Woso Oneshots

Jealous, Kim Little.

Omg guess what. It's another request.

Tbf, I love writing them, but I feel like I should probably think for myself at some point.

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Y/n's pov.

Erm, so, I'm being ignored. Again. I get ignored a lot, but it's mostly because I've said something stupid that probably should never have come out of anyone's mouth.

Only, this time, I don't know what I've done. Like, I have no idea, and I've actually been behaving this week because we have a new signing. Emily Fox.

Before Emily got here, my girlfriend Kim told me I had to be nice. I've made a few jokes in my time about Americans. But, I'm sure I haven't been horrible. In fact, I thought I welcomed her quite well, showing her around and introducing her to big tescos. The normal stuff.

Anyway, I'm kind of enjoying not getting scolded every second of the day, so I can't complain too much. Though I miss just about everything else, Kimmy and I would normally do.

Normally, I'd only get ignored for about an hour, but it's already been two days. Two days and not a word from her.

My whole routine is completely messed up.

'I'm telling you, Katie, I've definitely done something.' I explain to my best friend, walking into the training centre after being left at home for the third time this week.

'But we've asked everyone, they all said you've actually been nice for once.' We both frown, completely stumped by the whole situation.

'Mate, I give up.' I sigh, walking into the changing room, accepting my fate.

I look over to Kim, but as soon as she meets my eyes, she turns away.

I wish I could just be normal. Life would be so much easier. And I could just live without upsetting people.

'You doing okay?' An American accent sounds behind me, the same person putting her hand on my shoulder. Emily.

'Yeah, I'll be fine. This happens a lot.' I shrug. Can't show the emotions to a new person. Gotta keep the reputation. We don't know what connections she has.

I turn to glance at my girlfriend, finding her staring right back at me, an expression on her face I just can't read. I give her a confused look, hoping she can understand, but she obviously doesn't because before I can blink, she's out the door.

'I'm always here to talk if you need.' She smiles, going back to her cubby.

Man, I wish I could talk about my feelings with anyone. Stuff doesn't work like that, though. Not in my head.

The only person who helps me understand mine and other peoples emotions is Kim, but obviously, that would be an awkward conversation, wouldn't it.

So, I was kind of hoping she'd wait for me after training because she kept looking at me, but no, I've been left again.

It's okay, I guess. I like walking. I don't, but I've got music, which makes it better. I need it to drown out my thoughts.

And, since I'm being ignored, I'm sure no one will mind if I drink a few 50p energies.

Yeah, I said a few, but I'm four down, and I'm physically shaking and can't think straight. I'm just about to walk through the front door as well. Eh, not like I'm gonna get scolded. I think I would prefer it, though.

'Hey.' I greet Kim as I walk through the door. Not getting an answer.

She doesn't even notice the drink in my hand or the fact that I'm trying to stop myself from bouncing around the place.

'Fuck sake, this is stupid. Just tell me what I've done.' I sigh. Attempting to rest my hand on her shoulder, only for her to move back.

Before anything else happens, there's a knock at the door. I mean, she could've actually talked to me then. Probably not.

'What do you want?' I groan, opening the door, not bothering to even look who it is.

That is until I hear an accent I would normally be annoyed by until I realise who it is.

'I wanted to make sure you got home safe. I was about to offer you a ride but you went into the shop.' I mean, she could've texted, but the gesture is nice. I guess.

'Well, I'm here. I'd live to invite you in and shit but I'm kind of busy trying to redeem myself from an unknown mistake.' She understands, and we say our goodbyes before she leaves.

Emily's great n all, but I do think it's a bit weird that she came to check. I got home when she could've called. It's not like our house is on her way or anything.

'Kim, come on. It's getting boring now.' I raise my voice, now completely fed up of it all.

'Yeah, you seem really bored when you're talking to her.' She scowls, her eyes never leaving her phone.

'Huh?' Nope, I don't know what she's on about.

'You know what I'm talking about. Emily, ever since she signed, you've been getting close to her. Spending less time with me.' Well fuck. I didn't realise that.

'Love, I didn't realise. I was just trying to be nice like you told me to.' I try to explain as calmly as possible.

Since she's talking to me now, it's more likely I'm going to get scolded.

'I don't like it.' She pouts, finally letting me wrap my arms around her waist.

'Well, I can confirm. Apart from the whole ignoring thing. Jealousy looks good on you.' I smirk. She always forgives me when I say something like that. It's like a secret weapon. Probably should've used it earlier.

She grabs my collar and pulls me in for a kiss. Fuckin hell i missed that. Thank fuck for forgiveness.

'I'm sorry. I should've told you why I was upset.' She appologises. Not that she has to. I realise now that I was spending a bit to much time with Emily.

'No, no, it's okay. I understand.' For once.

'I still feel bad. Leah told me that you and Katie asked around for answers all day yesterday.' She says, her hands snaking around my neck.

'Oh well, you're not ignoring me now, so it's all good.' I get over these things quickly and apparently she does too because I haven't even been properly scolded yet.

Although, I'm bracing myself for the moment she realises I'm practically high on caffeine and still can't stand straight.

'So, how many was it this time?' She casually asks.

'How many what?' I'm hoping she's asking about the films I've watched in the last two days.

'Energy drinks.' She replies giving me a printed look. Brilliant.

'Four of five, I think.' I would lie bit she would be able to tell straight away.

'Come on then.' She sighs, grabbing my hand and leading me to our shared bedroom.

'What are we doing?' Honestly, I'm quiet scared.

'Getting ready for bed and watching films until you can fall asleep.' She tells me. That makes the laugh. She thinks I'm sleeping tonight.

I am feeling quite tired though which is odd.

Once we are in bed, I rest my head on her shoulder and wait for her to pick a film. With the knowledge she wouldn't put something I don't like on after the few days we've had. Don't want anymore arguments for a good few years after that.

It's okay. She put on Pulp Fiction. I must've watched it twice this week already. Couldn't care less though.

Half way through, u start to get sleepy, repositioning my head to be on Kim's chest. Allowing her to run her hand through my hair, making me even more tired.

'Love you.' Is the last thing I say before falling asleep. Even after four 50p energies.

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Eh, bit shit. Oh well. We live.

Mase. :)