Enemies to loves imagines

school enemies and lover ;)

You walked to your next class which was Biology, shuffling through the hallway. You decided to listen to music as you went there so you plugged in your headphones and started playing your favorite song - Daddy Issues by the Neighborhood. When you finished that song you were already about half way to class when Kill Bill came on by SZA. Suddenly, you saw Daniel, the guy who had just moved into school. He was super cocky and arrogant to you. You walked past him and he stopped you. 

" 'scuse me?" He asked, smiling at you. You eyed him suspiciously, not saying anything and pulled off your headphones.

"What do you want?" 

"we have bio right now? Don't we?" He gave you a lopsided grin. You shrugged. 

"Yeah? And?" You said, and glanced at your phone to check the time you didn't want to be marked as late.  

"Jeez, rude," he said.

 You gave him a cold look, completely annoyed with him wasting you time.

"Sorry," He mumbled,  "But I kinda need help."

 "Ok? So... What do you need help with?" The bell rang and you groaned. 

"Great. Now your gonna mess up my attendance, asshole."

"I'll tell you in class." He said, laughing, and making his way to the classroom and you followed him. He sat in the seat in front of you and you rolled your eyes. He was not only cocky and arrogant but oh, so very annoying. You slid into your seat. 

The teacher clapped his hands together, "Ok! So. Did everyone complete last nights homework? To read chapter 7.4? If you didn't, I highly suggest you do it because our unit test is going to be on that chapter." You pulled out your notes from yesterday and Daniel whipped around to you. 

"I need your help to read this chapter because I can't."

You looked up at him. "What?"

He just looked at you, his face going red a little. 

"Uh, why?"

He smiled sheepishly, "I'm um... Kinda dyslexic."

You blinked. "Oh." No way. This popular asshole isn't the perfect jock that I thought he was. 

"So. Your place? After school?" He smiled hopefully. You furrowed your brow. You didn't want to waste your time with this asshole, but you exhaled, feeling kinda bad and weirdly important that he was asking you for help.

"Uh- uh, Daniel. Your place. My rooms a mess," you blushed. He shrugged "You think mines any better? It looks like it went through the holocaust backwards, but if you insist..."

You almost laughed at this joke- but instead you rolled your eyes, biting back a smile. 

----------------------------------------------------Class ended--------------------------------------------------

The bell rang and Daniel turned around smirking at you. 

"So, Y/n?," he asked. You blinked looking at him, "Or should i say Little ms.I wanna see Daniel's room because i'm obsessed and  have pictures of him all over my own room and just don't want him to see them? whose house are we going to?"

"Woah. Ok. First of all- Ew." You laughed, "and second, fine! since you so badly wanna come over you can. Ill send you the address."

"Fine," he rolled his eyes. And you started to leave. 

"That means you need my number, y/n," said his voice suddenly dropping. and it kinda sounded fucking sexy and low. like- damn. You blushed. 

"Oh. Yeah."