wish i were heather... || Skeppy x Reader FF

satisfied

As George drove you through the beautiful streets in London, you see a lot of things that you missed. You were born in England, and grew up here for a few years. Until, when you were 7, your family had to move to America due to your mother's work. You were super close to George and you both used to play with each other everyday.

"Hey, that's red telephone box that we used to play at! I remember us getting scolded by mother." George laughs. "Yeah, I remember too." You look on your left to see a cafe that was covered in all pink. "Wow, Ms. Bright still runs that cafe?" George takes a look at it and he doesn't really like the view. "By the looks of it, yeah. Ugh, I hate going in there." You smile and turn to him. 

"What? I thought you loved going in there? You know, with the pink napkins with sparkles-" "Ok, stop that." He looks at you and you both laugh loudly together. After a few minutes of driving, you arrive at George's house.  It was at Brighton, and the view there was amazing. His house had a beautiful view of the beach and it was already in the afternoon, so the sky was amazing. 

George carries your bag all the way up your bedroom. You enter the room to se the same things inside. Your old bed, curtains, desk, dresser. You missed everything inside. As you look at your desk, you see a photo frame of you and George in front of Big Ben. "Wow, how old were we in this picture? Maybe like, 5? And you were 8!" 

He picks the photo up and smiles. "Yeah. Now come on, get settled in and get downstairs for dinner. I ordered pizza." He pinches your cheeks and exits your room. He closes the door, leaving you all alone in your bedroom. You open your luggage to see a photo frame of you and Zak. You take it out from the luggage and put it on your desk, right next to George's photo.

• • •

Zak sits at the living room, with all the lights turned off. The rain continued to pour, as it covers the tears of him crying. A knock on the door was heard, and the person walked right inside. Zak didn't even bother looking up to see who it was. The person turned on the lights and sees Zak on the couch, devastated. 

"Zak?"

He lifts up his head and sees someone familiar. He couldn't believe who it was. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the figure again. He smiled and ran towards them. "Bad?" He couldn't believe that Darryl was there. He gave a big hug and cried on his shoulders. Darryl was confused. "Zak? Zak, what happened?" 

"She left, Darryl. She's gone." 

Darryl dropped his bag and tried to comfort Zak. He kept on crying to the point where his legs were weak and couldn't bear to let him stand up again. "Ok, let's sit down, then we'll talk, ok?" Darryl held on to Zak and they sat down on the couch. "She left for London. She's staying with George, her cousin. Which is also the GeorgeNotFound."

"Wow, really? What a coincidence. I'm sorry, Skeppy." Zak shakes his head. "No, it was my fault. I messed up Bad, I fucked up!" Darryl was surprised. "Woah, first of all, language. And secondly, no, it wasn't your fault. It happens." "If I didn't date Heather, none of this would happen! 

The door bursts open, revealing Heather, wet from the rain. "Ah, sorry for busting in here. Well, I can just come in anytime, right?" Zak stood up. "Leave." Heather was confused. "Excuse me?" Zak kicked the coffee table, making all the photos of you and him fall down. "I said LEAVE!" "Zak, why the fuck are you being like this? Are you fucking stupid?" 

"Yeah, I am stupid. For dating you." Her jaw dropped. "What? You're totally mad!" Darryl watched them argue from a far. "I am fucking mad! Did you remember when you asked me if she was more important than you?" Zak knocks over a pot of fake flowers. "My final answer is yes, she is more important than you. You just, came here, take me to your house and made me drunk on purpose, just so that (Y/n) could run away from me!" 

Heather pouts and holds Zak's face. "But, I love you!" Zak pushes her away aggressively. "You wanna know something? Out of my whole dating experience, you are the worst. We're breaking up." He turns away but she grabs his hand. "No, please. Give me another chance." "I'm not giving you anymore chances. It's either you're leaving, or I am." Heather still won't let go. "I'm not leaving unless you're staying with me." 

"Then I'll be the one leaving." He picks up his car keys and takes a hat. "Bad, we're leaving!" He furiously walks out from the door, with Darryl following him. Heather looks at them leaving, as she drops on the floor, crying. 

• • •

You were chilling on your bed, watching Netflix on your laptop. You had a bag of popcorn beside you. You could hear George from his room, screaming while playing Minecraft. Most probably with Dream and Sapnap. You remembered the days when you could hear Zak playing Minecraft with BadBoyHalo all the time and it would make you happy. 

But for now, you don't want to remind yourself of the past. As you reached midway into the movie, your phone started ringing. It was a call from Jennifer. You paused the movie and picked up the call. "Hey, Jenn."

"Coco! How's England so far?" You laugh. "Girl, I just arrived here like, a few hours ago!" Jennifer laughs and sighs. "We miss you already." "Aw, I miss you two, too!" You stood up and walked towards the giant window that you could sit at. "Anyways, I have some news for you." You look out the window. "Wow, already?"

"Zak and Heather broke up." You were speechless. "What? Seriously?" "Yes! Zak just texted me saying that they broke up!" You sighed. "Wow, um. I really don't know how to respond to that." Jennifer chuckles. "Well, I have to go now. Via needs some help with cleaning her room." You nod and smile. "Ok, bye Jenn." "Bye, bitch! Love ya'!"

And the phone hangs up. 

You set down your phone and you let out a small grin. It was, as you supposed, a satisfied grin. 

'That's my diamond man.'