An enemies to lovers story! What happens when a girl enters an all boys school with eight other girls...
#josephdescamps
(Joseph descamps x Oc)
Fanfic!
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I hunt down Descamps and his friend group. I see Descamps turning around to see me and he laughs as he walks away with his little group. I scoff as I sprint to catch up to him.
"Descamps!" I say, continuing to follow him as he snickers, I cross my arms when he ignores me.
I repeat my self a little louder. "Descamps!"
"Does anyone hear that?" Descamps says, laughing as he continues to walk.
I glare at him, fuming. The nerve of that boy...I shouldn't be surprised, he's Joseph Descamps after all.
I grab a rock from the ground and I aim it at his head.
He Immediately turns around and I walk closer to him as he towers over me, being 4 inches taller than me.
"Give them back." I say looking up at him with my hands on my hips, receiving a smirk from him.
"Give what back, miss perfect?" He says, leaning closer as he continues to smirk.
Ugh how I hate this boy. "Don't act coy, you know damn well what I'm talking about."
"Oh yeah? Well sorry to inform you but your little friend won't be getting his glasses back, well unless you give me something in exchange." He says, sighing as he glares into my eyes before he grabs me by the waist and his mouth right next to my ear. "How about your virginity, hm?" I gasp when Descamps says that, how dare he?! And how did he know that I was a virgin?!
His friends laugh as he smirks and I glare at him until I snatch his eye patch right off, causing his injured eye to be exposed, I hear a few gasps as I throw it on the ground and I step on it.
His smile quickly fades and I could feel the tension thickening, I knew I shouldn't have done that but I just did and there is no going back now.
...
Descamps continues to glare down at me, not moving a muscle, I would have expected him to yell at me or even slap me, but no. He's just standing still, glaring down at me like a hawk.
I see Descamps grab Applebaums glasses from his right pocket, I flinch a little when he forcefully grabs my hand, unclenching them, he places them at the palm of my hand.
He sighs and lets go of me. He bends down and picks up his eyepatch which is now dirty and he puts it back on.
"Don't try that again." He says in a firm tone as he walks away with his friends.
