Dressed In Karma | Klance

Chapter 3

"What was that all about?" Katie screamed at the black haired boy. "Gosh, don't yell!" Keith flinched, fearful of the tempermental girl in front of him.

"You said you didn't hate him!" Katie insisted. "Yeah, but I didn't say I liked him either!" Keith eyed her keenly.

"You're so immature, you know that?" The ginger scoffed. "Whatever!" Keith rolled his eyes.

"You know, as a best friend, you really suck at being one!" Katie growled. "No I don't!"

"Oh really? Really Keith? You honestly think that?"

It took the oriental a few seconds to realize how far he dug himself into this situation.

"Look, i'm sorry if i'm not what you asked for. But I don't like Lance... not even in the slightest. I tolerate him, because you're my best friend. But if he tests me like that, then what do you expect me to do? I'm obviously going to defend myself, Katie!"

Katie held back the tears that swallowed her hazel eyes completely, leaving traces of bronze glimmers in their place.

"Fine." Was all she had the courage to say, before grabbing her bookbag and running as fast as she could from Keith's room.

"Did I say something wrong?" Keith yelled from his bedroom. "No Keith, you're just fine!" Katie slammed the front door, as she stomped her way out of the boy's house.

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Before he could grab his backpack, an ominous monotone vibration from his phone, echoed from his bed.

Keith startled when realizing who was calling him.

Before he could answer, the caller hung up, proceeding to send a text message in response.

...

~Lance: didn't mean to call.

Keith scoffed at the latino's text.

~Keith: how do you have my phone number...

Keith could feel Lance tense up from a mile away, even if he wasn't there to experience it himself.

~Lance: i didn't... i got it from Katie.

~Keith: when?

Keith bit his lip akwardly, not knowing how to react to this situation.

~Lance: right now. She's at my place. Did you do something to her? She can't stop rambling your name! She seems really mad.

Keith grew more and more agressive as he read the consecutive texts and typed.

~Keith: i didn't do much. All i did was say the truth.

~Lance: ...about?

~Keith: why do you care?!

Keith dropped his phone, rubbing his thumb cause of how hard he typed on his phone screen.

~Lance: i care, cause she's over here right now, genius. Just tell me what you said already!

~Keith: i told her how much it bothers me that i have to deal with you... happy?

~Lance: oh, of course i'm happy! Excited, actually. Honestly, what did i ever fucking do to you?