YEAH! Simon yells.
The principal had a few 'important' things to say at the gym today
"Before tonight's game, out of respect for last night's tragic events, Sunnyvale will host a candlelight vigil for the victims. All player, cheer, and band attendance is mandatory"
I looked at Deena and I could feel her die inside. Simon had came home with me because He wanted to watch 'Carrie' with me, we went back to my house before the game, luckily, Simon had left his witch costume at my house.
I was painting Simon's face green because he wanted it then he said "Wanna fuck?"
I said "later."
"Come on! You never wanna have any fun!!" Simon had said In a dissatisfied tone.
"Simon, I thought I said earlier that we were going to do it later tonight."
Simon takes off his shirt and I start to stare.
"Don't wanna get my shirt dirty!"
Simon had told me to stop painting for a second.
"Hey, Y/N! Can you stop painting for a second?"
I stop painting and he kissed me on the lips, pressing our lips together, he cuffs his hands on my face.
"What was that for?" I ask
"For being so damn perfect." Simon said with a raspy voice (😩)
"I'm perfect? Look at you!" I say
"Y/N!"
I smile at him.
We head to the school after I paint his face green. We get on the bus and I sit next to Simon, Kate being behind us, and Deena being in the back with her headphones on.
"Hey, hey Y/N and Simon, don't be making out the whole time." Kate says while tapping the seat.
"Oh, you're just jelly!" I say while kissing Simon.
Simon takes his hand and puts it on my thigh. I lay my head on Simon's shoulder as he rubs my thigh.
"I love you, Y/N" Simon whispers to me
"I love you too."
We get to the field and we get our candles. Simon takes out his lighter and lights up the candle. He also lights mine.
"Hey, Simon, can you hold my candle? I need to go to the bathroom."
Simon takes my candle and I head to the bathroom to wash my hands.
I hear a girl crying in a bathroom stall.
"Hey, are you alright?"
TW: SH
She comes out of the stall with some scissors and blood all over her t-shirt. i saw multiple cuts on her wrist. She quickly covers it up.
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Fear street (Simon Kalivoda X READER) REWRITING
أدب الهواةTW: SMUT, SELF HARM, DRUGS, LANGUAGE AND OTHERS! Three nights of hell, a Teenager, her boyfriend, and her 4 friends go through traumatic experiences of a dead witch and her killers coming after them, will you end up dead, or alive? No one knows, bu...