one for one || Hunter Sylvester

Part 7

Skip stood up and shoved (Y/N) into the wall. "Ow! You asshole!", (Y/N) yelled in his ear as loud as possible. Skip them pushed (Y/N) into Hunter who cleaned himself up. They both got pushed into a speaker causing a loud ringing to fill the room.

(Y/N) and Hunter both rolled on their backs and sat up while someone plugged out a cable to stop the ringing. Hunter was breathing loudly while he looked at Skip and his idiot friends while (Y/N) was fuming with anger. Skip chuckled as he pushed around his friends.

"Dude, what the fuck?", Clay said as he looked at Skip who just shrugged with his shoulders.

"Are you two good, bruh? Are you hurt?", Clay asked as he walked to them. "Here, let me help you-"

"No, no. Let me help you." They both quickly stood up, (Y/N) more elegantly though.

"Take lessons. You guys suck... bruh."

Kevin appeared behind them as the crowd let out many "ooh"s.

"I'm sorry that you feel that way. Do you play?", Clay asked as he smiled trying not to laugh at Hunter had just said.

"Yeah, I have a band. Me and my friend over here. A real band." Hunter pulled Kevin out of the crowd and stood beside him. They were both acting as if (Y/N) wasn't just standing right there. "A serious band. Not like you fucktards." The crowd gasped and some laughed.

"Got it. Uhm, I guess we'll be seeing you at the Battle of the Bands then."

"There hasn't been a Battle of the Bands since-"

"Dave Migdall hung brain on stage", (Y/N) finished confused.

"There is this year. Go sign up with Dean Swanson but maybe don't say 'fucktard', 'cause she's a Special Olympics ambassador." The students laughed for no reason. Hunter turned around embarrassed and pulled Kevin with him. (Y/N) glared at Clay as she followed them.

"Give me your car keys", Hunter said as he let go of Kevin.

"Come on."

Kevin took out his keys and gave them to Hunter before he started throwing up all over himself. "Ew...", (Y/N) muttered as the vomit landed on her shoes. She whined as she kicked the air trying to get the vomit off of them and accidentally splattered a bit on Hunter's pants.

"Ugh! Gross", Hunter frowned as he looked at his pants but proceeded to look at Kevin who was finished throwing up. Kevin grunge while looking at his vomit covered shirt. "Mm..."

Hunter slowly walked to him and pulled him by his arm.

"I can't drive", (Y/N) sighed as they passed her car.

"What?"

"I drank in there. I can't drive", she sighed.

Hunter told her he'd drive her with a sigh and the three of them walked to Kevin's car before shoving him in the backseat.

"What's your address?", Hunter asked while he started driving away from the house. (Y/N) answered as she stretched out her arms and accidentally let out a moan doing so. Hunter scoffed as he made a turn making (Y/N) roll her eyes as she smiled a bit.

"I think you'd look good with shorter hair", (Y/N) mumbled as she looked at him.

"How come?" His eyes never left the road once while they talked.

"I don't know. You'd look hot though", she giggled as she continued staring at her. This once, Hunter looked back at her, staring into her (E/C) eyes for a few seconds before looking back at the road.

"I'm drunk...", Kevin groaned from the backseat.

"Yes, we know, Kevin. You're so cool", Hunter told him sarcastically as he looked at him through the mirror.

"I like your earrings."

"Huh? Oh, these are my favorites", Hunter smiled warmly as he looked at her, enjoying the attention he was getting but the smile soon faded as he realized she was probably half drunk as well.

"(Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"You're drunk, aren't you?"

"Maybe. But that doesn't mean I'm lying." (Y/N) smirked before she leaned back and closed her eyes for a bit. She heard Hunter sigh and shake his head because she heard his earrings make some noise.

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Hunter looked at Kevin for a second as they arrived at (Y/N)'s to see him sleeping. "(Y/N)?", he whispered. She opened her eyes and looked at him as she realized she was home.

"Oh... uhm thanks for driving. See you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, see you." They both said their goodbyes as (Y/N) walked to the door. She looked back at him a bit figured he was already driving away. Once she opened the door, she saw her dad.

"Now, where were you, young lady?"

"Fuck. I didn't tell you? I'm sorry, I forgot", (Y/N) sighed as she closed the door behind her. Troy let out a sigh and said "At least tell me you're going out next time. Also, who was that guy? In the car."

"Oh, that was Hunter. He's in my speech class. He's pretty cool", she started rambling as she took her shoes off.

"Got a crush on your first day?" They we're both walking to the living room to talk about their day. They did that every day if they had time. (Y/N) quite enjoyed talking to her dad since her mother had passed.

"He's not a crush, dad!", (Y/N) whined.

"He looked... I don't know. He looked at you weird when you walked out. Be careful."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. How was work?", she asked as she leaned back on the couch.

"Pretty normal. You know that one guy- Harry-, right?"

"Yeah, the one with curly hair?"

"Yeah that one. He started hitting on some girl while they were watching tv. God, he's so bad at flirting. He used those cringy ass pick up lines."

(Y/N) started laughing, trying to say something but cutting herself off by laughing. "Who'd- Who'd he hit on."

"Uh damn she's new, I don't know her name. I think it was uh Sadie or something."

(Y/N) shook her head as she laughed. Soon the laughing dies out though before they proceeded talking about their day. Troy talked about the annoying people at his work and (Y/N) about the annoying people at school.

"Hey, dad. I think I'll go to sleep", (Y/N) yawned as she stood up.

"Okay well, good night. Should I wake you up tomorrow?"

"Yeah- oh also, you need to drive me again. I left my car at where the party was..."

Troy nodded understandingly while (Y/N) walked up the stairs to her room. Troy let out a sigh as he turned on the tv in silence and started watching whatever came on.