Do you love me? (Grant Knoche x Reader)

BAM vs MKTO

My friends don't walk, they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium
We paint white roses red,
Each shade from a different person's head
This dream, dream is a killer
Getting drunk with a blue caterpillar

I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are

Where is my prescription?
Doctor, doctor please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice,
I'll be the mad hatter.

I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are

You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone
So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are
And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone
That's probably the reason that we get along

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are

The soothing words, or some would say disconcerting words, of Melanie Martinez flowed into my head after I made it to the safety of tutor or at least the Maths Foyer.

"Ahh, Skye! Well done on that test. Miss Coop showed me your results. I really think you shouldn't drop out of the Math Challenge this year."

"I wasn't planning to sir, I quite enjoy it. And anyways, shouldn't it be called the Logic Challenge?"

"Yes it should. I'm waiting til next year when I take all the Year 9 top sets. I believe that I will have you."

"I hope you will, you seem fun."

"Wait until you hear all my jokes."

"Please tell me they're dad jokes."

"Yes..."

"Okay good! They're my type of joke!"

"I think you will be my favourite student."

"Wait until you meet Jaydn, sir. He'll knock me right off that position."

"Maybe you could share it. I have to go, well done on your test again." I felt sooooo happy that I'd been complimented by the head of maths! But then again, there is the small problem of the guys. Oops.