(Sorry late, math and french homework. And idiotic human female hormones giving me my goddamn period 🙄)
(Listening to Superbad Mantra by J4WNY on repeat while writing 😩😩✌️)
(Also, the generator must love Natalie to get her 3x, but same bestie 🚪💕)
Natalie had a talent.
Was it smarts? Debatable.
Prettines maybe? Fuckable. (and hot, and sexy, and mama mia 🤌)
But the one that stood out had to be hand made, specifically chosen for her.
Annoying the absoloute living shit out of you.
Seriously, she could do it from anywhere, at anytime.
You could be lying on your deathbed and she'd dab on you. (She totally would dab unironically)
You quickly shook your head, snapping back to the game.
Natalie held the ball, dribbling with her feet and avoiding the opponents.
She got quite far until they had her surrounded.
You were free and it was an easy choice to make, right?
Since all the defenders were guarding Natalie (like idiots), you were wide open and ready to shoot.
An almost guaranteed goal.
You have no idea why Natalie made the choice.
Instead of passing it to you, she shot it. Resulting in the opponents gaining the ball and conceding a goal through your net.
"Natalie, why in the actual fuck would you do that?!" You angrily stormed up to her.
"Shut up, brat. You would've missed anyway." She spat back.
"Even if i did, i could've gotten the ball back! You confused our defense, you made them freeze due to your stupid selfishness!"
"Annoying."
"Rat."
"Druggie."
"Pussy."
"Cock."
"Balls."
"Dick."
"Fuck off." Heh, she ran out of words to say.
(Flashback, THEY WERE YOUNG HERE. AIGHT!?)
"Hey, Natalieeee!"
"Yess?"
"I'm gonna marry you when i grow up."
"As if, hmph!" She blushed, pouting.
"Yes i will!" You almost yelled.
"No you're not!" The brown haired girl replied, averting her gaze.
"Fine, promise. If i remember when we're 17, you marry me."
"Challenge accepted, loser!" She giggled.
(Flashback over.)
"Ugh, what a liar..." She mumbled, slapping herself.
(Natalie's P.O.V. cause idk what to write.)
Why am i still hung up on a promise from childhood? Ughh..
Idiot me. I should've accepted while i could.
Now she probably doesn't even remember that day, stupid-stupid Natalie!
YOU ARE READING
Compulsive Actions, Intrusive Thoughts. (Yellowjackets Oneshots)
Romancei need somewhere to write my delulu imagines 😩 Also, ALL ARE WLW/GL SINCE I'M GAY. But if i don't specify any private parts only limited to f, it can be read as gn.
