Chapter 35: That brat's mine, motherfucker!

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*Will's pov*

It's been one weekend... One fucking weekend of taking care of the little chum.


But since what happend in the kitchen with the weird shit idea, I've been spying to make sure everything's... okay.


And when I say okay... I mean mentally okay... 'Cause this is making me nuts.


Anyways, today is the DAPlus with Chris, and lucky that brat's not gonna do any... crazy thing.


I just hope ______'s okay about my relationship.


(...)


*_____ pov*

I'M SO HAPPY TODAY... IT'S DAPLUS!!


The best part is that I'm in Will's home, watching everything outside his room like a stalker... Yeah, don't judge me.


Meanwhile, I'm texting with the crazy K-pop stalker... E:


E: mama and papa are nuts 😆


__: thank you


E: next 😂


__: 😑


E: the boy came back.

We did kinky things 😏

His friend is asking for you


__: poor boy

I'm not interested

I'm spying Will 😅

LET ME SPY HIM IN PEACE.


E: girl... you're getting kinda sick about him

You're just friends

FRIENDS

He sends you to the friendzone


__: Friendzone doesn't exist

bitch, my feelings 😔

Well... I'm gonna go and eat.

If I come back let's go to McDonald's.

Wanna eat burgers with you


E: BTW. Did the supper food work?


__: my Pizza-burger-fries was destroyed by 3 YouTubers


E: poor you 😥

Well...I'm gonna eat with the boy at Taco Bell

TACOOOOOOOOOS


I'm hungry now... thanks Emile.

I was about to leave and make a call when someone saw me and just smiled. I nodded my head and growled:

-leaving somewhere little chum?- screw you, Will:

-I'm going to Taco Bell, idiot-

-if you're leaving bring some for me- I didn't say anything 'cause there was one thing I knew in the moment... I was live.


And now the fans know about me.


I pointed at his computer, watching the messages about me and who am I... a tricky question even for me. What am I? A friend or... something else?:

-the armada is asking for you, little chum-

-I'm not gonna answer anything- but then one message caught my attention.


E... she sent a message saying if I'm his little brat... stupid and pervert Emile.


Will just looked at the camera and then he looked at me... something kinna... kinky?:

-if you're watching this little brat then I have news... Yup, the brat's mine- WAIT WHAT!? IM HIS!?!?:

-what?-

-it's mine motherfucker!! So don't touch, I'm his guard- okay that's it!!!

-SCREW YOU WILL, I DON'T BELONG TO NOBODY-


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*Will's pov*

Okay? I was playing... but that kid took it too much:

-little chum, I'm joking- but sadly... _____ left.


_____, why are you so... dumb?


Now I guess I'm gonna resolve my problem in the chat.


(...)


*_____ pov*

Screw you, Will Ryan.

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