I stopped in my tracks, resisting the urge to get too close to his face. "Aww", I groaned with a smile, wrapping him into an embrace and lifting him up. "Do you mind if I give you a compliment?", I almost whispered, wanting to do a single bit of something, but knowing I could probably do nothing.

"What?", he asked. And that one simple word could give me buuterflies, perhaps because of earlier, I hoped. "You know what a compliment is, right?", I asked, unsure if I'd done something wrong. "Yeah...", he replied, burying his face into my shoulder once again. I sighed and put him back down. Yep, I couldn't do that either. "Ok, your turn", I said and we went our own ways. Him to the counting spot...and me to the bathroom.

Now I had to be patient, because this time, I wanted him to find me. For what he had said about giving me attention to become a promise. If I was taking the chance to hang out with him, I started thinking he should've been doing the same. Wait...I didn't even know...if he wanted this either. At that moment, he opened the door and stood there, looking at me. "What are you doing here?", he asked, confused. "Hiding, what else do you think I'm doing?", I replied, stating the obvious.

My throat tightened again for some reason as he started walking towards me. What was he up to now? "You're so not fair", he said. Me? Not fair? "What're you talking about?", I asked. "You don't want to do anything, I can tell", he replied. That made me feel quite guilty. All this time I was trying my best not to show it...or maybe  wasn't. "I...I'm sorry", I spoke kind of tiredly. "It's alright", he smiled, "I'll help you".

Help me? Uh oh...it sounded like I was in for a lot of pain and laughter, all at once. But when I thought about it a little, it was either way better than having to go to school almost every single day. Summer was my favourite season anyway. I got up and stretched. I was free...but I was stuck. I could do what I wanted...but I had to do it with him. "Ok, one thing though", I finaly said, sighing, "My house, my rules. Understood?".

That sounded pretty poor, and I was glad it did. I really didn't want to turn out as someone arrogant. Wakko nodded, still smiling. We exited the bathroom and went back to my room. "Do you wanna...go get ice cream?", I asked, for some reason unsurely. "Ok", he shrugged his shoulders. That was kinda odd. I could tell he was confused about something. But I brushed it off. "Let's go then", I said, waving my hand towards the door.