anti humor boy 💯🔥🔥(harold x melvin??1!?)

Shoo!

Melvin's POV & 2 DAY TIMESKIP.

I don't get why Harold is being so nice to me lately. It's really weird. I saw a shadow walking towards my lunch table, the bad haircut- I knew it was Harold. "Hello Melvin!" He announced. "Buzz off Harold." I said harshly, making a shoo motion with my hand. "I don't have anywhere to sit." He said. "What about George? Go sit with him, I'm much too busy." Harold looked around the cafeteria. "He's still getting his lunch, please?" "Uh, alright, I suppose you may then." I replied hesitantly. He sat down next to time, then I saw George come over and sit down at my table aswell. Harold scooted closer, peeking at my sketchbook. Nosy much? I pushed his poor haircut out of the way. "What'cha working on there?" He said curiously. "None of your business." He remained silent and watch me doodle trying to figure out what I was drawing. "You like drawing too?" I saw his eyes light up. That was kinda cut- ah, nevermind. I replied, "I suppose I enjoy it every now and then." Harold watched me doodle for the rest of the period. 

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SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER!