Your The Angel In My Life

A Familiar Face

Suddenly, I felt arms wrap around me, pulling me closer to them in a swift motion. Just as I'd make contact to the second body, a student not paying attention would rush past. I would look to see who grabbed me.

Ba-Dum Ba-Dum Ba-Dum

It was...

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*Zak POV*

"You muffin! Be more careful ok?!" 

Darryl.. It was him who pulled me away.

"Thanks. I guess.."

I'd be red in the face from embarrassment in not being more careful, and also the fact that this new friend was holding onto me tight, not letting go.

"Uhhhh... Darryl you can let go now"

He would let go in a swift motion. His face would be bright pink in embarrassment.

"Oh my goodness!! I-I'm er-- I'm so sorry! I should have let go-."

After hearing how shy Darryl sounded, I thought I'd mess with him a bit. I'd turn around and would look Darryl into his eyes.

"How about next time you don't let go. I kinda enjoyed the hug anyway."

"Oh my goodness- Zak you better be messing around."

His cheeks would be slowly turning from a bright pink to a deep red.

"What if I'm not?" I'd say with a cheeky smirk on my face.

"Oh my- SKEPPY!"

He would immediately put a hand over his mouth. I'd look at him in shock and would take a few steps back. Seeing me do this was enough to convince Darryl into talking once more.

"W-Wait.... Zak... Let me explain."

I'd get up close to him with a confused and worried expression on my face. My tone of voice wasn't any better than the expression I was giving off. Said tone was anger.

"How did you know about my YouTube channel name..."

In my last school, I was taunted and made fun of every single day for having a Minecraft YouTube channel. Let alone, naming it "Skeppy". 

"I uh... call everyone Skeppy when they annoy me! Y-yes.."

"You're a terrible liar Darryl. I don't even need to have known you for so long to know that. Tell me the truth."

"Ughhh ok fine.. I play with this kid who's username is Skeppy an-."

He'd stop right in the middle of his sentence. His face would go from anguish to shock in just a few seconds. It seemed as if a bunch of things were making sense now.

"N-no you can't be.."

"Can't be what..?"

"You're actually Skeppy! How could I have not realized sooner! From your tone of voice, and the way you acted. Oh my goodness! Your even wearing that blue hoodie with your skin's face on it!"

Each word he said would put me deeper and deeper into a state of shock. Realization was slowly hitting me as well as I began to put all the pieces together. This was no unfamiliar face. This was no new friend. This was no stranger anymore. This was BadBoyHalo, the muffin who I've known for ages. Bbh was one of the only true friends I'd ever had; now being able to know him in real life... was unbelievable.

So many memories rushed back into my head. All the times he cheered me up. All the times he made me feel like me again. All the times he made me feel.. loved... and not alone. I couldn't believe this boy standing in front of me was THE BadBoyHalo I've always dreamed of meeting. I threw my arms around him, holding him tight, sobbing into his black and red sweater.

"Hey... muffin... its ok.."

"Baldboy you don't know how long I've been waiting to meet you for. You don't know how many times I've actually wanted to hug you like this. Y-you... you..."

The taller boy, Darryl, would shut me up by kissing my forehead. I could feel heat rush to my cheeks, and I could tell the same was happening to him.

"Skeppy... I didn't know you were that emotionally attached to me..."

He'd mumble something under his breath.

"Say that again Bald...", I'd say to him. The sentence being slightly muffled due to the fact my face was buried deep into his chest.

"I-I didn't know you felt the same way I did.." The blonde boy would struggle to say.

I would look up, eyes slightly pink and puffy from crying. My cheeks stained with my previous tears.

"Darryl I--."

I'd be cut off by a high-pitched feminine voice.

"YOU BOYS! TO MY OFFICE, NOW!"

We both would turn to look at her. Her facial expression would go from angry to remorse and regret very quickly. 

"Oh, I'm deeply sorry, am I interrupting something..?"

I'd begin to open my mouth, but Bad would speak before I could say anything.

"No Mrs. Jane.. My friend here just is having an allergic reaction."

"Oh my, oh my! Does he need any medication? An EpiPen??"

I'd shake my head no, slowly.

"Just because I so rudely assumed you two were skipping, rather than dealing with a serious issue, I'll let this slide. Be sure to get to your next classes on time though."

"Thank you so much Miss", both he and I would say.

She would nod, then smile, and would walk off in the other direction.

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I feel like this story is moving a bit too fast--

I dunno, I'll try to slow it down. I do have  bunch of ideas how to thankfully, but yea.