fixing feelings - vance hopper

chapter 6

"what size do you need?" a man at the roller skates renting table asks you. you grab your skates and wait for vance to get his. he turns around and follows you to a bench to put skates on. you take your shoes off and put the skates on and the laces of the skates were confusing to you so you were struggling. vance looked over to you after he finished putting his on and laughed at you "you need help?" you roll your eyes and let out a sigh "yes".

he got down on his knees in front of you and laced your skates and tied them for you.
he looked around the area then kissed your forehead. you take his hand as he groans and takes him to the main floor and he struggles to stay still.
you giggle and he glares at you. you hold both of his hands while back skating and watch him fall on his butt.

vance pov:

we get the skates and sit down the bench near the rink.

when we sit down i notice her struggling to put the laces on and i smiled and asked her if she needed help.  she rolled her eyes and i got down in front of her and helped her out.

i really didn't want to skate mostly because i didn't want other people seeing me do so and think i'm just a pussy and i'm not such a badass as i look. another reason was that i had no idea how to skate and i didn't want to look like an idiot not just in front of her but in front of everybody.

we walk skate over to the rink and as soon as i get on the rink i start to wobble.
y/n stands right in front of me holding my hands i looked around to see everyone just minding their own business while skating around us. i sighed and then fell on my butt.
i rolled my eyes and told her this is why i didn't want to do this "y/n i hate this. i told you i didn't want to go and now people are gonna look at me and th-" i rambled on and she put a hand on my cheek to calm me down.

"hey hey hey vance its okay you got this, everyone starts off somewhere right? and who cares if people look at you. they've all went through the same thing before you're not alone." she said giving me a small smile.
she leans down and helps me up.

it surprised me when she comforted me and helped me up. she acts like she cares so much about me and i'm not used to that.

i let out a deep breath and get back up on two feet. i start to move my feet and start to get the hang of it. she claps "see vance you got it!" she says looking at me with a small smile. i blush a little but i hide it immediately hoping she didn't notice. i hear her giggle and grab onto my right hand and start skating for a while until

the boy that tried to fuck with me before walks in and immediately looks at me.
"vance i'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick" y/n says and walks off to the bathroom.

i sigh and walk over to a table near the bathroom and wait for her trying to ignore the kid but he fucking walks up to me a grins.
"so looks like you brought your bitch with you vance. pussy." he says putting his hands on the table in front of me.
"back the hell up" i said in his face trying my very best to stay calm because i promised y/n that i wouldn't fight this kid again but he's getting on my nerves right now so bad.

"aww is the softie scared?" he says right in my face. thats when i slap him hard to the point when it leaves a red mark. he gets back up and people start to look at us and surround us in a circle. "fuck" i whispered to myself. he runs towards me and i duck then put him in a headlock "don't fucking talk about me or her ever again we're none of your god damn business. if you do then i'll fucking end you boy." he gasps for air and then i let him go and he drops to the ground.
"SHOWS OVER PEOPLE BACK THE HELL UP" i yelled angrily and people back up and go back to skating while sending me glares each time they come around.

i didn't notice but i saw y/n in the corner of my eye with her mouth open in shock.
"y/n he was messing with me and i had to do something to scare him off i'm sorry."

i was surprised by my own apology. i've never felt the need to apologize for anything to anyone before.

she sighs and walks over to me "vance its okay i'm just glad you didn't draw blood this time" she said looking down at the floor.
i sigh and lift her chin up

i must've upset her in some way but i don't know what to even do because he'll just keep coming up to me no matter what. that kid has nothing else better do but to mess with me. and i'm guessing she doesn't like when i get physical with others and gain a chance to hurt myself but i've never cared about that. she's blaming herself for the reason i'm getting these negative comments.

"vance. he's messing with you because of me, every-time he goes up to you he has something to say about me being with you." she says quietly

i feel horrible now because she doesn't know that this kid has been messing with me since 6th grade and he'll just say anything to piss me off it doesn't matter what it's about.
"y/n its not your fault that he's messing with me. he's been doing this for years darling" i say sitting her down at the table and taking off her skates. she doesn't say anything and i sigh.

"hey why don't we go get ice cream or something to forget about this?"
she looks down at me and gives me a sad smile and nods.

we return our skates and walk out with a few glares but i ignore it.