(Y/N)'s POV:
"No." I answered dead panning at him, (C/N).
(C/N) looked slightly disappointed.
But I still can't hide the slightly little feeling of accomplishment.
Like, hey. It's not like everyone could see this side of him, or rather, let everyone see.
But you wanna know why I turned down? Well let's just say...
~AWESOME FLASHBACK~
"(Y/N) can you help me with something?" he asked me. out of blue. just, wow.
"Umm.. yeah.. sure!"
"Ok. At my house. text me when you'll come!" he stated, walking away to his classroom..
"As long as there's food! I'll sure come!!" I reminded him.
Why on super scorching hot molten volcanoes would he ask me a favor?
Well, I better go to class or (T/N) will bombard me with sarcastic old person questions..
OWW!!
DAMN!!!! I stubbed my toe!
Well, shit.
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"Lalala~~" "no, it lacks of something.."
"uwahuwahua~" "nahh, sounds like a retarded chiua-doggie shit."
"Umm (Y/N),what the hell are you doing in front of my electric fan?" (C/N) asked me.
He looked at me like I'm an alien or like I shit my pants whatever.
"What? I'm just singing in front of it."
"Well, stop it. You sound like a lunatic prisoner just escaped some Azkaban--y shit of a jail."
Now it's my turn to looked at him shocked.
"(C/N)... don't tell me.. you've watched Parry Hotter series??"
He looked away and said nothing.
"just drink this." He shoved the glass of iced tea to me.
"So.. about the favor?" I finally asked him. I'm so curious to this 'favor' of him..
.....
"Will you go to a ball dance party with me?"
"Oh well-- WAIT, BALL DANCE WHAT?!" I nearly spit the liquid I've been drinking.
"Yeah, my family hosted it and, and you know, will probably make me dance with an old fart or a girly who's obsessed over her perfect shiny pink coated fingers who'll whine at almost anything, if I don't have someone to attend with." he explained.
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...
"Well, you must be rich to host a party like that!" I stated.
"Well, duh. Captain Obvious."
his remarks. his muthafuckin remarks! Gahh it's so annoying!
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Crush x Reader
Random*uhuehuehue* This story probably contains randomness, idiotic schemes, awkward staring and situations, bestfriend's fangurling, and the oh so mighty adventures of (y/n) on pursuing and probably *coughcoughstalkingcoughcough* her crush, (c/n)..
