Jimmy Hopkins x reader

Part 17: (Endeing 2, part 2) Pete To The Rescue

—-(Y/n) POV—-

I sat in class looking for Pete but I didn't see him, which is unusual. Pete wouldn't miss class, would he? Because he wasn't there I decided to skip the rest of the class and texted him to meet me by the fountain. I sat next to the fountain waiting for Pete for as long as I could, but eventually I left to go try and find him he might be getting bullied.

I went back in to the school to see if I could find him anywhere. I checked his locker to make sure he wasn't stuffed in there. I checked the library. I checked outside and behind buildings, only to hear,.

"Oh Jimmy~,Oh thank you Jimmy~" Sounds of bliss erupted from the small space between two buildings. I hid myself by a dumpster and listened closer.

"Yea, its no problem" I quickly peeked out to see some girl rubbing all over Jimmy's shoulders, swaying her hips as if she is dancing. Disgusting. Pulling myself back behind the dumpster I listened more.

"How will I ever pay you my hero~, hmm will a kiss help?"

"Look, I really gotta go meet someone."

"Just a little kiss, pleeeaase?? It wouldn't hurt anyone to be a little late~"

"Look, like I sai-"

"Nobody has to know~" Once she finished speaking I took another peep just to catch them kissing. From the quick glance I took I could only see her side of the kiss, and it surely looked like she enjoyed her half. He most likely enjoyed his half too but I had to be sure so I shot another swift glance and my eyes widened.

"AHHH, WHO IS THAT!" Me and the girl accidentally made eye contact. My eyes grew wide as I got up and ran to another building I could hide behind. I looked back to see no one behind me so I slowed down to a stop.

I stopped and sat on the ground in the alley way of two buildings. As long as he's happy right? I tried to reason with myself, thinking that I should just be happy that he's happy, but that was almost impossible. I want him to be happy but it still hurts, so much. The pain in my heart seeing him happy, with someone else was intense. I felt it throughout my entire being.

There I sat, emptiness in my soul. Cursed thoughts coming to my mind, and I let them float and flutter, only hurting myself more. Warm tears ran down my face accompanied by a stuffed nose.

While I crouched there muted in complete despair, I felt my phone going off, Pete finally texted me back. He overslept and had been waiting at the fountain for a while now. I decided to still meet up with him. I sat there to calm myself, making sure not to bring any of my agony on him. With a few deep  breaths I caught my composure and was ready to go.

Once I got there, I realized the deep breaths did nothing. Pete ran to me asking me if I was ok. Looking around my face for any bruises or scratches.

"I'm fine" I said softly, aiming to calm his nerves.

"No you're not, (Y/n) I can see dried tears on your face. Here, " he gave me the thin hoodie he had on,"its cold, take it"

" Oh thanks," I hadn't even realized, I must have been in too deep in though on the way here to notice, "Its really nothing Pete, rea-" I was softly yanked by my hand.