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The three of us sat on the couch, me sandwiched between Jacob and Chandler. I was super uncomfortable being so close to Jacob. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time as the movie would play.I felt something on the back of my neck, kind of like a spider.
"Ack!" I covered my neck, turning around as Jacob laughed. It was just him, tickling the back of my neck. Weirdo...
I sat with my knees to my chest and my hands covering my neck, hoping to protect myself from Jacob.
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*Crash*
A loud crash was heard from the laundry room again.
I jumped and looked behind me before letting out an annoyed sigh. "What is it this time guys?"
"Uh... we didn't plan anything else. I don't know what that was."
I heard my phone vibrate. It was sitting on the table in front of the couch. I reached over and saw that Xander had been texting me.
Fuck... I hung up on him and never ever texted him back. I checked the messages.
Y/N, why did you hang up?
Listen, I've just been worried. I'm not used to you being gone for so long, and it's not like you to just forget to call me.
Y/N?
Where even are you?
I hope you know I can see where you are on Snapchat. Who are you with?
Where are you going? Why the fuck aren't you answering me?
You know what?
There were no more messages for almost an hour, and then he sent a picture. It was... Chandler's house?
Why are you here and why are you ignoring me? Is something going on? Are you dating someone and you didn't even tell me?
Who was that guy that came in through the back?
Y/N.
I'm about to come get you if you don't answer me.
He didn't respond for a moment.
I'm coming inside.
That was the last thing that he sent.
Jacob was standing up, acting like a tough guy as usual. "Hey! Who the Hell is in here?" He walked through the kitchen towards the laundry room.
I stood up and followed after him, grabbing his arm. "Jacob, I'm pretty sure it's just Xander..." He glanced over at me.
"Who the Hell is Xander?"
"He's my friend. He's been trying to text me all day but I didn't even realize until now. Chandler made me hang up on him so he's been trying to talk to me all day."
Chandler stood up and walked past us. "Hey asshole! What makes you think you can just come into my house without permission. Just leave Y/N alone! He has more important things to do." He walked into the laundry room, glancing around before getting pushed back onto the kitchen floor.
Chandler groaned and sat up, holding his side where he fell on the floor. "What the fuck dude?"
I knelt down next to him and helped him sit up. "Are you okay?" He nodded. I looked over into the laundry room. It was too dark to see Xander, but I could tell that it was him. His shoes poked out of the darkness slightly and I could faintly make out the shape of his body.
Jacob walked past us and stood between us and Xander as if to protect us. I still don't know what that guys deal is. Why is he suddenly being so nice to me?
Chandler chuckled. "Awe, standing up for your little boy crush?" He giggled and poked my side teasingly. I blushed and gave Chandler a questioning look.
"CHANDLER SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
"Hehe. Jacobs been a dick to you cuz he started having feelings for you but he didn't want to admit to being gay, so he was mean instead so he might stop liking you. Guess it didn't work."
"FUCK YOU!" Jacob's face was flushed red, glaring daggers at Chandler. I just sat there next to him on the floor in confusion.
"That makes no fucking sense..."
I almost forgot that Xander was here, that is until i noticed Jacob on the floor. He groaned and held his face, blood dripping from his nose.
My eyes widened. "Xander, what the Hell?!" I looked at Xander who didn't even spare a glance at me. He glared at Jacob on the floor, his fists balled up.
"Go outside Y/N..." Xander finally spoke up.
"W-What?... Why?" Xander stopped me. "I said go outside." He looked at me and spoke in a dark tone. I simply nodded and walked out of the kitchen, going outside.
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YOU ARE READING
♡You're Mine♡ (Male Yandere x Male Reader)
Romance*Ring* *Ring* *Ring* He didn't answer. I frowned at my phone as I turned it off, lying down and groaning. The bed doesn't even smell like him anymore... He's been gone for too long.