philophobia [style]

cheater

my eyes widened. "no. fucking. way." craig hung his head down low. "you better not fucking tell anyone." he mumbled.

he grabbed the hair sticking out of his hat and pulled on it. "i swear to fucking god," craig removed his hands from his hair and raised his head to look at me. "i'll ruin you." 

i waved my hands in defense. "i swear! i won't tell!" craig got off of the counter. "you better not. you ass."

he walked toward the door. he placed his hand on it and looked back. "oh, don't act like i'm stupid. i know you have that shitty flower disease. and it's obvious you like stan."

"how'd you-" craig left and made me remain in the silence of the abandoned bathroom.

this chapter is dedicated to LaurensWorld77 because they have me some ideas for this story!! thank you again friend!