𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥 //𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘦

not friends

ok so i've been writing a lot of bade family which is the cutest ever but this is a teenage one shot bc i feel like it and was inspired

this is after the season three breakup

why was he here? it was enough she saw him in her daydreams and nightmares, but now he was here too?

"hey" she rocked back on her left foot, or did she fall back onto it? she was too focused on not looking at him to care.

"oh... hey" he half smiled back. that stupid half smile that she had seen him give his fucking aunt before.

the train came to a screeching halt on the tracks and he placed his hand on the wall to balance himself. she swayed backwards, too shocked to hold onto something, just hoping the force wasn't enough to make her fall over because she was sure she couldn't catch herself if she did.

"is this your stop?" he said softly and she shook her head.

"i'm going up to station 6" she choked back, her mouth suddenly dry and the lisp she had when she was a kid making an unwanted return.

"me too" he nodded and she raised her eyebrows. the doors opened and faces that she blurred out scurried out of the doors, until it was just the two of them.

how come it always came down to just the two of them?

"how've you been?" he asked after the doors closed and the train started to move again. she looked into his eyes for the first time and she was surprised when they offered nothing to his thoughts. she used to be able to read him so easily.

"how's tori?" she asked back. she hadn't meant to bring it up, in fact she really didn't want to. it just came out when she opened her mouth.

"don't do this to yourself" he shook his head and her and she scoffed. what did he know?

"i'll do whatever i want" she shot back at him and he leaned against the wall of the moving train with a sigh.

"we're gonna be here for the next two hours, you might as well try to tolerate me jade" he told her stoically and she rolled her eyes.

"i'd rather close myself in the train door"

"come on, i'm not a stranger jade, we went out for years we can hold a fucking conversation" he pushed his hair back with his hand and she shook her head.

"it's not that easy" she muttered under her breath, more to herself than him.

"we can't do this forever, we're friends jade. we have to figure out some way to talk without killing each other." he told her. god she hated when he was rational. it made her feel like a temperamental child.

"we're not friends" was all she could come with.

"are you just gonna disagree with everything i say?" he sighed and she smirked.

"no" she disagreed and he did crack a smile at that. it faded quicker than it used to.

when he used to smile at her it never stopped. when she was upset or panicked or on the ground in a pile of tears, he always comforted her with this great smile on his face. he never did have braces... fuck his perfect teeth.

"i guess i can tolerate you for two hours, because one of us has gotta try to keep a promise and it sure as shit wasn't you" she snapped out. she was being difficult, she knew she was. but it seemed justified, he should have to deal with her bad mood, after all he did cause it.

she had had waves of bad moods when they were together, but since the break up she'd always been in a bad mood. nothing had any appeal. even food had started to loose its taste.