Woso Oneshots

Distractions, Esme Morgan.

Okay, someone's requested an Esme fic. I asked what they wanted it to be about, but they didn't reply. Kinda annoying, but it's okay cause I've got an idea, so we live with it.

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Y/n's pov.

It's one of those days where I can't seem to focus on any one thing. I keep getting distracted, and it's really pissing off.

I don't know what it is because I've definitely taken my meds, and I'm not angry at anything.

It can't even be that I'm missing Esme because we're at camp, and she's sat next to me right now.

'Y/n, are you even listening?' Leah's voice snaps me out of my thoughts for the fith time in ten minutes.

'What? Yeah, mate, course I am.' I tell her unconvincingly.

'Okay, what did I say then?' She asks.

Well shit.

Now, this could go one of two ways, I could either tell her the truth and then get everyone lecturing me about being distracted, or I could just lie. I'll probably lie.

'You said that my music taste is way better than yours, and you wish you had my amazing talent on being absolutely amazing.' I smirk.

That's definitely something she would say.

'You could've at least made it believable, trouble.' Lucy snorts, ruffling up my hair.

'I think Leah would say that to be fair.' I shrug, not caring that I'm still getting glared at by the blond.

'Sure, she would.' Lotte agrees with me sarcastically.

'She would.' I try to plead my case, but it's not working, and Leah's face just gets redder and redder.

Maybe I should stop.

Nah.

'Leah, come on. You would say that, right?' I smirk, knowing I'm just winding her up more.

'It doesn't matter. Either way, that's not what I said.' She groans.

'I knew it!' I shout excitedly. 'I knew you liked my music more.' Well, she didn't deny it, did she.

I think she's a tad bit angry now, though. Oh well, nothing I'm not used to.

I don't like being like this. Half the things I say just come out, and I don't like making people angry. It just happens.

'Have you taken your meds today?' Leah sighs.

Esme turns to look at me, eager to know the answer.

'Yeah, what's that got to do with anything?' Honestly, you do one thing wrong, and suddenly, everyone thinks you've gone mental again.

I only stopped taking them a few times, and that was in protest. I have nothing to protest about.

You know what would be good right now, a 50p energy. That'd sort me out. Well, it wouldn't, but I'm really craving one, and I ain't had one in like three days.

'Are you sure?' My girlfriend asks me.

'Yeah, I swear.' Okay, sometimes I forget, but today is not one of those days.

'Let's just calm down for a minute, then yeah.' Esme persuades me to chill back out, which to be fair. I was already doing that until Leah attacked me.

I do end up zoning out after spotting a squirrel out of the window. After that, I just gave up on listening. I'm very shit at listening.

'Can I go yet?' I stop Leah halfway through a sentence.

'Just go, you're not listening anyway.' She rolls her eyes.