Smoking Class - A Love Story

The Only Fucking Chapter

From the day I was born, I'd always been dehydrated, and there was nothing I could do about it, whether it was drinking twenty water bottles or jumping in a pool. When I saw Y/N everything changed. We were in the same smoking class, learning how to smoke professionally. I turned my head as I saw Y/N step into the room sexily. I stared quietly mumbling something to myself, "Y/N is super hot and I can't hold back, I need to confess my feelings!". I walk up to Y/N and smell her hair. She smelled like my celebrity crush, Justin the Beaver, except even better to the point where I never wanted to stop smelling it. I slowly opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out so I just waved awkwardly. I felt so embarrassed thinking, how could my mouth betray me like this, and I wanted to just cut it off. Later that day I went home and lay on my bed, all I could think about was Y/N. I decided to grab some paper and use my cigarette as a pen to write a love letter for her. While I was writing I started thinking to myself about those moments earlier during smoking class and how I really wanted to say something to Y/N but I couldn't at that time, so I sighed deeply and just continued writing. That night, all I could dream about was her, everywhere I looked she was there, and I never wanted to wake up. After I woke up, I looked at my phone and realized something, "I should find her Instagram and stalk her!" I thought. I picked up my phone from the side of my bed, I opened up Instagram, and searched for Y/N's Instagram profile. I saw her pictures, just as beautiful as real life and I thought "There's no way I have a chance with this girl". But then I accidentally liked one of her beach pictures from 2 years ago. I started panicking thinking to myself "How could I have been so clumsy!" I quickly unliked it hoping that Y/N didn't notice the notification she would get. Or hopefully, she wouldn't be in smoking class tomorrow so she doesn't have to see my flustered, stupid face. And to add to my embarrassment, I don't even know if she even likes me back; I've dug myself into such a big hole. The next day when I showed up to smoking class, I could see Y/N through the window, and she could see me too. "Shoot, what do I do in case she saw the notification?!" I mumbled to myself. My head was in the clouds thinking about all the possibilities but then suddenly I got a notification, I started panicking again when I realized that it was Y/N. I started hyperventilating and before I knew it I fainted. She requested to follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and Tiktok. I woke up to multiple notifications from Y/N. I look around to see white walls, a monitor, and... Y/N? "Hey, how're you feeling?" she smiled, her face beaming cutely. "Could be better, I'm in a fucking hospital" I chuckled, trying to sound cool but I ended up sounding like a dying donkey.
"Did I come off as rude to you?" "Definitely, could be better, but anyway, I kinda have to tell you something." "I.. I.." "Spit it out, jerk face!" "I love you, I've loved you since I saw you smoking that cigarette!". I looked at Y/N with a smile on my face while she slowly leaned over to kiss me. Dream sus remix starts playing on the speakers as Y/N and I make out. I opened one eye to look at Y/N, she was so pretty I then closed my eyes and we continued to make out. I started to lose my breath but before I knew it I went unconscious. Y/N was so scared for my life that she gave me mouth-to-mouth CPR. I awoke to see Y/N's beautiful face staring at me with tears forming in her eyes. I looked up cutely and brushed her tears away while being manly. Y/N sighed with relief and said to me "Phew, I'm so glad that you actually stayed with me!". "All I did was faint, It's not like I was gonna die!" My life just flashed before my eyes, Y/N slapped me sexily, and I looked back blushing. "C- c- can we have sex baby girl." "What? We're in a hospital, idiot! And we only got to know each other two days ago!" "But you know what, we can make out more!" That's what I wish she said but I accept her decision. I gave her a hug and thanked Y/N for saving my life, and she kissed me on the forehead. Two weeks from that day, Y/N and I are together and really love each other. I woke up and didn't realize I was in deep sleep, just like sleeping beauty. I had been in a coma for 5 years because when I fainted I hit my head really hard. I realized that everything that happened with Y/N was nothing but a cruel, lifeless dream, as she would never be attracted to a weird gamer such as me. I cried myself to sleep for days, but then days became months, and months became years. After two lifeless years, I finally went back to graduate from smoking school. Guess who I saw there, Y/N. She's real! I ran up to her beautiful, sexy, womanly face and kissed her with the power of all the power rangers. She looked at my gross, gamerly, manly face and slapped me with the power of all the power rangers. I then got arrested for sexual assault and went to prison for 10 years.... The end.

Little did Y/N know, that I would be back for her heart... whether mentally or physically...