MBFZ - Baby

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Dianne's POV

"DIANNE! DIANNE! OPEN THE DOOR! ARE YOU OKAY?"

I opened my eyes and was welcomed by David's irritating voice.

I sighed and forced my self to stand up and open the door because if I don't he'll definitely gonna break it.

Me: What is it David?

David: Shit! You called me David! You're really sick!

I decided to turn away and went back to my room. He is a waste of my energy.

David: Anyway. I got my 1000th detention slip from Ms. Bull today. Isn't it awesome?

I didn't answer him. I'm starving but between hunger and sleep. I'll choose the latter.

And who is Ms. Bull anyway? Another codename?

David: I just fulfilled another one from my bucket list!

Me: Yehey...congrats.

I'm able to utter before falling to a deep slumber.
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I woke up because of my growling stomach.

I think I'm going to die.

I thought Davids gonna be the first one because he's an idiot. But I thought wrong.

I'm gonna be the first one to die because of him.

He suddenly sprout out from nowhere with a tray of food and some medicine.

Fucking Idiot.

Fucking lovable idiot.

Is he okay? I mean the idiot kept on dancing in the middle of the rain. He actually believe that sun dance of his.

David: A delicious food made by a handsome chef, yes, the one and only....me. Feel privileged, gorill--*ahem* normal face.

Me: You put a poison in the soup right? I swear Ricardo. If I died tonight. I'm gonna hunt you down in your sleep.

I saw him gulped nervously. I almost laugh out loud.

I really do love my bestfriend.

As I eat, my eyes can't help but to wander in his way.

David: Am I that handsome that you can't take your eyes off of me?

Me: No. I just can't believe how a person can be that ugly.
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Me: Anyway...are you okay? You didn't get...sick?

A grin spread throughout his face.

David: Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa

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David: Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa

Me: Oh Gosh. Please. No.

David: Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa

Me: Fuck. My ears. My precious ears.

David: I know you love me.

Me: Stop.

David: I know you care.

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