Part 2

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(YN PoV)
I handed him the umbrella and then... He hid his head under it?
YN: "it can't be that serious."
Mysterious boy: "wait and see!" He said from under the umbrella.
The girls noticed me, they ran as fast as possible.
"HAVE YOU SEEN A GUY WITH BROWN EYES AND LIGHT BROWN HAIR?!"
They yelled.
YN: "nope sorry.."
Was he famous or something? He had screaming girls chasing him? He can't be normal.
YN: "umm.. Hello??"
He was very quiet under that umbrella.
Mysterious boy: "are they gone?" He whispered.
YN: "well can you hear them?"
Mysterious boy: "I'm serious! Are they gone?!"
YN: "YES!"
Who does he think he is? A perfect human being who can just be rude towards others?
He "came" back from under the umbrella and looked at me. Or rather stared.
YN: "umm?"
Mysterious boy: "oh sorry, here."
YN: "thanks I guess."
Mysterious boy: "thank you for the help!"
YN: "who even are you?"
Mysterious boy: "haven't you heard of me?"
YN: "no? Am I supposed to know who you are?"
Mysterious boy: "well everyone in Norway knows who I am, so yeah you're supposed to know who I am."
YN: "well I'm not interested in getting to know you Mr. Famous!"
Mysterious boy: "do you even know who you're talking to?"
YN: "NO?! I THOUGHT I MADE THAT CLEAR ALREADY?!"
Mysterious boy: "do you know Marcus and Martinus?"
YN: "nope. And I have to leave."
Mysterious boy: "can't you stay?"
YN: "no thanks, I'm fine."
The girls screams came closer.
Mysterious boy: "please.."
YN: "if you are in so much trouble then call someone?"
Mysterious boy: "I can't, I forgot my phone."
YN: "you can borrow mine"
Mysterious boy: "but I can't remember my dads number"
YN: "are you kidding me? You just want me to stay right?"
Mysterious boy: "maybe"
YN: "take my umbrella and hide here all night if you want to, I need to go home, sorry"
I handed him my yellow umbrella.
Mysterious boy: "well thanks for noting"
YN: "OH SHUT UP! Who do you think you are? Just because you're famous, doesn't mean you can walk around and treat others like shit, if you really wanted me to stay, you would've been nice to me, and maybe not been such a dick. But what do I know right? I'm just a normal girl. Bye Mr. Famous"
Mysterious boy: "my name's not Mr. Famous"
YN: "I don't care"
Mysterious boy: "well you should"
YN: "bye"
I walked away, why was he such an asshole?
As I was walking, I kinda starting feeling bad for him.
He was just sitting there alone in the rain, but he can probably find home or something right? He didn't look helpless at least. He can probably find a taxi.
And as my thoughts were going crazy, I turned around.
I walked back to the boy, he was...

Really shitty, sorry:/

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