Consumed by the lens(Creepypasta x reader)(Sorta OC X reader)

Types of love

Very short Chapter. I just felt like writing it before it left my mind.

"I-I isn't feel that way for her..." I tell him. He looks at the ground.

"Yeah. I figured." He said.

"I mean, it's not that I'm against all that or I would have judged her for it...I just always saw her as a sister." He nods. Then he looks at me.

"I...You remember that I can watch you all the time, right?" He said hesitantly. I giggle.

"Not creepy at all..." I say sarcastically. "But yeah, I remember."

"I know you fight with Oliver a lot...But would he ever hurt you?" He said. I start to shake my head but stop. Would he? I really don't know. He tried to kill me when he first came.

"I...I don't know..." I say. He nods. If he hurts you, remember I can see it. I'll know. And I'll make his sorry ass pay for it." He said. Well then...

"I never knew you were so protective..." I say. He looks up at the sky and smiles.

"I love you Y/n. I don't want anyone to hurt you." He said. He means as a friend, right? Or maybe a sister. He said his crush died Junior year.

"I love you too, Aron." I say. He smiles sadly and shakes his head. Then the world starts to fade and I feel myself waking up.