let me help you ; prettymuch fanfiction

chapter four

zion's pov

listening to screamo music and eating ramen is the best, but watching nick all over naomi is even better.

at school, it's probably the worst things i always had to deal with. first, nicole. second, naomi. lastly, nick. i could write a whole fucking essay on these three people and how they mean trouble to me, but that's for another tedtalk.

"something wrong, babe?" nicole asks, rubbing her chest up on my arm.

"not really." i say through gritted teeth. damn this bitch ass whale, i say to myself. fucking trick ass bitch, troll looking ass whale, hoe-ly poly, freaking cankerblossom- (if you know you know)

naomi flicks my forehead, "weren't we gonna talk, zion?"

"oh, yeah sorry." i stand up from the small, wooden chair.

"aw, baby where you going?" nicole stands up with me, latching onto my arm. my poor arm.

"just gonna go talk for awhile, with naomi. nothing to worry about, y'know?"

naomi glances at the whale, smiling through gritted teeth, "how's it going, nicole?"

"pretty well, until you came along." she mutters the last words to no one in particular, but zion hearing the words.

i laugh dryly, "we'll get going."

nicole simply shrugs while detaching my arm, walking away slyly. me and naomi stand in awkward silence for a few minutes, the things that ended up happening at the party getting to both of us, or so i assume.

i decide to break the silence, "wanna leave and go somewhere else, or?"

naomi crosses her arms, but nods nonetheless, "sure, im really craving bobas, if you don't mind." she says walking away, flicking her hair as she does so.

i follow behind her, steering away from what i was going to talk about in the first place. we head to the school parking lot and enter my dad's car that i borrowed.

it's rusty and dusty, but i presume naomi doesn't mind as she ends up sitting in the passenger seat without sitting on a coat or some shit.

we got to the boba place and i was pretty nervous.

"so what did you want to talk about?" she said sipping her boba.

"ok, so i wanted to say i am sorry for what i said at the party it's just that i was drunk an-and..." i sutter worrying about what she would say to me.

"i got jealous that you went to nick instead of me." i said

"well the only reason i went to nick is because you were with that stupid, fucking whale. you know I thought that me and you were going to have a good time at the party, but not really." she said a little pissed off at the whale.

"okay you want to know the real reason i was with the whale is because she came first i was looking to see if you had came yet but you hadn't and she got there and she wouldn't fucking leaving me alone... and then I started to get drunk because she wouldn't shut the fuck up. and then when you came you went straight to nick and i was trying to make you jealous so that why i kept on hangout with the whale."