Can I Call You Tonight? || Crush Imagines

• magnetic •

"my heart feels like a giant magnet, everything about you sticks to my heart boy"

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You hated him. 

And yet you felt yourself falling for this bastard.

"Y/n is ugly," a boy in your class said. All of your classmates started laughing.

"Nice one, C/n,"

You felt your face heat up in embarrassment.

You put your head down, trying your best not to cry but it was just too much. 

You saw and felt the tears running down your face, spilling onto the paper below you. Before you knew it, you were full on crying. 

Your teacher tried her best to comfort you, taking you outside the room to cool off. She gave you alone time, but you couldn't stop crying no matter how hard you tried. 

There were countless other times than this. 

You just laughed it off because if you didn't you were some wimp who couldn't take a "joke". 

But this time, it hurt. And it made all of those feelings you pushed down explode.

You shook your head. Why were you remembering those things now? That was 4 years ago.You left that school, those people, that stupid class.

You hated them, all of them. 

But now things were different.

You were different.

You had a major glowup on the inside and outside.

You had loving friends surrounding you, and you knew that if someone picked on you that they would be there.

But it still haunted you. You changed but you were still at risk. People didn't pick on you anymore. At least not directly.

One of your friends told you someone made fun of the filters you used on social media, "Ew they're stuck on the 2019 filters," but that you could take. That's nothing compared to what you had to go through.

And guess what? It was like someone hit the restart button because it was your first day of high school.

You were happy, you got in a good high school, one you thought none of those jerks would attend. What a plesant thought. Nobody would bully you again.

As you entered your homeroom, you noticed that one kid in particular stood out to you. He looked somehow familiar but you couldn't quite pin it. You sat down to one of your new friends, whom you had met in the hallway earlier.

While you were talking, another boy walked in loudly. He looked somehow familiar too.

"Yo, C/n, you changed your hair you litle bastard!" the loud boy laughed.

Your eyes widened. 

No.

You were sure it wasn't him.

It had to be a different C/n. 

No way an idiot like him would get into a school like this.

The loud boy, whom you now realized was C/n right hand man, C/f/n turned his attention onto you.

"Hey, pretty girl, don't I know you from somewhere," you ignored his comment, you weren't even sure he was talking to you anyway. After all, he called you nasty things in primary school.