Eɳɗ Mɛ (Leafy x Reader x Onision)

Chapter Four: Trapped

A/N: Damn, I don't know if I even want to continue this story. The last chapter made everyone uncomfortable, so I don't even know man. But here is chapter 4. -_-

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-Monday, after school-

You're staying after school to earn some more community service hours. You already earned your required hours, but it doesn't hurt to earn more. You're currently in the gym, helping the coach put equipment away. Greg left not too long ago, telling you to text him when you're done.

"Shit, this is heavy," you curse underneath your breath, trying to pick up a certain object.

"You need help?" A voice asks you and you turn your head seeing Calvin. You jump back, surprised to see him. "No, I got this!" You smile at him. He smirks at you and picks up the heavy object without a problem, "It's okay, Princess." He walks over to the storage you and you quickly follow him, "What, you think I'm not strong?" You ask him, very happy you're actually talking to the one and only Calvin Vail. You have so many questions to ask him. "I didn't say you weren't strong." He sets down the object and turns to you, looking deeply in your (e/c) eyes.

"Oh, well, um..." You look down at your feet, suddenly nervous. 

Shit, he's actually pretty hot! 

"Now you have nothing to say," He smirks at you, "I've actually always wanted to talk to you, but Onion boy would always be around." He approaches you and you step back. "Same, though. He told me you're pretty much a dick." Calvin blows some hair out his face, "Did he? Listen, he's the dick. Don't let him fool you."

"I've known Greg for a while, we're pretty close, he can't fool me. He has never lied to me either. If you're a dick, then you're a dick. He never told me his reasons, but I still kinda wanna see how you're a dick personally." You bend down to pick up a random basketball that's on the ground.

"The thing is, I'm not, though," He grabs the ball from you, stepping closer and closer to you. "I'm a sweet guy, especially to a pretty girl." He corners you making your back hit the wall. "I'm not pretty." You blush. "Fine, god damn. You're not pretty, you're sexy." He puts his hand on the wall, leaning towards you while holding the basketball in his other arm. "Calvin, can you like, not." You turn your head, not daring to meet his gaze. 

"I can't compliment you?" He steps away from you.

"You can't."

"Princess, I was just showing how nice I could be. But if you want me to be an asshole I  can." He pretends to throw the ball at you making you flinch. "Don't do that!" You stomp your feet. Calvin laughs, "You're so cute."

Suddenly, the double doors to the storage room close, catching you and Calvin's attention.

"Oh shit." You run over to the door and try to get out. "Shit, shit, shit!" You start to panic.

"Oh god. Are we locked inside?"

"WE ARE!" You practically scream, running to the brown haired boy. 

"No way, we can't be." He attempts to open the door, "Yep, it's fucking locked."

"Nuuuuuu! How could Coach forget we were in here?"

"He probably thought we left." Calvin takes a seat on the ground. You look at him, "Boy, we gotta call for help!" You dig your hands in your pockets, "I left my phone in my other jacket that's on the bench!" You're just losin it. "(Y/n), please shut up. I have my phone, I'll call someone." Calvin pulls out his phone, "Oh, no signal." He flatly says.

"I'm gonna kill my sellfffff!" You sit on the ground next to Calvin. "Look at it this way: We have more bonding time~" He casually wraps an arm around you, pulling you close. You blush lightly, "I hate you." You unwrap his arm from your shoulder, scooting away.

"Geeeez, we only actually started talking today and you hate me already? God, damn you're mean... I find that quite sexy."

Now you know Calvin is a flirt, and annoying. You kinda like that, though.

"Stop flirting with me, just stop." You glare at him and he just stares back at you with his normal resting bitch face. "Fine," Suddenly his lips curl into a smirk, "Cutie."

"WHERE'S THE BLEEACHHH!" You scream.

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About an hour has passed, and Calvin actually gave you some information about him and Greg. You learned that they used to be close in middle school. You learned that Greg used to like to be called Onision, hence why fuckin Calvin keep calling him Onion. Onion boy. What you didn't learn yet is what made them not like each other. You were about to ask but Calvin changed the subject, "Can you cook?" He asks you. "Uhm, I can." He looks at you, "Can you make me lunch tomorrow?" You frown, "Why should I?" He smiles at you, grabbing your arm, pulling you on top of him slightly. "I wanna see what you're capable of~" 

You get off him, "Sure, whatever, I'll make you lunch." You then stand up and try to open the door again, "My parents are probably worried about me! OMG, Greg is probably freaking out!"

"Calm down. We're gonna be here all night, sweety."

"Don't call me that, geez. Like, you're so awkward at first, I thought you would be a sweet cinnamon roll, But nah, you're a little flirt."

"I am." He shrugs.

"UGh!" You groan, "I'm hungryyyyy. I'm tirrreeed. I have homework to do."

"Well that sucks"

"You don't care, do you?"

"Ha, what I'm really caring about is what your lips taste like~"

"Calvin! Stop with the flirting.." Your cheeks heat up.

He wants to kiss me?

"It's true. Girl, usually in like anime or whatever, if two characters are trapped somewhere, the two characters end up making out."

"I don't even know you, really." You cross your arms.

"I don't think that matters. Kiss me~" He puckers his lips.

You squint at him in annoyance, "Stop playing with me. I'm telling you this now I am NOT the one. I know you don't like me so stop messing with me." This sucks because you KNOW he's messing with you, and you're actually beginning to like him a little bit.

"God damn, I'm sorry." 

"Thanks." You sit down, then slowly lay on your side. "I'm gonna try and sleep." You close your eyes and within 5 minutes you're knocked out. Once Calvin knows you are actually asleep, he crawls over to you and cuddles you, keeping you warm. 

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A/N: Yeah I'm makin Calvin just a bit ooc just for the sake of this story. He's a little fubbie, a flirt, a mess. I kinda like it. it is my fan-fiction after all.  Hope you guys enjoy this chapper, bai.