Day By Day (John Egbert x Reader)

Day By Day

Day By Day (John Egbert x Reader) Oneshot

"C'mon, (y/n)!!! Pleeeaaaassseee?" The young man begged you, his blue eyes sparkling with a pleading sort of hope.

"John, I've got things to do... How long will this so-called 'meeting' be?" You asked patiently. You were possibly the only one who REALLY put up with John Egbert's antics. Everyone loved him dearly, but sometimes he was a bit much to be around. And there also seemed to be no end to his prankster's gambit.

"I-It won't take that long, I promise! I just want to tell you something important!" He stuttered at the beginning of his sentence. John never stuttered like that. You pondered briefly what was wrong with him. You sighed, turning to look at him.

"Okay... Where and when do I meet you?" You asked. So let's get something straight. You loved John. No use in denying it. There was no doubt that you did. You couldn't resist the way he begged you to meet him, even though you really were busy that entire week. Some part of you hoped that this meeting would be exactly what you wanted it to be - a love confession of some sort. You were in love with everything about him.

You loved how goofy he was, and how he never stopped pranking you. You loved how determined he could get when it came to the people he loved most. You loved his black hair, his blue eyes, his milky white skin. You loved EVERYTHING about him. He smiled brightly as you said the words, his front teeth poking out, as if saying hello. If you ever went a day without seeing John Egbert's smile, you couldn't possibly be happy. His smile was like the Sun. Radiant. Warm. Giving life to everyone who saw it. It was simply breathtaking. There were no other words to describe it.

"Thank you so much, (y/n)! Meet me at the cafe in town tomorrow at 4:00 PM... Don't be late!" He said, smiling happily at you as he bounded off to God-knows-where. You found yourself smiling a bit yourself, looking forward to the meeting, wondering if you would finally be allowed something that you had wanted for a very long time. The chance to tell him that you loved him.

~Timeskip To The Next Day: John's POV~

I frowned as I checked my phone for the time. It was 4:13. I sighed and laid my phone back down on the table. 'She didn't forget.... She's probably running late like she normally does! Just wait a bit longer!' I told myself even though I doubted that she would come. Maybe she had caught on to what I wanted to do.... I shook my head again. There was no way that she knew how I felt. I hadn't told anyone about my crush on (y/n). Not Dave. Not Jade. Not Rose, though that one is more obvious than the others.... I didn't tell anyone.

I thought maybe it was because I didn't want anyone telling me how to feel. If I told them when my crush was just beginning, they could have given me an opinion and changed my view on her, and I didn't want that. I wanted to figure out for myself how I felt about (y/n), and I eventually did! I figured out that I loved her. That was what I was going to tell her that day. I casually looked out the window and saw the distant light of a truck coming down the otherwise empty road. 'Maybe she really did forget....' I thought, disappointed. I sighed and checked my phone again. 4:33. Yeah, she probably wasn't coming. 'She may usually be late, but not this late! Maybe she got held up. I'll just text her about it later.' I thought to myself and stood up. I paid for the drink I had ordered while waiting for her and turned to walk out of the cafe.

I had just walked out of the door and that was when I saw it. There she was, breathless, waving to me from across the street. I felt this short bit of happiness, and then it all ended abruptly, so fast that I almost had no idea what happened.

(Y/n) walked out onto the street carelessly, not watching for any cars. Not watching for the truck that was hurtling down the road faster than the speed limit. She cringed as the bright white of the truck's headlights invaded her eyes and she stopped in the middle of the road to turn and see the truck bearing down on her.