Howdy howdy! Considering I'm basically done with highschool, I can maybe write more? I dunno, I'll try my best though if people still want me to, anyways, here ya go, a bit of angst? Fluff? A mixture?
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Dippers POV:
I walk down the long hall and out the big doors of the university and make my way toward the student parking to my powder blue car, parked perfectly between the fading yellow lines. My shoes slap against the warm pavement, the sun been beaming down onto it all afternoon causing it to heat up. My car surely sweltering hot as I approach and unlock the doors with a click of the buttons on my keys. Looking beside my car, I see an obnoxious golden truck glowing and reflecting rays of sunshine everywhere parked beside mine. The driver clearly didn't care to park correctly as one of the tires lay directly on top of the line closest to my car. I give a roll of my eyes at the knowledge of who owns the truck before pulling my car door open to let some air in. Looking over, I see a certain blond man sitting in the drivers seat of his car on his phone with a mischievous smirk on his lips. I grab his attention by knocking on his window and smile up at him.
"I didn't know you were still here, you hooligan." I grin from the disgusted look on his face from the name I had given him.
"Okay first of all, what are you 70? And second of all, of course I'm here I had detention of course!" He says proudly as I give another roll of my eyes.
"What'd you do this time? Call a professor a name again?" I question with a sly grin still on my lips as I lean my head against my arm as it rests against the warm metal of the truck.
"Well, I mean she started it considering she called me a, 'ignoramus', whatever that means.." He mumbles the last part as he looks back to his phone before frowning and instantly turning it off.
"It's Chelsea again, isn't it?" I ask as my grin instantly fades to a frown.
He nods before quickly shoving his keys into the ignition, starting up his truck with a loud hum of the engine. I step back a bit as I call out to him before he drives off, leaving me there in the parking lot alone. I quickly shake my head to bring me from my state of mind, turning to my car and quickly following suit and starting up the car and pulling out of the parking spot. Turning on the radio, I play some soft music as I drive home to my shared apartment with the previous man I had been talking to.
Bill and I had been friends since middle school, and of course he was a play boy since with his handsome looks and smooth charismatic personality. While I had been the more quiet, book smart best friend he always protected from jerks who had peaked in high school, who are now very likely a janitor. We decided to be roommates for college and rent an apartment in the suburbs. It was close to everything, including the rude and very unfaithful ex-girlfriend of Bills, who definitely despised me because I see through her lies.
Pulling in to the parking garage, I pull the keys out of the ignition after parking in the spot beside Bill's truck. Stepping out, I close the car door and listen to the echo of it in the large, silent garage. Everyone in the building parks here, but not many are down here at the same time, meaning a quiet place to hide away if needed. I walk up to the elevator before pressing the glowing '16' button and wait patiently in front of the large metal doors. Hearing the soft hum of the elevator coming down, I look back once more before looking back just in time for the doors to slowly open before my eyes. Revealing the small room with a quiet time playing, I step in and turn back to the doors as they close slowly once more before lifting me up to my floor.
A loud ding breaks me from my daze as I reach my destination, the doors opening to reveal a mother and her small child standing before me. I give a warm smile to both before stepping out and walking down the long empty hall towards my shared apartment. The faded numbers on our door comes into sight and I wrap my hand around the metal door before turning it slowly and opening the door to allow me to step in. Peaking my head in first, I step in after no sign of Bill is seen yet. I skip my shoes off and onto the mat we leave my the door for them and I set my keys down into the bowl beside the door. The jingle of my keys hitting the glass bowl with a soft thud is the only sound through the apartment.
"Bill?" I call out into the room, no answer as I walk further into the empty room.
Looking into the kitchen to see an empty room as well, I frown knowing he's run off to hide in his room. I pad over to the door and raise my fist to give a firm knock on the wood, no noise being heard in the room.
"I'm coming in, whether you like it or not." I sternly say, tired of the silent treatment I receive every time Chelsea is a problem.
My eyes adjust to the dark of the room as I look to the bed where a large mound of blankets lays and a Bills silhouette is barely noticeable in the dark room.
"Come on man, you can't keep doing this every time she messages." I huff, pulling at the blankets weakly as he pulls back to keep them covering his form.
I give one more hard tug before he lets go when I'm pulling to cause me to fall down to the hard ground on my butt, a yelp filling the rooms silence as I lay on the ground. I frown before my brows furrow in anger.
"Come on man! Stop missing someone who doesn't give a fuck about you!" I growl out in anger as I yank the blankets off him and stand there fuming.
Looking down to his curled up form, I see tears staining his cheeks and sad red eyes looking up at me.
"Ah jeez," I say with a melancholy tone, a frown quickly coming to my face as I sit down on the edge of the bed.
"C'mere dude, it'll be okay." I say with a broken heart, quickly feeling my heart break at the sight.
I had planned to ask him out because it had been a full 3 months since this was a problem. With no
she-demon around, I thought I had a chance to give him the world.
"No one will love me, I'm a terrible person, I deserve nothing.." He whispers against my side as he curls up against me, sobbing into my shirt.
"Now you know that's not true, Bill..." I say, my eyes darting away as I blush, thankfully he couldn't see because of the lack of lighting in the room.
"Who would like me?! Clearly no one if I get dumped this much!" He yells, sitting up to look at me as his frown only grows more at his statement.
A long silence fills the room as I bite my lip, considering the pros and cons of just blurting our my confession.
"Exactly, no one.." he says as his shoulders slump, his head hanging low with tears streaming down his cheeks again.
"ME! Alright?! Me, I love you Bill! Is that what you wanted to hear?" I yell, looking up at him as I grab his chin with my hand, lifting his gaze up to look at me.
His eyes widen as he stutters and searches for words but ultimately coming up with blanks.
"I-I, actually, forget I said anything I shoul-", I try to stand up before I'm pulled down and pressed against a firm chest, arms wrapped around me in a tight hug.
"Thank god.." I hear a soft sigh leave his lips as Bill holds me close against him, his arms squeezing me tight, I almost let out a giggle of happiness at his words but hold back to not ruin the mood.
Reaching up, I let my hands rest on his as I lean back and relax agains him, a blush quickly spreading across my cheeks at the closeness.
"I love you too, Pinetree.." He mumbles against my skin, with a soft kiss before he nuzzles in against me and pulls me down to cover us up.
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I can't tell if I like this or not :/
