Ms Believer (Jacksepticeye FanFic)

Always Friends

I was sort of glad I didn't have work today. I was going to miss the dogs, but I wanted a little break. I had a hair appointment today as well. I wanted to change my blonde hair into a different color since it's been a while and my roots are looking awful. My natural hair color is blonde, but I dyed it red a while back and then went back to the blonde so I didn't look natural anymore.

I was going to do a silver-blue, because I saw it online and wanted to be cool too. I walked into the salon and saw my stylist, Becca. She was a tattooed sweet heart, a little older than me. She always invited me out to parties at her house, which was nice, though I didn't go to all of them because I'm too awkard. Sometimes I only showed up so I could pet her cat or play with her kid.

"So, we're doing the silver and blue?" She brushed my hair back as I took my glasses off and nodded. I love getting my hair brushed out by others and having it played with; it is one of the most relaxing things ever. I don't care who's doing it, I just want it done.

"What's been going on in the world of Callie?" Beccas asked.

"Nothing really. I have a new neighbor in the apartment across from me." I smiled, thinking of the Irishman. "He's from Ireland."

"Oh really now?" Becca grinned. "Is he cute?"

"Well yeah, and the accent helps that." I laughed. "But he's got a girlfriend."

"Is she living with him?"

"No, she's in Ireland."

"Does he talk about her alot?"

"Eh, not really." Becca made a noise behind me. I knew she was thinking about it: It's not going to work between the two. "I think they're just going through a rough patch or something. He's far away from her now. I'd be a little upset too."

"How old is he?"

"I haven't actually asked, but I take it my age or close." He did look past his twenties but no older than 36. "He's very loud when he talks. Like, quiet at first, but then super loud by the end of the conversation."

"I hear the Irish are very loud."

"Where did you hear that?"

"Pft, I don't know." She giggled. I snorted at her and relaxed in the black seat while she covered my head in the colors.

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I jogged down the steps to get inside when Sean's door opened behind me. I turned to see him staring at me.

"I didn't know that was you from behind for a second." His eyes were on my hair. I chuckled and ran a hand through it.

"Yeah, I needed a change."

"Well, I love it!" He came over to touch the blue ends. "I used to have green hair, years ago. I kind of want to color it again." He tugged on my hair lightly before letting go.

"You should color it again." I told him.

"I might. I'm going to the store again, I might get some color."

"Why are you going to the store again?"

"I want to get a pumpkin to carve." That reminded me that Halloween is only a few days away.

"Ah, shit, can I come? I'd like to get a pumpkin too."

"Of course! Then you can come to my place and we can carve them together." He linked his arm around mine and dragged me out.

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Sean was talking loudly while we were at the store and having a good time looking at the differences between the things he had back in Ireland and the things in America. I had a fun time watching him and answering questions. He decided to go ahead and color his hair green like he had long ago.

"Did you choose green because you're Irish?"

"Well," Sean smiled, looking down at the box of dye, "a friend dyed his pink years ago for a charity and I told him I'd do green. It stuck for quite some time."

"That's adorable." Sean looked like it was a really nice memory and it was cute.

"Okay, pumpkins." He was back to jumping around. I followed him, trying to keep up ith his long legged pace when I heard my name being called out.

"Callie!" I spun and Sean stopped to look with me. I'm going to throw up again. But there's no way I'm going to leave Sean with Lucas. He was running up to us with a wide grin.

"Hey Callie, how are you?" He was coming in for a hug, but I stepped back. When I stepped back, Sean stepped forward, but not in front; just so he was standing beside me and we were touching.

"I'm good, and y-you?" My voice had shook and I stuttered. Beautiful. Take a breath and lift your chin, Callie.

"I am fantastic. Who's this?" Lucas was being overly nice, and I knew he was hiding his bitterness. He was always extra fake when he was bitter about something.

"This is Sean, my new friend." I pointed to the him. "Sean, this is Lucas."

"Her boyfriend."

"Ex." I almost growled the words at him. I didn't know why he didn't simply say it himself.

"Oh that's right!" Lucas facepalmed. "You just sort of stopped talking to me and almost dropped off the face of the earth!" I wanted to take Sean's box of hair dye and throw it at Lucas. He spun the story to make himself the victim. And he spun it real hard, because he did that to me, not the other way around. Which then made me think he purposefully didn't say ex, so I had to say it and he could play victim.

"Be careful Sean, she likes to use people and then drop them when she's done." Lucas had a glint in his eye. He was angry when he had no reason to be. I was shaking from anger. Screw the whole "keep your chin up!" bullshit. I want to hide away before I snap Lucas' neck.

"I'm sure I'll be fine." Sean's lips were tight and he put an arm around my shoulder. "Come on Callie, I have to get my stuff and hurry home." He turned me around, walked forward and whispered, "Don't look back."

Sean kept his arm around me even as we picked out our pumpins in silence. It was nice having him close and much more comforting than I'd have thought. Well, his hug last night was nice, so of course this is going to be fine as well. I paid for our pumpkins and his hair dye and he still hadn't let go. I had grabbed a glance at a different lane and saw Lucas staring us down. Sean noticed it too and his fingers dug into my shoulder. We left and then he let go of me.

"So, are we going to talk about him?" Sean asked.

"If you want to."

"It's more of if you want to."

"He's an ex."

"You left him?"

"No he left me. That story he told is the opposite." I shook my head. "You can go ahead and believe him, I don't care."

"I've only known you for a couple days, but I would believe you over him in a heart beat." He had stopped me and looked down at me. "I'm your friend, Callie, I always will be." I smiled and started waling back home.

"Come on then, friend."