we're not fated, are we?|tracob

Challenge

"told you i'd win"

he winks as he slowly swallows the grape whole.

before he can throw another grape at me as predicted, i run outside to hide behind a tree. as i run outside i hear my mum yell at the top of her lungs telling me to pick up the dishes, but as i debate on whether to go back and put my dishes in the sink or hide from jacob, i hear him open the front door and i quickly hop into the closest thing i can spot—a trashcan.

it smells so disgusting, i honestly already regret hopping into here and it hasn't even been 30 seconds.

"oh troye, come out come out wherever you are."

this sounds like a horror movie if i'm being honest or just jacob teasing me even though he already knows i've come out of the closet and hearing jacob say that is actually so weird it's hard not to cringe.

"i know you're out here, i saw you walk through the front door,"

i slowly cover my mouth, trying to hide the giggle that comes from my mouth. he's really not all that intimidating, he's just a cheesy, giant weirdo that will probably not fit through my door next year because he's that tall.

"hmm, it's too bad that you won't come out. you know, i wanted to take you to a bar or something, i think you'd kill at being a pole dancer."

i almost burst out into laughter as he says that, but i cover my mouth so fast and almost swallow too quickly which if i'm unlucky, could cause me to start coughing.

just between us, i could never become a pole dancer, my dancing is um, it's something.

"you know, i never knew your mum had cake in the fridge, but it's so good"

my eyes suddenly light up, cake??? since when does mama mellet buy cake? oh fuckkk, i'm so hungry i want cake!! holy shit. but what if this is a prank??

i sit down and stay quiet, trying not to make even the smallest sound in the garbage can. i decide to sit and wait to see what jacob will say next, hoping he declares it's all a joke.

however, minutes pass by and i don't hear a single word from jacob, it's like he left and isn't here anymore, it's like he stopped looking for me and gave up. however, i couldn't be sure so i decide to peek slowly through the top of the garbage can, but to my luck he isn't there. i then tilt my head slowly, looking to my right side and to my luck he isn't there either, so i look to my left and he isn't there. i decide the only other place i need to check is behind me and just as i tilt my head to look behind myself, i feel the garbage can fall with me inside it, which causes me to let out a scream as i imagine how painful my head and face will be as soon as i am face planted onto the ground from the garbage can falling. just to my surprise, my head is comforted by two giant hands and as soon as i look up i realize it's jacobs hands.

FUCK he found me.

jacob slowly lifts the garbage can off of me, with one of his hands still nestled under the skull of my head so it's not on the cement. once the garbage can is gone he picks me up into his arms like a child and looks at me sticking his tongue out and says at the top of his lungs with the most proud expression i've ever heard,

"i found you!"

"you're such a child"

i grin and then burst into laughter.

"actually, by the looks of this situation, you are the child."

"get me out of your arms bixenbitch!"

i squirm in his grip trying to hop out of his arms, i'm supposed to be more manly than this soft beanstalk.

"oof you're very mean when people scare you."