~ Highschool Sweethearts ~ (An Errorink Fanfic ) {✔️}

Chapter 3 Error's Confession...

Error's P.O.V
     
       What was I- Why was I blushing?, I don't even like Ink in that way, but, his blushing face so cut-Oh no, no, no, NO, I'm NOT saying those things. I'm not even gay!. Then the voices decide to join in on the drama.
    ' If you aren't gay then why would you say that his blushing face was CUTE??'
    One of my stupid voices says to me. I mean they do have a point, I mean, I wouldn't normally think these kinds of things about people, except for people that I have fallen in- WAIT ARE YOU GUYS SAYING THAT I HAVE FALLEN IN...in...
    ' Yep, isn't it obvious, Glitch?'

   ' What if people judge him?'

   '  Wouldn't that be so tragic'

    After that, the voices just chatted amongst themselves as I started to walk home, occasionally annoying me from time to time, but I tried to ignore it. Who cares if I'm gay, I don't care if people judge me!. But, I'm not telling anyone that I'm gay, we'll call this our little "secret".

    I'm not gonna lie, he was so adorable when he blushed.
' Yeah, we know you think that, gay little Bean'
   
      First off, never call me little, second, what's the nickname for?

' I don't know, they suggested it'

  I was slightly confused about what they meant by 'they'. I thought it was one of my voices but they all disagreed.
" WhAt dO yOu MeAn By ThEy?" I ask the voices they whisper to each other for a millisecond and then one of them states.
" The creator of this!"

" SeRiOuSly?"

" Yes because it suits you".

    I looked to my left to see a short, 11-year-old human girl talking to me. I'm confused by who she is so I ask her,
   " WhO tHe HeLl aRe YoU?" I ask the short human girl as she walks to the left of me
" Hello, I'm Toxic_Soul, but you can just call me Toxic and I'm the creator of this and also Error, I'm not nine, I'm actually older than that," She says trying to sound like she's optimistic, but I can tell she doesn't like being optimistic that much.
" Actually I don't like being optimistic at all!" She says as we get closer to my house. I turn to my left again because she fell silent, then I realized she disappeared. I can't believe she actually knew what I was thinking.

     I go to the front door of my house and open the door, and of course, it's unlocked, Mom do you know how to lock a damn door?. I go inside to see my Mom, hungover and sitting on the couch and near 4 empty beer bottles.

' Mom, there are other ways to cope with your problems, you know?' I think to myself as I pick up the empty bottles and put them into the beer box in the garage.

     " Error?" I hear my Mom shout from inside the house. I roll my eye lights and go back inside. I walk over to my Mom and try to avoid raising my voice at her or else I get a beating.
" WhAt Do YoU nEeD, MoM?" I say sounding agitated. She giggles and then says my name again 'r' this time.
' I'm not wasting my time anymore'. I head upstairs to avoid agitating my Mom.

      I open my bedroom door and go inside my room. I sit on the floor next to my charging, bad condition, computer and open it up. I sign into my computer and I hope onto my messages and go onto the group chat ' The Bad Sans' '.

      I click on the chat and I start off with a subtle ' Sup', hoping no one would notice me even joining, but, of course, I assumed wrong once again. They all noticed that I was in the chat. Great, now I have to say hello to people, wonderful...

AUTHORS NOTE:
     BOI I DID IT I WROTE MY THIRD CHAPTER WITHOUT DYING INSIDE!!!. Hopefully, you guys are actually enjoying this story so far. I would hope you do if you've read this far.

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