vance hopper ,, one shots ,,

** - pretty boy, wicked heart -

Warning you now this is kinda smut but its not graphic soo **
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Sitting on a bench at school, listening to music on your walkmen and reading romeo and juliet was something you loved doing.

You also loved looking at your crush. Not in a creepy way though, you knew that. You thought his features were just so mesmerizing.

The way he looked while wiping the blood off of his lips, the way he looked when he rubs the bruise on his left cheek. He was just so beautiful.

The way he looked while beating 2 boys at a time, and still winning made you fall for him even harder, it made your heart flutter.

You never knew why you liked him since hes a total dickhead.

As you continue to read, you feel someone touch your shoulder. You get up turning around, frightened,

Until you see vance.

He knew you liked him, the whole school knew cause you told your old friend olivia. You weren't complaining though, he seemed to be more intrested in you then before.

"Hey baby, Ya miss me?" He says, getting closer and closer to your face. The smell of cheap ciggaretes filled your nostrils.

A tiny bruise on his cheek-bone you wanted to touch, his eyes you wanted to stare in forever, until he says something.

"I love your slutty lookin' face you know that? So innocent lookin' yet your so desperate for my dick."

You sit back, in shock from what he said. You weren't gonna admit it was true. You wanted to fuck him so bad, hoping his hands would wonder your body, touch every single bit of it.

You wanted him bad and he knew it.

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Umm..