One shots (Character X Fem.Reader)

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London POV:

"I'll bet you 50, if you ask the girl out." Min smirks." Hey, I'll bet you 100 if you can make that girl fall for you in a week." Henry smirks. I grin. "Actually?" I ask. He smirks, and nods. Lars raised his hand up. 200 when you break her heart." He said. I grinned. "Alright. Bet."

I walked up to the girl and smiled. "Hey...I was wondering if you wanted...to go out?" I said. The girl looks up from her papers. I can see the flush on her face. "R-really? Me?" She asked, looking around several times to check. I smiled.

(Y/n) POV

I smiled, at the thought of my first date. 'It has to be nice.' I thought, clenching my fist. I picked out a soft pink dress, and put it on. I put a light pink gloss on, and a cute little pin on my dress. I braided my hair into a nice fishtail braid. "This...looks fine."

I walked out, with a small purse. To the movie theaters...I haven't been there in years. I smiled. I see London waiting for me. He smiles, seeing me, and waving me over. I waltzed to him and grinned. This was gonna be the best day ever.

We watched a horror/mystery movie. I liked the mystery, while he liked the horror. During one of the jump scares, a lot of people screamed. But I was the only one that screamed and threw my bucket of popcorn up, which landed on London's head. I kept apologizing.

Next, we went to this cute store, which had lots of stationary. I couldn't help myself, and  ended up buying two bags of it. Next, we went to an arcade. London won lots of games, and I ended up getting 5 plushies. I shared 4 with some children, and kept 1.

At the end of the day, London gave me a slight peck on the forehead, and walked away. I walked inside my home, into my bedroom, and buried my head in the pillow and squealed. He gave a peck on my forehead!

The next day, at school, I would often be greeted by him. It was pure bliss.  I smiled, as he smiled and waved at me again. I smiled, and waved back at him.

London. POV:

I smiled as she waved back at me.  "Hey, you really like her huh." One of my friends say. "No. Just doing the bet for the money." I said,.grinning. But deep inside, I felt my heart throb. Was I really doing it for the money?

I lied in bed that night, questioning myself. Did I really do this for the money...or did I fall in love with her? I felt conflicted. I held my throbbing head, not able to decide, nor know.

My heart throbbed at the sight I pictured. She, leaving me in heartbreak. I pause. But the money...it'll help for my mom...then I thought back to my mom, who was currently lying in the hospital. Then, I came up with a decision. I know what I'm going to do now.

First, I'll break up with her, and get the money for my mom. Then, I'll go back to her, and explain the situation. She'll definitely understand. I nodded my head in confidence. I'll do that, then everything will be better. I won't have to need any more money, and me, my mom, and (y/n) will be able to live in peace.

(Y/n) POV:

I looked at the letter, while lying in bed. A really good school has asked for me to join them. I felt like it was a good idea, and the due date was the day after tomorrow. When I agree, I have to directly move to Podel the day after tomorrow. But ...I didn't want to leave my boyfriend. I'll ask him tomorrow to see what he thinks about this

The next morning, I did my morning routine and went to school. I opened my locker, and found a note in it. It told me to go to the roof. I smile. This must be London's doing. I quickly rushed to the roof, not caring that class has begun. I see London waiting for me.

I tiptoed up to him and jumped on his back. He yelps in surprise, then pulls me off. He had a grim look on his face. "A-are you okay London?" I asked. He looks at me sadly. Before saying something unexpected. "Let's break up."

I stared at him in shock. This was a joke right? I looked at him desperately. "I-its a joke right?" I look at him, only to see he is staring at the ground. He slowly walks away. I fall to the floor, as emotions come rushing over me. I started sobbing.  Why? Why did it have to end like this?

"I'm sorry. I'll explain everything to you later." He eventually walks away, and in the building. Later? I wasn't having it. I quickly sent an email to the school that decided to scout me. I will go. It's decided now.

London POV:

I walked out the hospital feeling refreshed. I texted to (Y/n) to see if she wanted to hear my explanation today. She didn't respond. I guess it's fair that I got ignored today. Hopefully she'll have her anger quelled by tomorrow, and we'll be back together after explaining everything.

The next morning, I walked to school, only to find her not there. I asked around the school for her, until a girl, who seemed to be her friend replied. "She's moving to Podel and resume university there. My heart cracked. What? Why was I hearing this now? I quickly called her phone a few times. She didn't answer...what have I done?

Years later

(Y/n) POV:

I stared at the tv, relaxing on my couch.

Today, there was a car crash. This seemingly drunk man, decided to drink, and drive, hitting a man around his 20s, causing him to be deeply injured. The man is currently lying in the hospital, recovering. I believe his name is London Jaraguai.

My heart stopped. What? I called a friend of his. He answered, and told me what happened. London's life is in complete chaos. I quickly booked a ticket back home. Hang in there London...I can't bear to see you die...

When I got back, it was too late though. He was already stone dead, as he was pale as snow. I sobbed. Why? Even though...he broke my heart, I didn't want to see him like this...why? I sobbed.

On his funeral, I stayed silent throughout the whole thing. Until my turn came up. "He was the best boyfriend...that I ever had. He never failed to surprise me. My heart was filled with eternal love for him, never dying." I whispered, placed the white flower down, and stepped back.

Few years later

I sat by his grave, staring at it. He didn't deserve this...I sobbed, holding the flower bouquet. Suddenly someone walks by me, and drops a letter. When I looked behind me, they were gone. I opened the letter.

Dear (y/n)

When you read this, I will most likely be dead. I am so sorry for what I have done. Please forgive me. At first, I made a bet with my friends, for 350 dollars, and like a idiot I was, I accepted. But later on, I slowly started falling for you. But I still had to complete the bet. I needed the 350 dollars, because my mother was in the hospital. I thought after I was done, I could ask you out again, and this time, properly. I am so sorry I wasn't able to actually say this. Sorry.

With love, from London.

Tears rolled down my face. "You idiot...you big fat idiot...I forgive you" I sobbed, hugging his grave. But I knew. I knew he couldn't be resurrected. I held a rock at my head. See you in heaven or my next life. With that, I brought the rock onto my head.

LA FIN