What Are We? [Nidal Wonder x Fem Reader]

Salish

"So this is your girlfriend?" I said bluntly, staring at the brunette in front of me as she stood there awkwardly.

"No, we are just friends chill, you jealous or something?" Nidal teased.

I scoffed, turning to face him crossing my arms.

"Me? Jealous? Of you? Ha!" I replied, forcing a laugh. He rolled his eyes.

"Well, Slaish and I will be filming a video if you want to be a nuisance, just don't." He said.

"Like I'd want to be anywhere near you."

"Attitude much?"

I rolled my eyes and turned around, walking away going to Jijis' room.

I sat down on the edge of her bed, sighing. That boy will be the death of me.

A message popped up on my phone. I glanced down at it before double taking.

"Piss off, piss off." I repeated, staring down at the message, my heart thumping in my chest.

"You've got to be joking!" I yelled, turning off my phone and dropping it onto the bed groaning. 

"Uh, Nidal said he left his phone in here?" The girl asked her head, peering around the door nervously.

"Oh, uh yeah, it's over there." I pointed to the vanity.

"Thanks." She gave me a small smile walking over and picking it up.

"Sorry, we got off to a bad start. I'm Y/n, and I'm not a brat if Nidal said I was." I spoke up, standing up.

"Trust me, he didn't call you a brat. Quite the opposite. Yeah, I'm Salish, not Nidals girlfriend, may I add." She laughed.

I laughed along.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I have no idea what I was thinking must've made it hello awkward for you." I said, smiling.

"No worries, I get it a lot." She responded, returning the smile.

"Have fun...filming." I said, struggling to find the right words.

"Will do see you later, Y/n." Salish waved and walked out. I smiled after her and sat back down on the bed.

"Y/n, I'm back. Did you miss me!" Nidal called out, walking in through the door.

"No, you wish." I replied, not looking up from my phone.

He pouted.

"Hey, that's not very nice!"

"Neither are you."

"You're the rude one."

"Says you."

Okay, maybe I was being a little rude. But who could blame me. He was a di-

"Wattcha doing?" He asked, jumping onto the sofa next to me.

"Looking at ab pics of you." I spoke sarcasm dripping from my tongue.

"I knew you would come around eventually! No one can resist my abs. Hey, that's not my abs, that's tiktok!" He complained.

"Congratulations, you have eyes. Why don't we test your hearing whilst we are at it!" I said.

He rolled his eyes, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"You're funny."

"I know."

"So modest as well."

"Mhm, that's me."

"You're not actually half bad."

"Can't say the same about you."

"Way to ruin a moment......princess."

"You did not. Don't ever say that again." I groaned, dropping my phone and glaring at him.

"What? Princess?"

"Ew, stop!" I chucked a slipper at his head.

He wrinkled his nose.

"Ugh, that stinks. You need to wash your feet, bro!"

"That's your slipper idiot." I replied.

"Pfft, I was only joking. The slipper is so good, like it smells amazing."

"You so have a foot fetish."

"For myself. Yes." He responded.

"Get away, you are gross." I wailed.

"Only for you, princess."

I shrieked in disgust standing up and running away.