𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ☂︎ 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬

CHAPTER 32 ☂︎ IF I WERE TO DATE

Y/n ran away from the group. She found an alleyway and hid there for a second, trying to remember where the Superstar was. She arrived at the Superstar, seeing everyone else already there.
    
"Look," Luther started, "I hate to be the one to say this, but everyone needs to be prepared."
    
"For what?" Diego questioned.
    
"To do whatever it takes to stop Vanya." Luther said, making Allison hit him with the notepad, "I—" He sighed, "We make not have a choice, Allison."
    
"Bullshit." Diego cursed.
    
"Like I said," Y/n started, crossing her arms, "Luther, there is always choice."
    
"Yeah, like what?" Five questioned as he looked over at her.
    
"I don't know, but we'll figure it out." Y/n shrugged, nodding her head.
    
"Look," Luther started to stand, "whatever we decide, we need to find Vanya. And fast, okay? She could be anywhere."
    
"Or... here." Klaus shook the newspaper, "Look at this."
    
"That's right. Her concert is tonight." Diego uttered quietly.
    
"Hello." A worker pronounced, pulling the word out. "I hate to intrude, but my manger says if you're not gonna bowl, you gotta leave." She smiled, putting her hands up, then down to her hips, walking away.
    
"Who's turn is it?" Diego asked.
    
"Oh, for..." Luther picked up a bowling ball, tossing it across the alley, knocking down the pins in the lane three lanes down. Allison held up the notepad, 'She's our sister.'
    
"We're the only ones capable of stopping this. We have a responsibility to Dad."
    
"Oh! Not this again!" Y/n huffed, rubbing her temple.
    
"To Dad? No, I've had enough about—" Diego was cut off by Luther.
    
"He sacrificed everything to bring us back together."
    
"I'm with Luther on this one." Five looked up at Luther, then to Diego, "We can't give her a chance to fight back. There are billions of lives at stake. We're past trying to just save one."
     
"Hey, you know, guys, uh... maybe I could help." Klaus suggested, looking around at the group.
    
"Now is not the time." Luther inhaled and exhaled.
    
"No, let him finish." Diego backed him up, "He saved my life today."
   
"Is that true?" Luther asked, looking at Klaus.
    
"Yeah, yeah, Y/n and I did... take credit for it."

Y/n spoke before Klaus could, "I didn't take credit."

"In fact, the real hero..." Klaus paused, "was Ben." Everyone was silent. "Today... listen. Today, he punched me in the face." He motioned to his face and then walked closer to Diego, "And earlier at the house, he was the one who saved Diego's life," He pointed at Diego, "not me.
    
"You are unbelievable, Klaus."
    
"All right. I— I'll give you proof." Klaus picked up a bowling ball, sniffing, "All right, it's showtime, baby." He threw the bowling ball in the air, "Catch!"
    
"Is there anyway to silence that voice in your head that screams out to be the center of attention?"
    
"You are talking to yourself right, the attention whore?" Y/n questioned, tilting her head to the side, sneering at him.
     
"You know, I liked you a lot better before you got laid." Klaus said to Luther, making everyone's eyes go wide. "It wasn't his fault. He was ridiculously high, right. And the girl— she thought his was a furry."
    
"Klaus is right." Y/n rubbed her face, having everyone look at her questionably, trying to get the attention off of Klaus, "Ben saved Diego. I tried to pull Diego, but I couldn't and then something else pulled him. It was Ben."
    
"Thank you, Y/n, but you could have said something sooner." Klaus looked at the girl, who only shrugged. Allison ran off, leaving Luther to call after her and follow her. Y/n sat next to Diego as Klaus rubbed his face, sitting down where Luther had sat.
    
"Excuse me!" A woman started to come over with her son, "Excuse me, it's my son Kenny's birthday today and... uh.. wouldn't your son be happier playing with kids his own age? Assuming it's okay with your parents." She looked over at Y/n and Diego, making them look at her strangely.
      
Y/n was about to answer, but Five beat her to it, "I would rather chew off my own foot."
    
"Let's go, Kenny."
    
"I were to date, you'd probably be the last man I'd ever date." Y/n uttered, watching Five walk over to bowling ball dispensers
    
"You wouldn't want the privilege?" Diego put a hand on his chest, acting hurt.