Adam Douglas imagines

The Essay Deal

I sat on my bed surrounded by books, paperwork, and my laptop. I was struggling to even think straight at this point. 

I Had my essay due next week. 

On Friday.

At four PM.

It had to be a minimum of 5,000 words.

No double space.

No double-sided pages.

Must have four examples and evidence.

And it is 65% percent of my final grade.

if I fail this essay I fail the class.

And I won't be able to graduate. 

And I haven't even started it yet.

I couldn't even think of putting words on the page right now, I knew I was going to fail, what am I gonna do? 

I sighed and pushed my laptop away laying on my bed.

"Fuck" I sighed 

"Having fun?" I heard so I glanced to the door still open where my roommate left it open when she went for her shower, Adam Douglas leaning on the door frame in his usual converses, skinny blue jeans, his red plaid shirt and grey hoodie smirking at me. He's in all my classes and top of all the classes, so of course he was a cocky little shit. 

"Fuck off adam" I sighed 

"Fine, you struggling with the essay?" 

"No I'm trying to make cheese. Yes its the damn essay" 

"I've already handed mine in"

"What!"

"Yeah, I asked Dr lucas for early submission he said sure put it in yesterday"

"I hate you"

"I know" he smiled "Come on let me read what you have" he says coming and sitting on my bed so I handed over my laptop he coughed a couple of times clearing his throat before stiffening his back "The" he reads "I see. you really are struggling"

"Ummm humm" I nodded 

"fine" he sighed "I'm only ever going to offer this once y/n. I can help you out. if you want me to."

"In exchange for what? I'm broke adam so I can't pay you or buy you anything"

"Ohh I know everyone is broke around here"

"yeah because not everyone has a mummy and daddy rich enough to pay all their student loans off" I glared

"Think it over" he says handing me back my laptop "as much help as you want, for a price. He'll I'll write it for you for a price" he smirked heading to my door "Deal expires at midnight" he smirked heading down the corridor to his own room 

"I don't need him. I can do this" I smiled grabbing my laptop and my books putting on my study music and typing like crazy hyperfocused and engaged in my topic for a good hour. "Okay 11.40 let's see how many words I'm at" I smiled "The effect of original classics on the development and form of modern life, an essay. 15 words fuck" I sighed "Damn it I need him" I threw my laptop on my bed shut the door and bolted down the corridor past the various other rooms getting to his little door as he only had a single again his mum and dad paid for him to have one and I banged on the door as loud as I could 

"it's open," he says from within so I went in seeing his little single room decked out with everything a uni kid could want. Custom Build Pc, gaming chair, two mini fridges one for an energy drink with its branding down the side, and one for actual food, with one of those little air fry, rotisserie ovens on top, his double bed made with fresh fancy sheets that even smelt of fabric softener, lights around his room on the controller, actual bags and kits for his laundry and such. Honestly, you could live here very happily but that's what happens when your parents pay your tuition in full and are on the board of directors. he glanced at me from his chair new game control controller in hand smirking as he saw me in his doorway "yes?"