Do me a favor

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Yo so a long time ago @StefanieStanfield asked us to do a Heather Duke x Reader Oneshot book. Like... 7 almost 8 months ago. So now it's here. Finally, sorry it took so long. We haven't forgotten about you. We promise. We have a lot going on and a lot of stuff for Heather, Veronica, and Heather in the works. So anyway. Again sorry. But here it is.

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(Y/N)s pov:

I sighed, laying on my bed as I logged onto a chat site and started scrolling through a long list of names. I raised an eyebrow as a message popped into my inbox.

Usually, I only talk to my friends here but since they're all busy sleeping or whatever, I'm on my own for the night.

I hummed softly to the nirvana song playing in the background as I checked my messages.

Mostly stuff from horny guys, but one name stuck out to me.

Seein in HD

Well, that's interesting.

Usually, it's something dumb like BustyAnimeGirl or HentaiSl_t. Oh well, why not make someone's night and grace them with my presence.

HD: can you do me a favor?

(Y/N): depends you're not gonna ask me to make a porn vid or anything r u?

HD: lol no. I need to get out of this stupid party but my friend insists I stay

(Y/N): and how would I get you out? And what's in it for me?

HD: You live in Sherwood right?

(Y/N): ..Right

HD: then ya know Heather Chandler is a bitch and I really need an excuse to get away from this bitch

(Y/N):... Heather?

HD: Who else dummy

(Y/N): Fair. Fine but what's in it for me?

HD: You get to say a Heather went on a date with you loser

(Y/N): welp. Good enough for me, send me your number.

HD: 8675-309

Do I really wanna do this?

I mean I've always had a crush on Heather Duke but like...

To deliberately undermine a direct order from Chandler is like strapping a bomb to your chest and dying for someone that doesn't love you.

Well I mean now might be my only chance.

I sighed and texted Heather, slowly accepting that I may die tonight.

(Y/N): So what's the plan?

HD: In like 10 minutes text me about a date we had planned tonight and come pick me up

(Y/N): got it.

Heather's pov:

I sighed and glanced down at my phone, quickly changing her contact to ♡Bae♡ and deleting all our texts.

"Remind me why we have to stay at this stupid party?" Veronica grumbled.

"Because when Heather says go to the party. You go to the fucking party." I said, forcing myself to smile and taking a drink of my spiked beer.

I knew someone had put something in it.

Did I care? Meh not really. It gives me an extra reason to leave early.

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