Vincent X Reader

Eleven

I looked at him then back down. He seemed surprised.

"When he turned to see me, he hurried and got up to come to me. He said that,"

I looked over at Vincent. He was waiting for the rest of the story. I turned away and looked down.

"He said I'm more sorry then anything before.."

When I looked back at Vincent, he was looking down too.

"He told me it wasn't what it looked like.. 'What is it then?!' I yelled at him. He looked down and I walked out of there and the reason.. The reason I was playing hardball w-was because I knew if anything happened between us I won't stay for long and I would be crushed that it didn't work out..."

I looked over at Vincent. He was face to face with me. He leaned in for a kiss. Our lips touched when the bell rang for everyone to go back to work. I leaned back and got up. I walked out and started to do my shift except, this time, me and Vincent were closer then ever. We were almost inseparable. We were close and I knew that Jeremy was jealous (you jelly BRUH?)

Night 2

I woke up when I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, it was Vincent. I hugged him

"What's up?"

"Well I was driving by and was wondering if you would like me to drive you to work."

"Oh yes I would love that." I said smiling.

I walked to his car he opened the door for me. We drove to work. Mike was already there. It was 11:30.

"Why are we so early?"

"Well, I kinda got to talk to an animatronic and-"

"Wait you risked you life?"

"Well foxy is nice. He said Chica and him were good friends and that apparently "The Puppet" is what he said was also friendly and they would like to be friends. I already told mike so, he knows."

I looked at him confused. The Puppet? Who is The Puppet?