DAVE X READER Stalked by the Cool Kid (11)

"Hey, are you ok?"
===>___:Freak.
You drop your earbuds.

'ASDFGHJ'
"ASDFGHFF-STRIDER. WHAT. WHEN DID YOU-WHYYYYY."
"....."

You didn't expect to open your eyes and see Dave hiding under the table with you.
You had actually momentarily forgot about his presence.
Somehow.
Even though you hadn't left his sight for the past, like, seven hours.
You're weird.
That's the point I'm trying to make here.

==>____: Facepalm for looking like a total Dunce at Starbucks anyway.

You whispered roughly.
"D-STRIDER. WHY ARE YOU HIDING??"
"Well why are you?"
"WHY ARE YOU' WAS WHAT I ASKED FIRST!!!"

The boy shrugged.
"Are you al-"
"Dave?" The head jerk-face called, A-.. Something.. God, how do you forget her name in one weekend? .. Alison! Right, Right... Somethin' like that.

Dave tried to get out from under the table and back into his seat quickly, a little too quickly, and bumped his head.
"Ow. Yeah?" He asked, quickly returning to his seat and pretending like he was there the whole time.

"Uhm, Why were you under the table?"

Fuck.
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck!!!


Wait a second.
WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU UNDER THE TABLE- YOU FUCKING WIMP??

===>___: MAN THE- Uh, Uhm.. JUST GET THE FUCK UP.

"I was-"
"Talking to me! We were talking." You stated as you popped up across from him right before the group of girls tried to sit down. They all stepped back and gave a 'YOOUU!!!!!!!!' face.

"EXCUSE ME, EXCUSE ME, IF I COULD JUST CUT IN ONE SECOND HERE." Yelled a girl as she pushed past and stumbled through the group of girls.

"What the hell.." Muttered Alison, at the sight of you, and the stranger. Everyone gave her weird looks- Well, accept Dave, 'c ause he's, like, Dave. he just raised his eyebrows. 

This random lady-thing seemed to be around your age. She had black shoulder length hair and seemed to be a little more on the tomboy side. Her hands were shoved deep into her unzipped gray jacket. She had on a black tank top, a black and white striped belt, ripped black jeans, and converse. She also seemed a little shorter than average.
And Crazy.
A whooollleee lotta crazy.

"Uh.."
"NOW YOU GUYS LISTEN HERE. TAKE THIS OUTSIDE SO YOU DON'T DISRUPT THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE OF STARBUCKS." The girl yelled, disturbing all the peace.
All of it.

"No offense, you seem to be doing that on your o-"
"DON'T YOU TALK BACK TO ME, I AM GODDDD." The girl screamed, grabbing you by the arm, and shoving all of you out of the Starbucks, receiving protest from everyone.

"What the hell?" Dave questioned, outside as well.
"I DON'T KNOW MAN, I RAN OUT OF IDEAS."
"What?.." You mumbled.
"I SAID. I RAN OUT. OF FUCKING. IDEAAAAAS."

Alison and her gang were not liking this. One of the girls spoke out, "Who the hell are y-"
"SHUT YOUR FACE GIRL, OR I'LL BREAK YOU LIKE A FUCKING KIT-KAT...." The stranger immediately whipped around to face you.


"I CAN'T DO IT."
"Uhm... What?" You asked.
"I SAID. I CAN'T DO IT. I CAN'T MAKE ALISON HIT DAVE."

"....." x7 Combo. The whole group was silent.

"What." You blinked a few times.

"I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCKKK TO DO, SO I ASKED AROUND, AND THIS WHOLE THING WAS THOUGHT UP, AND I WAS ALL 'Yeah man, this plot is the shiz' BUT MY BRAIN IS ALL 'NAHHHHH FORGET THAT SHET AND PROCRASTINATE SOME MORE' so I'm just like 'YO THE ENTER KEY ON THIS FUCKING KEYBOARD IS FUCKIN' FIXED, I'M GONNA DO- WOAHHHH NO YOU AIN'T, YOU'RE GONNA GO MAKE SOME OATMEAL. READ SOME ARISA. THAT'S A FUCKIN' GOOD MANGA, RIGHT?'- AND WHATEVER, AND I DIDN'T, DON'T, CAN'T GO THROUGH WITH THIS, I DON'T KNOW, IT AIN'T HAPPENIN. SO..." She finally stopped for air, turning to face Alison and her gang. " YOU FUCKWADS HAVE TO, LIKE, GO DO SOMETHING ELSE. YOU CAN'T BOTHER DAVE AND THIS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL HUMAN RIGHT HERE, HERE, RIGHT NOW. YOU COME BACK LATER WHEN I FEEL LIKE PROCRASTINATING THIS LONG AWAITED SHIP AGAIN."

