Oneshots | Larkle

"Who are you talking about?"

I was sitting on my bed, reading a book when I heard a knock on my window. I walked over, a bit confused. It was late at night and Riley and Maya would never come at this time.

I opened the window to reveal a buff, green eyed boy. "Uh..H-" He shushed me and came in. "What the hell..what do you want?" He closed the window and the blinds. "I ran away. You can't tell anyone." "Can you atleast tell me your name?" The boy held out his hand. "I'm Lucas. And you are?" I ignored his hand and sat on my bed. "Farkle." He laughed. "Who would do that to you?!" I sighed and laid down. "Why are did you run away?" The boy, Lucas, shrugged. "I just did, okay!" I stared over at him. He was pacing back and forth. "Dude, are you alright?" He shook his head. "No. Never."

I turned to face my wall. "Why are you here at my house of all places?" I felt him come lay down next to me. "I don't know. How am I supposed to know this stuff?" I started to turn to face him. "What do you me-" He was...gone? I sat up in my bed. "You were just the only house around, okay!" I looked up and he was back to pacing. "How did you-"

My words were interrupted by the boy once again. "I ran away. You can't tell anyone." I stared at him. "I..I know you did. You already said that." My head was starting to hurt. "Oh. Did I?" The boy came forward to me and lifted my head up just enough for him to kiss me. "Why did you-" "I'm Lucas. And you are?" He held out his hand. I stared at him, then back at his hand. "Something is definitely wrong with you..." He laughed, the exact same way he did just a few minutes ago. "Who would do that to you?!"

I slowly walked backwards, away from him. I tried to open my door. Locked. I banged on the door and called for my mom. Nothing. I kept banging and the door swung open, hitting me in the head. I passed out.

I woke up to my mother's face in a bright room. "Wh-What happened?" I turned my head and say Lucas sitting on a chair. "What is he doing here?! He's crazy!" My mom looked at me then back at the chair. "Honey...who are you talking about?"