𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒?

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summary: you and mason are friends until you realise your feelings for each other
genre: fluff
warnings: swearing, school

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"y/n!" i heard from behind me. i turn to see one of my friends from my first class calling my name.

"hey, what's up?" i ask as she gets closer to me and my friends. she has a really wide smile on her face, one that looks like it's been drawn on with a permanent marker.

"you will never believe what i just heard in history! you know leo, mason's friend?" i nod to her. "him and mason were pissing about in lesson and leo said that apparently mason is obsessed with you, like he really likes you."

i feel my face go red and my friends start going "oooooo!" beside me. one of them says "y/n you've been obsessing over him for ages this is so good for you!" and i slap her on the arm.

i look back at the girl in front of me "you're not playing are you?"

she frantically shakes her head as she says "never i promise girl." i smile, thank her and wave as she walks away. i look back at me friends' smug faces.

"shut up."

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i walk into biology and mason beckons me over to sit next to him. the only good things about biology are the seating plan and the teacher (who's actually a decent person). i smile and dap him up before taking my seat. i'm not really sure if i should bring up what my friend told me earlier, in case she's just messing with me.

"what's up with you?" his voice brings me back to reality and i look over at him. he chuckles, "you're never this quiet." i slap his arm and laugh before opening my book. i just can't stop thinking about earlier.

i turn to face him. "mase?"

"yeah?" he replies, not looking up from his notes. i take a second to appreciate how good he looks like this, all focused on his work.

"i heard something earlier, about you..." i say smugly, making him look at me.

he makes a confused face and his eyebrows furrow "um, okay?" he laughs slightly.

"mhm, apparently you like me." i say with a smirk and watch as his cheeks go bright red. "actually apparently you really like me." he pushes my shoulder as he mumbles that i should piss off. "well tell me is it true?" i say it like i'm kidding but i actually really want to know. i know hat i want the answer to be. "mason!" i whisper-shout.

he looks at me again, but this time it feels different. this time he says a thousand words without saying anything. "yeah." he mumbles and i smile widely.

"i'm sorry what was that? i couldn't hear you." i smirk as he rolls his eyes and looks back at me.

"yes y/n i like you."

"i'm sorry you'll really have to speak up."

"I LIKE YOU Y/N!"

the whole class goes silent before mason's friend leo gets up and starts shouting "OI OI!" making everyone pipe up. eventually the teacher tells everyone to shut up and then looks at us. "do you two need a minute outside?" he says laughing at us. we awkwardly nod and get up, trying not to burst out laughing, even though that's exactly what we do as soon as the door shuts.

when we calm down we sit beside each other next to the door of the classroom and i lay my head on his shoulder. "you know you're quite lucky." i tell him eventually.

he looks down at me. "what do you mean?" he asks, crossing his pinky finger over mine.

"you're quite lucky because i really like you back." i look up at him and smile before i notice him look down at my lips and back into my eyes. i place a hand on his cheek and lean into him. the kiss is slow and gentle and mason puts one of his hands onto my hip and squeezes it softly. my heart is beating so fast i can hear it in my ears.

"okay then-" the door behind us opens and our science teacher walks out. we all stare blankly at each other for a second. "you make me want to throw up." he says, staring at where our hands are placed. "come on then, you've had more than long enough to make out, get in here."

we chuckle as we walk back into the classroom, the whole class says "oooo" in unison until the teacher tells them to be quiet again. i hold mason's hand under the table as he rests it on my thigh and smile as i recollect everything that just happened in the last ten minutes.

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HELP IMAGINE IF TEACHERS WERE REALLY LIKE THIS

"she's your lobster!💗"
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