Zander: We're not done talking about this.
Luke: I am.
Zander: Well I'm not!
Luke: Listen, Stacy is just a friend.
Zander: Yeah, a friend who's already sent 6 text messages to you today!
(Luke's phone buzzes)
Zander: Seven.
Luke: You don't know if that's her.
Zander: Is it?
Luke: *looks at his phone* Um, what's your favorite tropical fruit?
Zander: Mangoes, and I don't like your new little friendship with Stacy!
Luke: It's a text message.
Zander: And what does it say? Maybe, *puts on a high voice* Hey Luke, my daddy just got richer and I just got prettier and let's make out.
Luke: Okay, let me see if I understand you.
Zander: Let's see if you do.
Luke: Because, you and I date, I can't be friends with other people?
Zander: You can be friends with ugly people.
Luke: You know what you— Jake, Jake! Can you come here for a minute?
Jake: What?
Luke: If you were my boyfriend—
Zander: What a great way to start the question.
Luke: *ignores him* Would you be mad if I was just friends with Stacy?
Zander: Who cares what he thinks?
Jake: Honestly, I wouldn't love it.
Zander, putting an arm around Jake's shoulder: I care what he thinks.
Luke: How can you say that? You don't even—
Jake: Look, I really don't wanna be a part of this— *tries to leave*
Zander, grabbing his arm and pulling him back beside him: No, you're not going anywhere.
Luke: So you don't think that a person should just trust their lover?
Jake: No, I- I do—
Zander: Get out of here Jake.
Jake: I'd love to! *tries to leave again*
Luke: Stay.
Jake: *groans and comes back*
Zander: You know what?
Luke: Tell me what.
Jake: No, no, don't tell him what!
Zander: We're done.
Jake: Zander!?
Luke: So you're breaking up with me?
Jake: No, no, no, no, no he's not—
Zander: Yeah, I am. *starts leaving*
Jake: Oh, he is.
Luke: You're being ridiculous!
Zander: Why do you care, I'm not your boyfriend anymore!
-
Jake, opening his door: Zander?
Zander: *enters without asking*
Jake: And now you're in my house. *closes the door*
Zander, holding up a kite: This kite is broken.
Jake: ...okay, and?
Zander: I was just walking around and *sniff* *voice higher than usual* I saw this kite and it's broken and somebody has to fix it!
Jake: ...you want me to fix your kite?
Zander, throwing the kite away and stepping on it: WILL YOU FORGET ABOUT THE STUPID KITE?
Jake: I'm sorry I brought it up?
Zander, sobbing and an emotional mess: I WANT LUKE BACK!
Jake: But you broke up with Luke?
Zander, sitting (more like throwing himself) on the couch: I KNOW! But I was just mad, I still love him!
Jake: Zander, if you wanna get back together with Luke, then why don't you just tell him?
Zander: I did, but he rejected me! *continues sobbing*
Jake: Um, not to be mean, but why are you coming to me for help?
Zander: BECAUSE I DON'T WANT ANYONE COOL TO SEE ME LIKE THIS!
Jake: Okay, maybe you should— wait, are we frie— we're not even friends!
Zander: Yeah but maybe if you helped me then I'll like you!
Jake, sitting down beside him: So, if I help you I get a mean friend and a broken kite?
Zander, grabbing a nearby pillow and sobbing into it: Please, just please talk to Luke for me!
Jake: *awkwardly pats Zander's back* Okay. OKAY, okay! I'll talk to Luke!
Zander, his voice muffled: Do it soon.
Zander: *removes his head from the pillow and sniffs* I got a little makeup on your pillow...
Jake: It's okay... I'll just, ask my grandmother to make me another one. If she ever comes back to life.
Zander: *actually feels guilty*
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delicate • a collection of the music freaks oneshots
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