Eɳɗ Mɛ (Leafy x Reader x Onision)

Chapter Two: Never

"Dammit, we lost him!" You cry, turning the corner with Greg right behind you, "That boy got legs for days."

"What does that even mean?" Greg looks at you, flipping some hair out his face like some emo kid.

"You know what I mean, poo brain." You do a little smirk, making Greg feel confused as fuck but y'know, it's whatever.

"Yea, sure. So we lost New Boy, can we go to Calculus now?"

"Probably the best thing to do since we're gonna be--"

The bell rings.

"Late..." Greg finishes the sentence for you as the bell rang. "Let's go," He grabs your hand and you two start to scurry on to class.

Entering the math class, you see Calvin in one of the seats.

Oh, so he has this class as well?

You elbow Greg, "look," You say quietly.

"What?" He turns his head and he sees Calvin sitting in his seat.

"Hurry up and take your seats (Y/n) and Greg, you're already late. Geez, stop smooching in the hallways and get to class on time," Your teacher, Mr. Will says, rolling his eyes.

The class laughs and you blush in embarrassment.

It's hard being best friends with a guy because people often think you two are dating. You quickly go to your seat, next to Calvin.

You look at him, "um--"

"You're in my seat." Greg walks up to Calvin at the desk, cutting you off.

Calvin and Greg stare at each other for a long second, "Can you move?" Greg asks angrily.

"Onion boy?" Calvin smirks.

Wot.

"Don't call me that."

"It's been so long, onion boy!"

"Just get out my seat you little--"

"Greg." You stop him, "find another seat and don't cause a scene."

He looks at you, "Fine." He finds another seat and sits down hard, pissed.

"Sorry about my friend." You apologize.

"No need for apologies," He smiles at you then his face goes back to a resting bitch face expression he just seems to have.

"Yea..." You look down at your desk.

"I can't believe you're actually dating him, though."

"What? No, we're not dating--"

"I know. We all know Greg can't get a girlfriend." He jokes.

"Actually, he had several."

"Nah, you're lying."

"I'm not, I've known him since 9th grade."

"Hmmm..." Is all he says before looking back at his desk.

I'm curious

"So why do you call Greg Onion--"

"Okay, class! Enough chit-chat and let's get to learnin!" Mr. Will shuts the whole class up.

After class, Calvin speeds off again.

"Calvin wait--" You call but Greg grabs you making you stop.

"Don't speak to him."

"Why not--"

"Just don't."

"Uhm, you're not the boss of me." You take back your arm then he roughly grabs your waist pushing you against the desk,

"I said don't. Never speak to him."

You grip your hands on his shoulders and your face is dangerously close to his, "Greg, let go..."

"Promise not to talk to him?"

"But..."

"EW! get a room!" One student yells before leaving the class.

Greg steps away from you, "Let's go."

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At Lunch -Time skip-

"Are you gonna tell me?"

"No, he's just a dick, okay?"

"Whyyyy is he a dick?

"He made middle school hell for me," he pauses, "but so did I for him."

"Were you guys like best friends or something?"

"I don't want to talk about it, eat your food." He sips his water.

"Greg! Tell me~" you whine.

"No." He says sternly, "fuck off."

"Okay, I think I will when I get home." You smirk seeing Greg's cheeks turn a bright red.

"Good, this discussion is over," he wipes his mouth. "Don't bring up Calvin up ever again. And if I see you talking to him I'll do..."

"Do what? What happens if I do talk to him? You can't tell me what to do."

"You're right, I can't," he looks at you, "still, I'm just trying to protect you."

"Protect me?"

"Oh, Nothing." He gets up and throws his trash away.

"Greeegggggg...!"

"Whhaaaatttttt."

"I wanna know!"

"How long my dick is?"

You give him an 'are you kidding me' look, "No, ass wipe."

"Oh, thought you'd like to know."

"Don't change the subject!"

"Subjects are great."

"Greg!"

He laughs, "Listen, how are you still single? You're adorable."

"Shut up. I'm only single because I'm not necessarily ready for a relationship. Besides, if I do get a boyfriend, I'll be losing time with you, then you'll get mad and just-- you know where I'm getting at."

"Pft, true."

"So are you gonna tell me more about Ca--" Greg grabs your face,

"Don't even."

"Mmmwkay" you weirdly say, since your cheeks are smushed up.

He let's go of your precious face.

"Are you done eating, cutie?"

You look down at your untouched food, "Oh shit."