Heathers OneShots!

But, youre a heather (chansaw)

Heathers but it's but I'm a cheerleader edition.

Veronica's POV

Heather made us fake IDs and now we're in a bar. Only problem is, last time she got drunk, we made out...and Thats bad for me because SHES the leader but I liked it...

"Do you want to dance?" A girl comes up to me.

No thanks. Sorry I can't.

"Come on! You can't dance for one second with this damn girl? We came here so that you could be yourself! Live a little!" Heather Chandler asks and then pushes me towards the girl. I'd much rather dance with heather. But I can't. I'm not supposed to fall for the queen.

I dance with her for a while. Until I notice heather dancing with Mac. What the fuck. I get so angry. But I keep calm. Until mac starts getting handsy. I feel the need to remove myself from the situation. So I do. I walk out the back door into the alley way and sit on a big wooden box.

"It's not like that, Veronica." Chandler comes out.

We came here so that YOU could be yourself.

"I don't like Mac that way!" She tries to reassure

I'm what way? Clothed?! I ask angrily.

"We weren't doing anything." She sighs.

When you were going like this? I imitate what Mac did to her. you weren't doing anything? I ask.

"No I wasn't...I wasn't doing that." She walks closer to me.

It doesn't matter.

"Why are you freaking out?" She asks calmly.

It's none of my business. I reply.

"What."

Do what you want. I say.

Heather Chandler.

You want me to do what I want? I ask calmly.

"I could care less." She replies.

What I really want?

Screw you- she shouts but I cut her off by placing my lips on hers. We stand there for a minute before I sit down on the box.

After a few minutes, she speaks.

"I'm not supposed to like you." She sighs.

But?..... I ask.

"I wanna do that again." She groans admittedly.

I lean in but she pulls away. No more that 5-10 seconds later, our lips were locked once again. God damnit I love her.