arachnophobia ➸ a.i.

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- Leah -

"Not to startle you or anything, but I'm kind of in your car."

My heart stopped. What the hell? Snapping around in my seat, ready to kick some ass, I realized just who it was.

This curly bastard.

"What the fuck? Why the hell are you in my car?" I yelled, angry and my heart still beating way too fast due to having another human being in my car without my knowledge.

"I need a ride." He rested back in the seat.

"Why don't you take the ride you used to get here? And... How did you even get in here?" I snapped.

"Your car was unlocked. I was dropped off." He shrugged, pulling out his iPhone and casually staring at it. Oh yeah, I did forget to lock my car... Oops...

"By who? Why would someone drop you off, conveniently where I work, at midnight and not come back?"

"I told them not to. It was Michael." He rested his head on the headrest and casually continued scrolling through his phone.

"Whatever. Don't talk to me or I will find a way to get rear ended to kill you." I huffed, starting my car and backing out.

"You want me dead?" He chuckled as I drove out of the dark alley and onto the empty street.

"When did I ever say that?"

"You said you would find a way to get rear ended to kill me literally less than a minute ago."

"Can you not take a joke?" I snapped, annoyed with him already. He sighed and became silent. I took the opportunity to turn on my Spotify playlist, not caring what he would think. I didn't want to handle him. I was exhausted and done with being bothered by him.

After the third song had started, he shifted in his seat and his annoyingly cute voice rung through my car. "You have good music taste."

"Thanks." I muttered.

"Lentil, why do you hate me?" He asked suddenly, catching me off guard.

"You and your dumb friends played that prank on me. You have no idea how much that could have messed me up." I admitted.

"I wasn't even involved in that. I was in the bathroom on my phone and I came out to hear you screaming. I picked up the plastic spider and you were flipping out and I mean, it was dumb of them. But it was funny. I wasn't involved."

"Then you called me dramatic. And you're rude to me for no reason. And ever since I had a big spider in my bathroom two days ago, you and your friends have not left me alone."

"How was I supposed to know you had arachnophobia? I didn't. You seemed like you were being dramatic, I hear you are dramatic anyways. Do you honestly think I'm rude to you?"

"Very." I snapped.

"I don't know how." He sighed. "Whatever. Of course I'm going to be fed up when you come desperately running to my door every time a bug is in your apartment."

"I can't help it!" I groaned. "Whatever. Fine. I'll just never come to your door again."

"I'm not saying that. You know I really liked when you came in your towel" He said casually, making my blood boil. "You can, but I'm just saying that it annoys me and it throws my day off and I can't-"

"Why don't you just leave me alone? You and your friends have ruined the past few days of my life and I'm sick of it. I want my life back." I snapped as I parked my car.