Imagine scenarios (y/n x h/n)

Imagine (23) Your saviour

Tw: mentions of sexual harassment and assault. Pls do not read if uncomfortable.. (I just wanted to write this for my book)

You were in the school grounds, all alone because your enemy had decided to pull a prank on you which you wanted to escape the embarrassment from. It was late at night, yet you had to clear your mind, so despite wise words not to walk around in the dark at night with boys and creepy men around, you decided to go for a stroll around the corridors. Swiping through your phone, you focused your attention on the game you were playing since there was nobody in sight. You muttered something unintelligible under your breath as you hit another wrong note. Sighing, you pocketed your phone and continues walking along the deserted hallways.
Soon, you came across the females toilet, where you decided to take a trip to to cool down. Splashing water on your face, you patted your hair down and wiped your hands on your jacket. When you exited the toilet, a hooded figure dragged you into the neighboring teachers bathroom and bolted the door. It was the perverted boy in the school, and he was in a bathroom with you. Alone. He chuckled to himself. "How could you be so stupid? You gave me the perfect opportunity!" He smirked while undoing his shirt buttons. "What are you doing?" You asked shakily. He cornered you against the wall beside the bowl and tried to unbutton your blouse. "What a perfect body. It's such a shame you were walking alone. You were practically inviting me to touch you.." You shuddered and tried to back away, but the wall was, after all, a wall. He tried lifting your skirt, but u pushed him with enough force that he stumbled back. He rubbed his jaw, fingers trailing across the unshaven skin. "Naughty girl. Let's get this over and done with, okay? Retaliating would only make this harder" He dragged your skirt all the way up, revealing your under garments, but you were too afraid to move, despite every cell in your body screaming at you to back away. Shaking all over as he tried to pull the band of your skirt down, you scream for help. He laughed. "It's too late. No one will hear you.."
He grabs your chin, and you bite down, hard. He is taken aback, so you took this advantage and ran to unlock the door. He spat a curse word as you buttoned your shit and ran. However shaky you were, you kept running, the creepy guy hot on your heels. You whimpered as you felt him get closer. Tears were streaming out of your eyes unnoticed as you ran, and ran. Finally, you came to a room you were familiar with. Lucky you, whose was it? Your enemy's. How awfully convenient. But, you couldn't hesitate. You rammed your fists into the door while screaming his name repeatedly. He was right next to you, and he was touching you again. "Oh dear.. calling for help? It's a pity he won't unlock the door. He hates you. I've seen it." You cried loudly while he grabbed the curve of your behind. "H/n!" You screamed helplessly. His laughter sounded behind you. You pounded hard on the door again and again while he tries to get his hands on you.
The door finally unlocks and opens, a startled h/n looking from you to the perverted schoolmate. His shock warped into a fierce anger. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO HER?" he shouts, pulling you behind him. Your legs give way, and you sink to the floor, folding in on yourself.
You hear the sound of flesh against bone, and you whimper, trying to erase the memories of his hands on your body. "If you dare lay a finger on her one more time, im going to make sure that your nose won't be the only thing that needs healing, you got me? No one fucks with my girl." he warns before slamming the door. He sighs, and squats beside your shaking frame, motioning for you to go closer. He reaches a hand, slowly, but not before asking for your consent. "Is this okay?" He asks softly, pulling you into his steady arms and rubbing your back. You nod. You shouldn't feel comfortable from another human's touch at the moment, much less from your enemy, but you do. His gentle touch calms you down, and for a moment you forget the events that had just unfolded. He tilts your chin upwards, so that you're looking at him, and brushes a thumb across your teary cheeks. "I hate it when you cry," he says, and You sniffle, burying your head into the crook of his neck. Stroking your hair softly, he lifts you up and gently sits you onto his bed.
                      "Can I check if he hurt you?" He asks softly, not moving an inch until you give him the green light. He lifts your shirt and skims his fingers gently over your ribs, and you wince. It must have been from when he knocked you into the bathroom. "Does it hurt there? It's probably just bruised, but I can give you something for it if you'd like," he suggests, pulling your shirt back to its original position. You shake your head and try not to think about the creep. He'd probably haunt you in your sleep for the next few weeks. You don't realise you're lost in thought until H/n passes you a t shirt. You look at him in confusion. "Change up. Or.. do you want me to bring you back to your room?" He asks, still holding his T shirt. "No.. I.. I want to stay."
                     After changing and washing up slightly, you emerge from the bathroom to find H/n with his head in his hands. You put a hand on his shoulder, and he jumps. "Sorry, I.. are you okay?" You ask when he looks up. He sighs and drags a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I... I was just thinking.. if I hadn't played the prank on you, you wouldn't have ended up in this situation. I'm so fucking sorry, y/n, this is all my fault," he says, regret lacing his voice. You shake your head. "You couldn't have prevented this, it's really not your fault," you insist, and he smiles softly. He pats the empty pace beside him, and you slide under the covers. It's warm, and it smells like him. "Sorry, I didn't want to make this about me. How are you feeling?" He asks, pulling you into his chest. "I'm.. better, now, I suppose," you shrug, but snuggle into his embrace. Weren't you guys enemies like 2 seconds ago? You and me both have no idea how the relationship changed so fast. You're about to drift to sleep when he clears his throat. "Uhm.. actually, I had something I want to tell you."
                  "Go on, I'm listening."
                   "I.. uh.. I'm in love with you, y/n I've been for a really long time, I just didn't know how to tell you, so I've been doing these stupid pranks hoping you'll fall me for too but then it just made you hate me and now-" you cut him off by bringing your lips to his. It's an innocent kiss, nothing but the pure confession that your "bully", has actually been in love with you this entire time.