5.𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜

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"Don't..move." I ordered him, dapping the wet cotton ball on his scar on his nose. He looked at me, I could tell that he felt bad for how he acted earlier.

There was silence loud between us, but I was busy patching his wounds.

I wiped the last bit of paint off his cheek, smiling slightly at his clean but bruised face.

"There." I whispered softly, trying to get up from the couch but he stopped me, grabbing my hand, making me sit back down.

"What is it? Does something hurt?" I asked him but he shook his head, His hand cupped the side of my face, rubbing my cheek with his soft thumb, he's such a flirt.

"Why did you help me after what I did?" He asked the dumb question.

"Because I believe that everyone deserves mercy, Johnny." I told him some of the truth as I placed my hand ontop of his, bringing his hand close to my face to bury my face in his hand.

"I don't deserve you." His voice cracked, slowly resting his head on my chest with his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Don't say that...that's what friends do." I cringed at the word 'friends', I wanted something more but at the same time I don't.

He didn't say anything more but buried his face in my neck, sniffling and sobbing.

Poor guy, I wonder what things go back in home. "Johnny? What's going on? Why are you crying?" I asked him, running my fingers through his hair to get his attention, though he was bully to me and Daniel. I couldn't help but to feel bad.

"It's nothing to worry about." He lifted his head and covered his face with one hand.

"Johnny, I wouldn't be asking if I didn't care, tell me right now before I change my mind" I glared at him, making him look at me.

"It's just Sid. That stupid..." he spoke with anger.

"Sid. He's your father?" I asked him.not knowing much about his family life.

"Forget it, y/n." He pulled his face away, not wanting to look at me for some reason.

I frown.

He frowns.

"Hey, I'm here for you, I'm your friend, remember?" My heart ached at that word I used once again, he looked at me and softly smiled.

His hand reached for my cheek, parting his lips as his eyes remained focus on my lips.

But he looked back at my eyes, and stopped before pulling away, letting my body release the tension.

It was awkward between us.

"How come I've never seen you around here before" he suddenly asked out of the blue.

"I wasn't in the rich neighborhood like you Johnny" I smiled at him

"Oh cmon, not everything is what it seems." He mumbled before looking away.

"Y/n, can I stay the night?" He suddenly asks.

"I don't want to see Sid, he gets on my nerves" He leaned back, spreading his legs to get comfortable.

"Yeah why not? I'm sure my mom wouldn't mind" I chuckled at him. Shoot, my mom is going to kill me.

"Thank you."

"Whatever" I Switches sides and flicked his forehead.

..

"Are you comfortable?" I asked him, throwing him one of my favorite plushies since he was sleeping on the floor, my mother wouldn't want us to sleep together, I wouldn't want to sleep with him either, not in a million years!

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 Johnny Lawrence x readerWhere stories live. Discover now