Dave x Reader [Part 4]

  {Early Sunday Moring: 4:13 A.M., (Name’s) House}
   
  *Author’s P.O.V*

     (Name) tossed and turned in her bed as she tried to sleep. Her mind was racing, feeling confused as to why John had kissed her in the first place. John was dating Vriska. Wasn’t he? Yeah, she was sure of it. The event ran through her mind over and over again, like someone was hitting the replay button. (Name) had absolutely no idea how she felt about it. Did she like it? No! That’s absurd! (Name) likes Dave and Dave only. She sighed and turned over, smashing her face into her pillow and screamed as loud as she could. (Name) grabbed her phone and unlocked it, squinting her eyes as the bright light shined in her face.

   ‘1 New Voicemail from: Dave’, she mentally read. (Name) sighed and checked it, of course, the usual ‘Call me back’ voicemails she always got. She put her phone back on her nightstand and finally, after hours of confusion, fell asleep.

  -Time Skip-

        {10:00 A.M., John’s House}

 John stood in his kitchen, hoping to find something other to than cake. Oh, how he hated cake. He scratched the back of his neck, and opened the cabinets. Nothing. ‘Oh well’, he thought, ‘I guess I wasn’t really that hungry anyway…’
John thought about what had happened last night, how he got to see (Name), the way she looked, her (Hair Length and Color) in a loose bun, the way her (Eye Color) orbs sparkled as they laughed and talked together. When John walked her home he made the decision, he was going to kiss (Name). He knew it was wrong, since he had been dating Vriska, but he couldn’t help himself. (Name) was beautiful and all of the boys their age knew it. Hell, (Name) could get any guy she wanted, and everyone knew that. She was friends with everyone and tried to be as kind and caring to everyone she met. But there was always that one person that got in the way of everything…
 
   Dave.
 
    Sure, Dave and John were best friends, but when it came to (Name) it was all a competition. Who could make her laugh easier, all of that junk. But of course, Dave always won. John had to admit, he was jealous of Dave. The way he could make her laugh, smile, blush. But now, that didn’t matter anymore. John was dating Vriska and Dave would easily make (Name) fall head over heels in love with him. There was no doubt about it. John pushed all of those thoughts away as he closed his front door, and left to go see (Name).

       *Dave’s P.O.V*

   I was on my way to (Name)’s house. Today’s the day I’m to tell her how I feel about her. As I approached her front door, I began to feel my palms start to sweat out of nervousness. I pushed up my shades and knocked on her door.
 
  “One second!” She called out. I could hear her run down her stairs and to the door. She opened it with a smile, and hugged me tight. I tried hard to fight the slight blush that was surely about to cross my cheeks, and thank God it worked. I smirked, “Well good morning to you too.” (Name) giggled,”Hey. Come in!”
 
   She invited me in, than dragged me to the couch to sit down with her. We hit the cushions with a slight thud. As I looked at her, she looked nervous about something, twiddling her thumbs as she looked down.
 
   “Something wrong, (Name)?” I asked her as she sighed. “Promise you won’t be mad?” She asked quietly, and looked up at me.

  “I promise.” I said, waiting for her to reply.

  “Well. Last night while I was working, John came in, and we talked, and than he walked me home.” (Name) said.

  “And?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I waited curiously.
 
    “And he sorta kissed me…” I felt a rush of anger flow through my veins. There’s no way Egbert did that. He’s dating Vriska, that bastard. “He did what?” I asked with a slight tone of anger in my voice.

   “Dave I—“ I cut her off and stood up, watching her as she stood up also. “You let him do that? You can’t just screw around with my emotions like that (Name)! It’s not coo—“

  Before I knew it, I was interrupted by her lips pressed against mine, and her fists gripping my shirt. It took me a minute to process what was going on, but as soon as it got through my head, I realized (Name) was kissing me. I kissed her back anxiously, holding her tightly.

 As soon as she pulled away, the doorbell rang, signaling someone was at the door.


 ~To Be Continued?...~