dave lizewski x reader

partners

I was in Dave Lizewski's room. The place he grew up in. The place where he slept, ate, etc. The point was, I was breathing in his living space.
It was Monday afternoon, and we decided to start brainstorming our project.
"Do you want something to drink?" I heard Dave ask from across his room looking in his mini fridge.

"Uhm, a water's fine thanks. " I sat awkwardly on his bed, inhaling the scent. He tossed me the water and of course I didn't catch it. But he just chuckled silently so I felt a little bit better.

But this project was actually like 20% of our final grade, and the rubric for it was like six pages long. So we quickly got to work. Time flew past and before we knew it was 8.

He was actually a good partner. Smart, funny, and we honestly got very little work done cause we were talking a lot. I never noticed how talkative he was. Usually he's quiet and keeps to himself, so I was surprised when I found out he had a lot to say.
"So same time tomorrow?" I asked, not trying to hide the fact I had a good time.

"Sure, yeah. We have so much to work on. I'll see you at school tomorrow!" Dave walked me out and we parted. Wow. I had a feeling this project was going to be a good one.

As the days past, I had actually gotten to know Dave. He was by far the most genuine person in the school. My feelings got stronger for him, but I developed friendship with him aswell. A month went by and it was now October. We still had only completed about a quarter in our project. Most of our "study nights" were us talking and "flirting". Ok flirting is overstatement, but occasionally he would compliment me and graze my hands on "accident". We even laid next to other on the bed sometimes and I swear, I caught a few of his stares. Once when we were laying down, we had eye contact for what felt like a minute. My heart rate sped up so much I felt dizzy. Of course I ruined the moment by looking down at my paper.

Anyways, me and Dave have certainly got to know each other.

I had just left from the Comics Cafe after a big gossip session with Katie. That's when I told her how I felt about Dave. I didn't regret it or anything, I trusted her. Although she was popular, I don't think she would tell anybody. I took a shortcut through the alley on the way back. Suddenly I felt someone grab me by my neck and shove me against a wall. Holy shit. Was I about to get mugged? Or raped? In my blurry vision, I saw a man in a ski mask. Oh Fuck.

"Give me your fucking money. NOW."
The man searched my pockets for my wallet. That's when I felt him start to unbutton my jeans. I tried to resist but he was ten times stronger than me. I was able to head butt his nose but that got me no where.
He winced in pain and threw me to the ground.
"YOU CUNT! FUCK YOU BITCH."
Suddenly, the man in the ski mask fell to the ground. Wait a damn minute. Kickass!? The green suited vigilante was the last thing I saw before losing consciousness.