xavier thorpe imagines

convenient (2)

it has been a month since you exploded on xavier. you haven't texted him. you haven't talked to him. you haven't even looked at him. he was dead to you.

you didn't tell anyone about what happened due to the lack of trust and not to mention your best friend runs a blog that the majority of the school follows to keep up with the drama. and you were not trying to have your little meltdown be a source of entertainment for a bunch of high schoolers. but your plan of not telling anyone didn't work out because it was pretty obvious you and xavier were mad at each other. so your story did end up on enid's blog, of course not in full detail, but it had enough detail for you to get strange looks in the halls and people asking if you were okay 24/7. fortunately it died down after a few weeks, leaving you in peace. but not for long.

you were in the quad during your break scrolling through instagram when you came upon a link to enid's new post on her blog. normally you would've kept scrolling, but the title caught your eye.

"THEY'VE BEEN HOOKING UP!? (what really happened between y/n l/n and xavier thorpe)"

you could've sworn you saw red. you haven't been this angry in your whole entire life. everything else left your mind as you opened up the article. as you read it you realized it contained lies, rumors, and every single detail of the argument you had with xavier a month ago.

you never thought you could get any more angry than you already were, but apparently the universe was working against you today. you knew right then that xavier had told enid about your guy's fight because he was the only other person who knew about it and you sure as hell didn't tell her.

without a second thought you got up and went straight to the place you knew xavier would be. his art shed. he always goes there during break.

you could feel the twigs and leaves crunching under your feet as you stomped towards his shed. all the promises you made yourself about never speaking a word to him ever again were far gone.

you approached his shed not even bothering to knock. you busted through the door. he jumped and faced the door.

"jesus y/n, a knock would've been nice." he said sarcastically.

"are you fucking serious right now?" you scream back.

"yeah, i am. you don't talk to me for a month and then bust into my shed and scream at me."

"have you not seen enid's blog? why the hell would you tell her why i wasn't talking to you?"

"y/n what are you talking about?"

you open your phone to the article and shove it in his face. "this, xavier. how could you tell her."

"y/n, no i didn't do that. i wouldn't do that. not after everything i've done to you."

"then how do explain enid knowing every single detail about our argument when we were the only ones who knew about it?"

"oh shit."

"what do you mean oh shit?"

"that night when i left your dorm i kinda got high with ajax. i don't really remember anything from that night. i was wasted. i guess i told him about our argument. he must've told enid."

"god xavier."

"i'm so sorry" he breathed out. "really. for everything. i miss you so much."

"xavier-" you start.

"y/n, please just hear me out. i've realized i've been a shitty friend and person in general. i want to be a better person, i'm changing. and i don't expect you to forgive me. that's not what i'm asking. i just want you to give me another chance. this past month has been the worst time in my entire life. you are my rock y/n and i know that it shouldn't have taken this for me to realize it, but i love you y/n. i'm in love with you." he finished.

"you have to understand what you've put me through. i don't know if i can ever forgive you. i just think we need some time apart. i can't even to look at you anymore. not after i realized what i am to you."

"i understand. just know i will wait for you. i will spend every second of every day changing myself. bettering myself. for you."

you sighed. without saying a word you walked out of his shed heading towards the school.

you could tell he was being genuine. but it would take more than a few heartfelt words to allow you to look at him the same way again. only time can heal the scars he gave you. this was a different kind of pain. but if he really meant what he said. if he really loved you. he would wait. and somehow you would find your way back to each other.