Pyrocynical X Reader // Why Won't You Reply?

4

a/n from 2 years later: there's a r*pe joke in this chapter. sorry i was a rly bad person two years ago

[Y/I/N]: i'm back
Pyrocynical: you took your fucking time
Pyrocynical: i see you didn't get hit by a bus :(
[Y/I/N]: nah, you love me too much for that (;
Pyrocynical: kill yourself
[Y/I/N]: ON IT
Pyrocynical: aw :(
[Y/I/N]: cute ;)
Pyrocynical: i hate you
[Y/I/N]: no you don't
Pyrocynical: tru
Pyrocynical: can you message me on skype??
[Y/I/N]: uh fine
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I rolled my eyes, but closed Instagram and logged into Skype anyway. Why did he want to talk on Skype instead of Instagram anyway?? Fucking sock.
[Y/S/N]: hey fuckass
Pyrocynical: i see i did add the correct account
[Y/S/N]: f*ggot
Pyrocynical: what do you look like???
[Y/S/N]: uh
[Y/S/N]: why
Pyrocynical: because i want to know what my fucking best friend looks like
[Y/S/N]: wow if i'm your best friend you mustn't have many friends
Pyrocynical: fuck you i have plenty of friends
[Y/S/N]: ofc you do bb (;
Pyrocynical: are you going to show me how you look or not?
[Y/S/N]: uh
[Y/S/N]: ok

Attachment: Image sent
A/N just imagine you sent a photo of u

Pyrocynical: damn
[Y/S/N]: ((((;;;
[Y/S/N]: what do you look like then??
Pyrocyncial: you'll never know
[Y/S/N]: ppppllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaassssseeee?
Pycocynical: no.
[Y/S/N]: why not??
Pyrocynical: because i already get bullied
[Y/S/N]: you already get bullied by me, it won't make a difference
Pyrocynical: ok fine, whatever

A/N FROM 2 YEARS LATER: THEOWBACK TO WHEN ALL WE HAD WAS LEAKED PICS PF PYRO AHAHSHSHSBHSHSHSHD

Pyrocynical: there :/
[Y/S/N]: welL SHIT
Pyrocynical: ;))))))))
[Y/S/N]: are you busy????
Pyrocynical: uh, no
[Y/S/N]: CALL ME.
Pyrocynical: wow slow down
Pyrocynical: but fine i guess

Pyrocynical is calling you...

I held my breath. I wanted to talk to him, yeah, but I was nervous as fuck. I wasn't sure if he'd actually call, half expecting him to make an excuse. I was nervous sending him a photo of me, and I hoped he wasn't just trying to make me feel better by saying 'damn'. But he was hot. I wasn't going to deny that.
I accepted the call, letting out my breath as I did so.
"He-" I was cut off.
"I thought you died or something. Do you normally take that long to answer a call?" I recognized his deep British accent from his videos.
"Y-Yeah, no, I don't. Hi," I greeted, silently cursing myself for stuttering.
He leaned towards the webcam. "Hey," He replied, smirking and raising an eyebrow.
I smiled, leaning back in my chair. "You look more like a paintbrush than you did in the photo."
Niall rolled his eyes. "Fuck you."
I raised an eyebrow. "Sure."
He groaned. "I hate you."
"Don't lie."
When he didn't reply, I continued.
"Whatever did you do before you met me?"
"The same things I do now, minus talking to you."
"You're being very difficult."
"I am difficult."
"No shit, Einstein. What do you do then?"
"Uh, I play video ga-"
"What do you play?" I asked, cutting him off.
"Um, I play CS:GO, CoD, Fa-"
I cut him off again. "Nice choices. I play CS:GO and CoD too."
Niall rolled his eyes, but he was smiling.
"What else do you do?"
"I make YouTube videos, talk to my other frien-"
"You don't have other friends."
"You're a cunt, you know that?"
"If I was a cunt, you wouldn't be talking to me."
"Fair enough."
"So, where do you live?"
"Shit. Don't r*pe me."
"I'm serious."
"Why are you asking?"
"For research."
Niall sighed. "England."
"Where in England?"
"London. What about you?"
I smirked. "America."
"There are like five fucking thousand states in America."
"Texas."
"Nice."
Silence. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable silence.
"Wait, seriously though, why did you want to know where I live?"
"Because I want to go on vacation. Or, 'holiday', ya British prick."
Niall perked up. "Are you coming to London?"
I shrugged. "Prolly. I dunno when though."
He sank back into his seat. "Okay."
"When's best though?"
"Wait, are you coming soon?"
"Why, don't you want me to?"
"No, no, I do, I do. Uh, I'm free, like, any time. Literally."
"You live alone?"
"Um, yes."
"Nice. I'm gonna see when I can get a cheap ass flight to London, one sec."
"'Kay."
I then proceeded to put the call on hold and find the cheapest flight I could.
I ended up getting one in two weeks time.
"Hey, I'm back."
"Did you get one?" Niall looked genuinely excited; it was adorable.
"Yeah. I'm not telling you when though."
"Awww, come on! At least tell me if it's soon," He whined.
"It's very, very soon."
"I'd better start tidying my apartment then."
I smiled. "You better."
He hung up.
"I gotta pack," I muttered to myself.
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A/N
ive updated it a third time in one day what is this
but im having loads of fun writing this!!! and don't expect a schedule bc i wont stick to it so i'll update whenever i feel like it :DDDD lov u