Los Angles Crybaby (ImmortalHD x Fem Reader)

-Chapter 2-

   "Fuck him! He has the audacity to message me after three...four years? Fuck that cunt! I have my life together, great friends, perfect job. I don't need that stupid piece of shit!" After that sentence, I stuff my face with a burger Aleks bought me. We were sitting in the back of McDonald's, eating and making fun of my ex. 

   On the way here, I was quiet and on the edge of breaking down. That was, until Aleks broke the silence. "Sooo....(Y/N)...you wanna listen to some music? I just got this aux cord, uhh, where ever the fuck it is." He said as he took quick glances. Music. I need that. And the perfect song to scream my problems away.  I found the aux cord for him and immediately plug my phone in. I go to my music then look at Aleks. "Roll the windows down, turn this shit up." I said. Aleks smiles and does as told. Windows went down. Volume up. "Get ready for me to start screaming." I warned and pushed play.

   The song starts. "Just got cheated on, no it's not my day. Not my bitch, not girl, she's not my babe..." I sat there and began to sing. The song reminded me of what happened so long ago. Him leaving me for..that. He did it so easily, so I came to the conclusion that he cheated on me near the end of our days. She was scared of me. I was always called crazy, but to me, my actions never seemed "crazy". I acted on my feelings. I mean...back then..if the purge was real, I would have definitely killed her and I would have made him watch. Now though, I'm a new person. I wished them the best and left. Left the town, state, even time zone and did my own thing. I grew better as time went.

   I sat in that front seat and continued to sing. The singing only pumped me up, and apparently it pumped Aleks up too. We sat there, heading to McDonald's, just singing this song on repeat. It even got to a point where I started to dance in my seat. Hand movements and all. When it got to French Montana's rap part, I stopped and let Aleks have that spotlight. I loved it when he rapped. It sounded it great. Eventually, we got to the McDonald's and decided to have a friend date. It's been a bit since we just hung out together. Aleks and I get out head inside. That leads us back to now.

   "He's pretty fucking dumb to message you. But you don't have to worry, we all got your back (Y/N)." Aleks told me as he puts three fries in his mouth. I look at my phone and see nothing new on the display. "You better not be checking to see if that fuck messaged you." He warned me, and I shook my head, showing him the time. "Just looking at the time dude." I smiled, but went right back to eating. It then became silent. I didn't mind though, we were both eating. I didn't think anything of it. That's when Aleks sighed. I stopped and looked up, still chewing a nugget I put in my mouth. "What?" I asked. Did I do something...? 

"Open up Facebook..read the messages." Aleks said.

"Why?"

"You'll see what happened."

"What happened..." I questioned and grabbed my phone. I then go to Facebook and to my messages. I saw the conversation that started with James, then who I assumed was Aleks after. I smiled and closed out the app. "Thanks. It means a lot." I told him. It probably sounded like it did to a certain extent, but it meant more to me than anything. I always thought I'd be alone in the friend department of my life, but the guys proved me wrong. "No problem dude. Now...eat the fucking food." Aleks said with a smirk. I couldn't help but smile. The rest of the time eating, we discussed good memories we had in high school, video games we truly enjoyed, and what we should do after this. 

   "We could go to my house and play some video games." Aleks said. I accepted, of course. We dump out trays and exit the establishment. The two of us get back in the car and head straight to Aleks' house. We put the same song on and jam to it again. It was a great little time.

   Finally getting to Aleks' home, we get out the car and head up to the front door. Quickly, the Russian opened up the locked door and goes in. I followed behind and shut his door. Mishka was heard running to us. When the fluffball of a dog arrived, we each gave her a pat. "Come on, we can play in the living room for now (Y/N)." Aleks said as he led me to his living room. We plopped on the couch and he set up Mario Kart for us. "I'll stay for a few hours, but that's it." I said. I was trying to fix my sleeping schedule. I would go to bed, or at least try, and go to bed around 12 a.m. If not by then, it would be about 1:30 a.m. Aleks understood and we began out Mario Kart game. It was online matches. We had to change our display names though. Aleks was "RussianTwinkHD" and mine was "(your own display name)". Our games were always ending in me getting second place consistantly, or first here and there. Yet, as for Aleks, he would get eleventh or dead last.