You Chill? Squip x Reader

(Squip's P.O.V)

I watched as (Y/N) slid her backpack on her bedroom floor and plopped on her bed. I glitched this morning. My past is affecting the present. I can't think about that right now. I have a new owner. New personality. Someone who actually feels guilt and selflessness.

Successful first day of school. (Y/N) rolled over on her back.

All of a sudden, her phone buzzed. It was from Lily. Don't answer. Don't answer.

(Y/N) walked over to her dresser and dug through her drawer for P.J. pants. Oh great. Do I just have to stand here?

She pulled a pair out and looked at them. She slid her pants off and I looked away. Don't look. Don't look. You already looked at her this morning. Topless. She didn't even ask me to leave like I heard other Squips say that their host wanted to. I guess she just didn't care. I bit my lip lightly, looking over at (Y/N) who was just starting to put her P.J. pants on.

What the hell? Why am I like this? I thought I lost my ability to love? No? Yes? And if not, why do I like her so much? And already? No, I don't like her. I'm just a little sensitive to how good she looks. Her curves. Her smile. Her personality. I mean, she might be sarcastic and rarely rude, but other than that, she's so sweet, selfless, kind, lovely, funny, smart. She has real reasoning, and would be a great lawyer-

What am I thinking? I'm a Squip. Not a boyfriend. Not a toy. I look back over to (Y/N) as she adjusts her sweater and starts walking toward her bed.

"No homework, just me, myself, and..." She stared at me.

And you. She snorted, pulling up her phone.

SHIT!

"Ugh, really?" (Y/N) murmured.

I suggest you don't engage in a fight. Whatever you do, don't forgive her or apologize to anything, she hurt you too many times to forgive. Just don't text her back.

Lily. 3:30 p.m.

Why were you ignoring me all day? I mean, I'm not trying to fight, but, you were totally being a bitch.

(Y/N) took a breath in and out and closed out of the messaging app, instead of going to Subway Surfers.

Not Instagram or Snapchat. Subway Surfers.

Lily. 3: 39 p.m.

Are you gonna keep ignoring me?

Lily. 3:43 p.m.

Attachment sent:

Dear ex-best friend - Original song by Tate Mcrae.

Do not engage.

I know. (Y/N) shifted to her side, facing me.

Lily. 3:50 p.m.

Why don't you want to be friends anymore?

I'm fighting so hard to not say anything.

If you really want to shut her up, then think of something to say thoroughly before sending, and after that, do not send anything else.

I was thinking of something like.

She went back on messaging and started typing.

Number one.

Backspace.

Number one.

Number one. The way you lie to me. Number two. The way you say that we shouldn't have boundaries. Number three. The fact you think that trust is not an obligation with any relationship. Number four. The way you're rude to me and insult me on the daily. Number five. The fact that you're hypocritical. Number six. The way that this exact thing happened more than twice. Number seven. The fact that the only person you care about it yourself. Number eight. The way you manipulate me.