𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮✔ [COMPLETED]

C H 22 : Hotline Bling ft. Cil Font

(Sis, please don't be disappointed)

** Third Person's P.O.V  **

The next day went by, Fresh was ready to kick someone's butt. But he didn't know that Cil was PJ's little brother. He was first in class again, he was just doodling on his small doodle book. He doodled different kinds of flowers, ranging from roses to daisies. The only thing similar is that they are in shades of pink and red. He must feel lovey today. Fresh somehow gained a small crush on PJ even when they broke up. He even saw model pictures of PJ. This made Fresh like him more. He even heard about PJ x readers in Wattpad. Which he found and read most of them. He didn't read those weird stuff, he even read PJ x reader, boyfriend scenarios. Most of them were females readers. Fresh, however had to make some things up even when he has a feminine shaped body and with soft and tender bones.
The outline of his body is hard to miss when he walks, and runs. His feminine hips are easy to spot, so most people sometimes use female pronouns to describe him(female pronouns like she, and her). This made Fresh very uncomfortable, he always points out that he's a guy, not a girl. But they always protest, saying how feminine he looks. Fresh thinks everyone is crazy, and is not seeing things right. Even when he knew that this came from his own mother. Some think he's transgender even when he's not. Soon, his classmates has arrived along with Alphys.

“Hey, Fresh. I heard that when some people were talking about the smart ones in class, they mention you and me but I get confused because they use 'she' instead of 'he's which is very confusing when.. You look like a girl and sound like a boy” 

Fresh slammed his head against his desk lightly. “I'm.not.a.girl! I'm a guy for God's sake! Even if I look like a girl, doesn't mean I look like one!” Fresh stated, “Geez, sorry.” Alphys placed her hands in the air as surrender. That statement makes Fresh pissed. He wonders how many people who looked at him just assumed that he's a girl but wears boyish clothes. Some people who imagined him wearing girly clothes would think he's cute in them or they think that he's gay.

“Dear, Lord, God, Jesus Christ. Won't they just ask about my preference of HOW I prefer to be called?! It's getting annoying” Fresh whined, making jazz hands. Alphys giggled. That's true, just ask. Even when you know their preference.

“Yeah”

Class soon ended, Fresh dragged Alphys to the sound system room just to request a song which everyone knows is the title of this chapter. Y/n was about to open the door but Fresh kicked it open. Y/n squeaked in surprise. She hid behind one of the sound equipments, slightly shaking. Fresh apologized and helping her up.

“Sorry, about that. I wanted to request a song really quick.”

“S-sure, just don't do that a-again” Y/n stuttered, scared out of her wits. Fresh smiled awkwardly as he gave her his request and his commentary about it.

Hotline Bling - Drake (Edited :3)

You used to call me on my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love

I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing
I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing

Ever since I left the city, you
Got a reputation for yourself now
Everybody knows and on feel left out

Boy, you got me down
You got me stressed out
Cause ever since I left the city
You, started wearing less and goin'
Out more

Glasses of champagne out on
The dance floor
Hangin' with some girls
I've never seen before

You used to call me on my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love

I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing
I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing

Ever since I left the city
You, you, you
You and me, we just don't get along
You make me feel like I did you wrong

Going places where you don't belong
Ever since I left the city, you
You got exactly what you asked for
Running out of pages on your passport

Hanging with some girls
I've never seen before

You used to call me in my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love

I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing
I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing

These days, all I do is
Wonder if you bendin' over
Backwards over someone else

Wonder if your rollin'
Backwards for someone else

Wonder if you bendin' over
Backwards over someone else

Doing things I taught you
Gettin' nasty for someone else
You don't need no one else
You don't need nobody else

No

Why you never alone
Why you always touching road
Used to always stay at home
Be a good boy
You was in the zone

You should just be yourself
Right now, you're someone else

You used to call me in my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my Cil phone
Late night when you need my love

I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing
I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing

As the song ended, Fresh walked out with pride. The whole time Always and You/n were dying from laughter. They were laughing because he didn't say 'Cell' but instead was 'Cil'. That's like the best revenge you could give to somebody. But hey, Cil started it. Fresh met Cil in the hallway, Cil was glaring daggers at him. “What? You started it” Fresh pointed out. Crossing his arms. “S-shut up, how did you even get him to say 'Cil' anyways?” Cil looked away, a blush coated his cheeks. “dont mean to brag but- Master Editor” Fresh answered, shrugging. “Whatever” Cil crossed his arms as they parted ways.

What they didn't know is that PJ was listening to the song, he was pissed.

“Humiliating my brother like that? You didn't even see what's coming towards you.”