My Creepy Stalker ● Antisepticeye X Reader ✔

Chapter 31

*Y/N POV*

'Okay me. It's time to face Anti. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.........'

I slowly pushed open the door. I stepped inside. Sarah and Dark were here too. Everyone looked at me. My heart dropped when i saw Anti. He looked paler than usual and his cheeks were stained in hundreds of tears filled with sadness.

'Shit.'

"I'm......I'm back." I broke the silence.

"Where have you been?!" Sarah ran up to me, worry splattered all over her face.

"Out." I said quietly.

"Anti was scared shitless! He was running and panicking around the house like a madman!" She whisper-shouted. I pushed her aside and walked up to Anti. He looked down at me and i turned my head towards Dark and Sarah.

"You can leave now." They nodded and dissappear. I turned around and looked at Anti.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted like a child and i should've just talked about it like a normal person. This was all my fault. If i didn't run away you would't have panicked about me. I shouldn't act that way, i know how much you love me and how much you care about me. I'm really, truly sorry." A single tear rolled down my cheek. "You have every right to be mad at me now."

He looked at me. I waited for him to just walk away, but he didn't. I waited for him to yell at me, but he didn't. My head was down, in shame.

"I didn't want to run away. But even you know that i act like a child when i should take care of the problem like an adult. Damn it, you make me feel like i could take on the world at any moment and then you make me feel like a tiny seed waiting to be squished!" I grabbed his shirt. Tears were now pouring out of my eyes.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I've made you cry and worry so many times, and i can't forgive myself for it! This isn't the way i should treat you! You're a gentleman, you're charming and i'm lucky to have you! Yet i still play with your emotions just because i don't know how to control mine!" I let go of his shirt and fell down on my knees. I put my head in my hands and started sobbing, uncontrollably.

I was suddenly pushed down on the floor. Anti kissed me, like it was the last kiss we'll ever share. He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around my waist, not breaking the kiss. I closed my eyes and kissed him back.

'He really does know how to play with my emotions, even if he isn't aware that he's doing it.

He's nice.

He's attractive.

He makes me feel special.

He's something special.

And he's mine.'

He pulled away and hugged me. I hugged him back and sobbed into his shoulder.

"Please calm down.." His voice was hoarse.

"But i hurt you-!"

"So what? I hurt you too!" I looked away from him, the endless flow of tears never stopping. He gently pulled my face towards his and he wiped the tears away. I looked at the floor.

"I love you. No matter what you do. I'll love you forever and always." He pulled me into another passionate kiss. I pulled away and buried my face in his chest, sobbing. He whispered sweet nothings into my ear as i let my emotions flow out, in the form of small, salty, drops of liquid.

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I opened my eyes. Anti was laying next to me, sleeping peacefully. I smiled and kissed his nose. He opened his left eye and looked at me, then smiled. He pulled me closer to him and snuggled up in my neck.

'I missed this.'

"Morning Kitten."

"Morning." I yawned and played with his hair.

"We should really get this re-dyed." I stroked the back of his neck with the tips of my fingers.

"Keep doing that please." His voice was muffled. I kept running my fingers up and down his neck, slowly and gently.

I did this for about ten minutes, before i stopped. My fingers and hand were getting tired. His head pulled away from my neck. He looked like he just woke up from a nap after the most tiring night of his life.

"If you kept doing that i might of fell asleep again." I giggled. "Your fingers are really soft." He lightly stroked my arm and kissed my lips. "I love you."

"I love you, too." I ruffled his hair and he whined. I sat up and stretched. I was waring my over-sized, white and black, checkered T-shirt and underwear. I stood up and sighed.

"You look really cute when you wear shirts like that." I turned around to face Anti. "But you'd look better without it." He smirked. I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. He chuckled and i grabbed some towels from my closet.

"Can i shower with you?" I shook my head. "Why not?" He whined. I rolled my eyes and looked at him.

"Now? No. In the future? Maybe." I winked at him and he grinned. I walked into the bathroom and started my morning routine.

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I walked down stairs. I was wearing grey shorts that went right under my butt and a white crop top. I put my hair up in a messy bun (or nothing, if you have short hair).

Anti was humming in the kitchen. He was wearing his grey sweatpants, but he didn't have a shirt on. I hugged him from behind and he stopped humming. He turned around and looked down at me. He smiled and kissed my forehead.

I walked up to the fridge and opened it. I looked through the random foods and drinks, trying to figure out what to take out. I had to bend down a little to see better at the bottom. I peeked over at Anti and he was leaning on the counter, arms crossed, looking at my butt, bitting his lip. I turned around to face him and put my hand on my hip, then raised an eyebrow.

"Did anyone ever tell you, you got a fine ass?"

"Yep!" I closed the door to the fridge, walked up to him and he hugged me. He kissed me and started rocking us back and forth, lightly. He squeezed my ass and i shrieked.

"Damn, all that mine?" He bit his lip. I nodded and kissed his nose.

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We were currently eating breakfast when my phone started ringing. I excused myself and stood up. I answered the call.

"Hello?"

"So when can we come?" It was Buddy.

"Jeez, we just made up, can't you wait a bit?"

"No! I wanna meet this guy. If he's gonna date you he needs my approval."

"Bitch, no he doesn't. But you need to calm the fuck down. Now if you'll excuse me, i have a lovely breakfast to get back to." I ended the call and sat back down.

"Who was that?"

"Just a very overprotective friend that wants to meet you." I huffed.

"Why does he want to meet me?"

"He wants to see how you treat me and if you 'get his approval or not'. That doesn't mean shit. I date whoever i want and he can't tell me no." He grabbed my hand and stroked it with his thumb.

"It's gonna be okay. They can come over this Friday." He smiled.

'He's going to regret those words.'