"Uh-"
"BEEP BEEP, TIMES UP TO LEAVE. DAVE, THIS BITCH WAS MEAN TO ____ AND ALL THESE DERP-WADS KINDA GANGED UP ON HER LAST WEEK AND UH.. THEY BULLY ___ ALL THE TIME.. AND UH.. THEY.. WHAT ELSE DO YOU DO.."

"Hey, wait a secon-" Alison tried to intervene, but the girl kept ranting, and grabbed Dave by his shirt.

"THEY KICKED HER CAT ONCE, AND THEY PUT A HELLA BUNCH OF OATS- NOTES. I MEAN NOTES. IN HER LOCKER 'BOUT HOW MUCHSHESUHJS- UHHHH WHY CAN'T I FUCKING SPEAK LIKE A NORMAL FUCKING HUMAN. POINT IS, SHITFACE, YOUR FANBASE IS RUINING THIS GIRL'S LIFE, AND YOU NEED TO STRAIGHTEN OUT YOUR SHIT!" 

"Wha-" "SHSHHSHSHS STRIDER. SHHHH. IT'S OKAY. BUT IT'S TRUE." The girl screamed, letting go of Dave and somehow spartan kicking Alison and her entire group into the alleyway that apparently just so happen to be right next to Starbucks. 

"Uhhhhhh..."
"SHHHHHH, ____, IT'S ALL GOING TO BE COOL." The girl assured as she held a random longboard.

"Are those rockets strapped to your board?"
"SHUT IT STRIDER. GO MAKE-OUT WITH ____ . GO TO THE FUCKING PARK OR SOME SHIT."

"Quick question- Uhm, Two, I guess..."
"SPEAK UP SUGAR FACE, I GOTTA GO BE THE SECOND HUSSIE."
"Uh.... Riiiiiiiiiiiiggggggghhhhhhhhhhht..."
"YOUR QUESTIONS?????"
"Right-Well-Uh, Who are you-" "YOU'LL FIND OUT LATER, NEXT QUESTION." "Uh-Uhm..Isn't that dangerous?.. What you're doing there..?" You pointed to the longboard the girl was standing on as she pulled out a small black remote. 
"Safety's for chumps." She stated, not yelling for once. 

"Oh." You thought.
"Swag."
 The girl pressed the red button on the remote, sending her off into the moonrise as she yelled "WHO NEEDS SWAG WHEN YOU'VE GOT MOJO~~~"

You and Dave stared silently at the sky for a few minutes, then at each other, then everywhere else.
No one else seemed to notice any of what had just happened.
None of it.

The two of you remained silent, watching the sky as it began to darken more and more, due to the setting sun. All was quiet until you finally found some words to say.

"... What just happened."
" I have no fucking clue."

---

After that whole, Uh... thing, you and Dave considered that crazy girl's words on 'going to the fucking park or some shit.' You and Dave walked there quietly in the beginning, until what the girl had said came up. Dave and you talked the rest of the walk there, all about how his fangirls had mistreated you that week, and how even before you ever talked to Dave, they had never really liked you. 

You thought about all this stuff when you were hanging out with Dave earlier, listening to his music. How much trouble he's technically caused you, and how close you two are getting, how fast it's happening, and how it's only been a week since he started his advancements on you. A lot changed in this one week of being around this boy. A l-

"And I'm so- Holy shit, is that the fucking Mayor?" Dave's sudden change in tone broke you out of your thoughts.
"W-what??"
"It's the motherfucking Mayor, ___." 
You decided to take a look in the direction Dave was facing. You saw a... little kid?.. Whatever-Guy, he..? Was small and apparently all black and shadowy or something, wrapped in bandages- Alright, you can't fucking describe shit for shit, so let's just say, You saw the fucking 'Mayor' sitting in the grass, near some bushes. Dave did that 'woosh' thing, and was next to the Mayor faster than you could blink. Suddenly, a bunch of cans were pushed out from under the bush by someone with gray sleeves. The pair of arms quickly retreated, and 'The Mayor' began stacking them. Dave quickly joined and helped him.

"Uhh..-"


FWOOOOSHHHSHSOWOSH-CRASH** A figure on a board of some kind rocketed out of the bush near The Mayor, and crash landed into a pair of Trash Cans down the street.
 
"..............."
You suddenly became 800% DONE with your life, and helped Dave and The Mayor build a small town made of cans.