Chance... Probably. (Gorillaz 2D x Reader)

Chapter Twenty-Two: This Is How It Is

(A/N: sorry I just had one of those moments when I looked at how many reads and votes this story is getting and made a noise halfway between a squeal and a scream... Seriously thank you to all who have read through this story, I love you all <3

Also the reason I haven't been updating much is I've been planning Genso Wanderer constantly... Heheh...

Yeah, I can't say I've been busy or going through some things lately, there hasn't even been any intense writer's block, I've literally just been lazy.)

(Your POV)

I stared at him for a while, thinking about the question Stuart had just asked. Would we go back to normal? Well, it does seem to be my choice, so I guess what I should be asking is should we be going back to normal. I mean, I would love to have back what we did. But I had to also remind myself of the fact that he completely flipped out over something that wasn't my fault, and didn't give me a chance to explain.

I hesitated for a bit before saying, "I... I'm not sure. I do want to, but..." "Give me a chance," he begged. "Just this once. Please? I promise from now on I'll listen to what yew 'ave to say." I sighed and nodded. "Okay..." As much as I hated to admit it to myself, I was still a tiny bit distrustful of him after that picture Murdoc had shown me... Then again, this is Murdoc we're talking about. He isn't exactly a reliable person.

Stuart didn't seem to be able to notice the hesitance in my voice as I agreed, because he immideintly leaned forward and kissed me. When he did, I just decided to let go of these thoughts, since they didn't seem worth worrying over. I knew Stuart, he was someone I could trust.

After a little while, I went downstairs, ready to go home. Sure, I wanted to talk to Stu a little longer, but I did still have work to do. Walking to the door, I froze and was faced with a decision: do I remind Murdoc he drove me here and ask for a ride back, or do I just avoid having to ask and walk out? Nervously, I peeked into the room and saw he was asleep. 'Walking it is...'

I could go back up to Stuart's room and ask him. I mean, despite all the brain damage, he can still drive. I would say he can drive better than Murdoc, but considering Murdoc hasn't actually killed anyone yet, it's more like he drives more responsibly. I shake my head and walk out anyways- damn awkwardness.

About halfway to my house I began to regret my choice. Sure, it would be entirely pointless to turn back now, but I couldn't help but curse my anxiety and lack of fitness. (If you're a person who's super fit and like runs everyday or something then 1. I think you're magical and 2. Just ignore that.) It's not like I'm exhausted or anything, but I've definitely been staying in the house way too much. Eventually, I sat down on a bench- I had on many occasions looked at these randomly-placed benches and mentally questioned who would ever use them, but I believe I've found my answer. I think I spaced out for a bit, because suddenly and without me understanding why, there was a flurry of green and yellow rushing towards me.

(A/N: leave your guess in the comments as to what it is, I want to see if anyone gets it right!)