Fandom One-Shots

Insurgent - A Will Jay One-Shot

This one-shot was requested by @RachelLloyd1

It was a warm March day when Rachel walked to the movie theatre with her best friend. They were on their way to see Insurgent... for the seventh time each. Abby, Rachel's friend, was becoming rather boring with her constant talk of lacrosse and other sports.

"Oh, crap!" Abby said suddenly. Rachel gave her a look.

"What?" she asked, expectantly. She wanted an explanation for this sudden outburst. Even though it happened a lot with Abby, Rachel still liked to know what it was this time.

"I just realized....I'm so sorry....I have a....game....Team's counting on me....I gotta go...sorry...I'll text you after the....bye!" Abby mumbled, running off.

Great. Just great, Rachel thought. "One ticket to Insurgent please." she requested once she had reached the ticket booth. An acne-strucken teen handed over the small piece of paper and pointed to a theatre in the back. Slightly distracted, she ordered a medium popcorn with extra butter and a large Coke. Still thinking about Abby blowing her off, she hardly noticed the tall boy running towards her.

"Hey!" Rachel said, annoyed. She looked up at him from her place on the ground. She had most likely gotten butter stains on her favorite sweater due to the fact that he made her spill the bucket of popcorn she had just bought.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Really. I didn't mean it. I wasn't looking, and I'm so sorry," the boy said, offering her his hand. He pulled her up and she got a good look at him. He was very tall, he had dark hair, and he was from Asian descent. He was also pretty cute.

"Uh, it's fine. I'm just really clumsy and I, uh, I'm sorry," Rachel said, looking at his TFIOS shirt.

"Can I at least buy you a new popcorn?" he asked, looking at the remnants of the last one.

"Sure," she replied. They walked back over to the concession stand.

"One jumbo sized popcorn, please," he ordered.

"Uh, I only wanted a medium," Rachel informed him.

"This way we can share!" he told her, smiling. She giggled at his excitement. As they were walking towards the theatre, the boy spoke up. "So what's your name? I don't believe you've told me yet."

"I'm Rachel," she said, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"That's pretty," he replied. She became very thankful for the dark theatre so he could not see how red her face had grown. "Mine's Will."

Together, they enjoyed the movie and each other's company. Afterwards, they went next door to the pizza parlor for a slice.

"I had a really great time tonight, Will," Rachel said, smiling.

"Me too." Will looked at her, thinking about something. "Could I have your number so we could maybe do this again sometime?"

She nodded. "Sure," she replied, typing her number into his phone. As they were walking out, he turned to her.

"Maybe I'll see you next week?" he asked hopefully.

"Maybe," she said, smiling. Unexpectedly, Will leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"I'll see you then."