dave lizewski x reader

you saved me

A pounding in my head arose as I blinked back to reality. Where was I? Upon further inspection, I saw the suit of Kickass on the floor. I was in Dave's room. On his bed. Then I saw..
"Dave?"

"Oh shit." I heard him mutter.
"Are you okay? Oh God, of course not. Shit shit." I saw him pacing.

"Wait Dave. Why is the Kickass suit on the floor?"

"God damn it. Y/N I am Kickass!"

"Wait what the hell!?" I screamed but then I felt his hands covering my mouth. We made eye contact as he glanced at me to make sure I would stop screaming. That's when realized he was on top of me.

Neither one of us looked away this time. It felt like it was a game to see who would look away first. I felt his hands come off of my mouth and onto my waist, but his glance stood. Then I felt his eyes travel to my lips. We both leaned in and I swear I could hear our heart beats in sync. Our lips almost touched when he got off the bed. What the hell? Were we in different worlds? Cause I swear we almost kissed seconds ago.

"I-I'm sorry we can't." I heard him turn around to look at his window.

"Why not?" I propped myself on his bedframe.

"Your hurt. It wouldn't be right."

"I have a feeling that isn't the reason. I'm so confused. First I wake up in your bed. Then I find out Kickass is not only real, but it's also you. THEN we almost kiss and now what?"

"You should probably go, your mom is probably worried about you."

"Fuck you Dave."

"Please don't tell anyone about this. You know the whole Kickass thing. Also, just forget this-- that- happened. Please."

"Oh, don't worry." I slammed his door and walked out of his house with tears swelling up my eyes.

It was now December. Honestly things were back to normal. I had mostly forgotten about the whole incident. Me and Dave we're almost finished with our project. But that was only because we worked silently in the library rather than his home. Don't get me wrong, we went back to being friends, but it was just extremely awkward. If I'm being honest, I never got over him. I still like him even after the fact that we were gonna fuck if he didn't chicken out. I'm just hungover about the fact he didn't tell me why he stopped.

DAVES POV ^

I don't know what I was thinking that night. I just wanted to see her in my possession on my bed that night. I always have ever since I saw her for the first time. She's beautiful. If you were to ask me why I didn't kiss her that night the answer would be, I was scared. The whole Kickass thing kind of worked out cause I had nothing left to lose. But if me and Y/N were a thing, I would lose her if something happened to me. I wouldn't be able to bear knowing she would lose something important to her.

There was too much of an urge to change my mind about being platonic when she in my house, alone. So I made our project studying stay in the library. I could never focus on the project when she was on my bed with me. I think that this was for me best. The only guilt I have to deal with is that me and Y/N couldn't be a thing. Obviously I still have feelings for her, but I just need to push all of that out of my head and move on. I don't even think Y/N liked me when I forced myself on her. Atleast that's what I tell myself.

wow busy chapter 🤪