Please don't leave (BadBoyHalo x f!reader)

I sat there staring at my screen.
Skeppy had once again beaten us three in bed wars.
"Holy damn dude," I incoherently sputter out.

"Holy shit," Gracie agrees.

Bad even mutters a few words out, though no swearing ever leaves his mouth.

"Sorry guys, guess you just suck," Skeppy laughed.

"I can't believe I lost 6 rounds to one person, that's insane!" I cry, holding back my laughter.

"I hate you so much right now," Gracies says, leaving the voice call then immediately joining back in.

Bad just stays silent.

"Hey Bad?" I ask, eventually breaking the silence he casted over us.

"Huh?" He sounds a bit startled when he answers, "oh uh yeah, sorry. I was just umm.."
He doesn't finish his sentence.

"Spacing out?" I say, questioning if that was what the man wanted to say.

"Oh yeah, that," he once again seems completely and utterly out of it.

Skeppy gives an awkward laugh, breaking this conversation, "I say that this is the end for tonight guys, I should probably go to sleep."

Gracie mutters something of agreement, muting and deafening in the call along with her brother.

I follow suit, with Bad, and wish my chat a farewell.
"Sorry this stream involved all loses, but next time we'll surely win," I laugh out, waving goodbye to my camera as I stop streaming in OBS.

I sigh, returning back to the call.
The others were still signing off or talking to their chats so I just sat there.
Bad was acting weird today, a little quieter and more lenient on the swearing.

My thoughts were then immediately interrupted but a sighing Gracie.
"God am I happy that that's over with," she lets out a laugh, "We lost so much I'm now the one who's excited to sleep."

This time I laugh along with her comment.
"I'm still wide awake," I mock her.
She laughs at that comment.

"Hey girls!" I hear Skeppy yell through his mic.

"Hello?" I respond, kind of concerned for the male.
"Are you okay?"

I hear a small chuckle radiate through Bad's mic. I smile recognizing the laugh as genuine.
"Yeah Skeppy, are you okay?" He repeats my question.

Skeppy pauses. Not saying anything.
The only thing you can hear in the call is Gracie's laughter.

After a while she stops and it goes quiet again.
"This is creepy," I mutter out, trying to break the silence.

Gracie makes a hum of agreement, the two boys staying silent still.
"Well shit looks like this is where I leave," she says, quickly exiting the call.

"Haha, I should leave too," I say, leaving the call right after.
Damn was that whole thing weird.

The silence fills the air.
I now feel more on edge then normal after that call.

"I swear to god if I'm about to get killed," I say it loud enough to ward of any unwanted guests.
Though I don't move, still just sitting in my gaming chair.

Pulling out my phone from my hoodie pocket I check my notifications.
A few texts from Grace, the rest were just mentions from Twitter.

Pulling up the messages first I smile reading them.

Gracie:
That was weird right? Something seemed off to me

Y/n:
You aren't alone on that one, something was up with the two.

Gracie:
Good, I'm creeped out by that

Y/n:
I can relate, I don't want to leave my office now to sleep.

Gracie:
Ha- I left my office and ran to bed as quickly as I could

Y/n:
Damn :( well I'm gonna get up now, I'll text you if I'm about to die

Gracie:
Okay bye-bye, sorry again bout the tweet :)

Y/n:
Bye-bye :)

I sigh, getting up and walking across to my room.
The air felt a lot different now then earlier, now it just felt lonely.
"Hmm, I guess that call just creeped me out,"
I laughed and sat in my bed.

Laying back I stared at the ceiling.

Slowly giving into the abyss of darkness awaiting me.

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In the morning I woke up to the sun glaring into my windows.
"Damn," I mutter out, slowly sitting up, "guess I forgot to close the curtains."

I grab for my phone next to me.
Checking for any important notifications.
There were a few tweets from Skeppy and Bad, basically exposing the whole weirdness of the stream and his constant winning as a weird troll.

"Who would've though?" I laughed, rubbing my eyes still tired from the nights sleep.

I lay back down, this time closing my curtains beforehand, and close my eyes.
Thinking about the stream once more.

The creepiness of it creeps back into my thoughts, and I jump when the wind blows again my window.
Sitting back up I check my phone again, noticing thirty minutes how some passed.

"Holy shit, that felt like ten minutes at the longest," I yawned, checking on the new notification on my phone.

BadBoyHalo wants to send you a message.

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