One shots (Character X Fem.Reader)

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I ran away from him, as he chased me. "(Y/n)! I need my bag!" I felt a pang in my heart. How could he? He got a girlfriend...and forgot about me...I continued to run away from him. I clutched my chest. It hurts. He was supposed to be mine.

He catches he and hugs me. "Come on (Y/n)! I give up, and flung his bag at him. "What happened? Why are you in such a foul mood?" He laughs. He found this funny? I Humph. Because of you. "Nothing. No reason." He laughs. "Well, I'm leaving now. I'm gonna be late on my date! See you later!" He waves to me and quickly runs to his car, driving off.

Xavier...cant you see?...I want you...I held my chest as tears ran down my face. I closed my eyes, as my memory traveled back to the day I was 7 and he was 9.
"Xavier! When I grow up, I'll marry you!" Young Xavier laughed. "Okay (Y/n). I'm looking forward to that day. I laughed at my foolish younger self. Who knew it  would turn out to be like this?

I walked inside the house. Maybe...was it better this way? Should I just...forget about my feelings for him? But I can't. It's impossible. Everytime I try, it feels like my heart is being ripped to shreds. I sigh. Oh well. Don't be too greedy (Y/n).

Xavier's POV

My mind kept traveling off, as my girlfriend Amelia started blabbering away. I sighed in annoyance. " Oh my god Xavier! Look at that bag! I want that for my Christmas gift! You'll buy that for me won't you?" She speaks, in a plastic barbie voice. I put up a fake smile. " Of course babe." My face cringes as I say that.

My mind travels back to (Y/n). Oh how I wished my girlfriend was like her. A caring, naive, innocent girl. Actually ... I don't even want my girlfriend to be like her. I want (Y/n) to be my girlfriend. Not Amelia. I want (Y/n). I want to taste her soft lips, I want her lips, trailing down my stomach as I moan-my wonderful thoughts was interrupted by Amelia once again. Sigh.

"Were you even listening?" She screeches. "Oh my god! You've ruined my day! I'm going home-" before she could say anymore, I held her on the shoulders. " Listen Amelia." I took a deep breathe. "Well? What is it?" She asks, tapping her foot impatiently. " Let's break up."I said slowly.

She just looks at me and gives me a slow nervous laugh. "You're kidding right?" She questions. I shake my head and walks away from her, towards my car. I can hear her complaints and pleas. I ignored her. My mission right now wasn't her. It was (Y/n). I smiled at the thought of her.

I quickly arrived at (Y/n)'s home and I ringed the doorbell. No one answered. I twisted the doorknob and walked into the house. How careless of her to leave the door open. I softly giggled. I walked to the couch where I heard soft snores. I smile.

I see (Y/n) on the couch, sleeping and snoring softly. So cute. I looked at her face. This wouldn't be...taking advantage of her right? I slowly bent down and raised my lips to her forehead and gave her a soft peck. I took my lips off, as a full flush came over on my face. This...I can't..."Xavier?..." I turn around to see (Y/n) rubbing her eyes.

"You're back? It's so early...did you forget something?" She asks. Yes....I did. It was you. I just smiled and shook my head, telling her the date didn't go well. She nods her head understanding. But while she nodded I thought I saw a smile? Or was that just me?

(Y/n) POV. Few years later

"Why?! Why are you leaving?! Why are you leaving for the army?!" I screamed, standing under the cherry blossoms. He smiles at me sadly. I want to have the money (Y/n). I want to have the money to spoil..." Don't say it. Don't say her name. "I want to spoil you (Y/n). " My eyes widened in suprise. What?

He sighs, taking a deep breathe, he starts talking. " (Y/n), I've liked you ever since we were small." Was this...the confession...the confession I longed and waited for? Tears leaped into my eyes. Why was he telling me this now? Why did he date Amelia then?

"I dated Amelia, because I thought that you wouldn't like me and would look at me like I was a weirdo, and rather than breaking our friendship, I remained quiet. I thought dating Amelia would stop me from liking you...but I guess I didn't." He said nervously, and as if reading my thoughts. I was silent. I didn't know what to say to this long awaited confession.

I could feel my eyes burn, as tears leaked out. "(Y/n)? Did I make you uncomfortable? I'm so sorry-" I pulled him in for a kiss. He paused, shocked, before he deepens the kiss. As we pulled apart, he smiles. " I've also liked you since we were small." I confessed. His eyes widens. " I love you Xavier."

" (Y/n)...this may sound crazy but...will you carry my children?... I mean...this might be the last time I'm with you so-" I answered him with a kiss. That night, we eloped under the cherry blossoms.

Years later...

I started at the gravestone, laying down my flowers. I quickly stood up, as I heard a voice calling for me. "Mom!" I smiled. "Linny." I called out to my daughter. He looked so much like him. I hugged her and slowly sobbed. I remembered back to the night after we eloped. I remember that one question. " Are you cold (Y/n)?" He asked. I remember answering with a no. But this time...this time..."I'm cold...it's so cold Xavier..." I cried.

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