evan peters imagines one shots Smut

(Not) nice to meet you tate x the reader

so this is my first text hope you will enjoy! :3

You entered in the classroom with Josh by your sides. Every girls looked at you with envy in their eyes. You were actually dating the quarterback of the football team. You didn't really love him. Being totally honest with yourself you didn't love him, you just found him attractive. But he really wanted you to date him and you knew how lucky you were so accepted to become his girlfriend. Moreover he was very gentle with you and you didn't want to be hated by him and his friends cause he could be a true asshole.

You took a seat next to your friend Lisa and opened your poetry book. You were working on Arthur Rimbaud. Contrary to what you thought, you found his poems very modern and it was like someone understand you, to you he was a sort of Kurt Cobain of the 19th century. You were completely lost in your thoughts when your heard his voice. Of course you knew him he was the weirdo of the class but you never paid much attention to him, you didn't even know his name. However what he was saying was pretty fascinating.

"On est pas sérieux quand on a dix sept ans" he quoted in French "By these words Rimbaud wants to show the real spirit of the youth. We just need to have some fun and enjoy life, we should not try to understand life. You know I think that he's right, we don't have to blame ourselves because we don't take life as a serious thing, we're too young for that and it should stay like that forever. And to me this message is still present nowadays in grunge songs for example."

The teacher nodded but it seemed like he didn't really care. Your teacher did not like him, you never understood why because this dirty blond boy was really good in literature and certainly the only one to care about this subject. Maybe he was simply too smart and the professor could not accept it. You thought about him few moments: he was very clever, handsome and seemed really kind but you knew that he was considered as the freak of Westfield High. There was no one like him, he had something dark in his eyes as he was tortured by some demons. For you that was not a problem because you had your own ones but for the rest of the high school he was crazy. Suddenly you felt the hand of Josh on your thigh. You gently smiled at him but pushed him away, you never want him to touch you or kiss you in public. You tried so much to let him do it but you did not feel desire for him so that was really awkward when he showed his love for you.

When you turned your head to the window you realized that the crazy one was looking at you. You didn't know why but you could not help but smile at him. He just turned his head back to his book and felt a little stupid as he rejected you.

You spend the rest of your week as always: pretending to like for a guy to not hurt his feelings and trying your best to be a perfect girlfriend. You felt guilty, like a cheater but hid it to everybody. Pretend to be happy and in love was easier than break with Josh.

Time skip:

You practically ran to the literature class to avoid some sarcasms from Mister Mott about how often you were late. You took the last seat, it was the one next to the blond guy. He looked at you with a mix surprise and disgust. He didn't really like the girls like you, the popular ones who date the popular jerk of the high school. It was so cliche to him. You widely smiled at him and he frowned. He seriously did not understand why you were acting like a nice person and not like basic bitch that you probably were by the way.

"Hey" you said pleasantly trying to begin a conversation with him.

"Hey" he answered coldly.

"Good day" you asked attempting to be as kind as possible

"Don't pretend you care because I know that you don't, girls like you aren't interested by guys like me so stop pretending you're a good person I don't need your pity" he told you sternly. You were confused, did you do something wrong to him.

"I'm... I don't... I... I do care I mean I don't have pity for you I just..."

"you just what?" He cut you "want to prove that you're not a stupid popular girl?" You were pissed off by this boy. He was not just a freak he was an asshole.

"No I try to talk with you cause... I don't really know why maybe I thought you were different from the other but you know what forget what I just said because I'm just a dumb bitch for you. And don't think that you're special, you're unlike them. You're not, you're just like them, you judge people you don't know. You don't worth more than us." He was just shocked by what you told him, no one ever told him that.

"I'm sorry I just..." He mumbled

"Don't be I don't need your pathetic apologies." and you began to read the poem on which you study.

Everything was a mess in his head. He realized how much he fucked up. He didn't even know was he acted like a dick with you, you were just trying to be nice. He really wanted to talk to you, he always found you truly cute and kind. He had a sort of crush on you and was very disappointed when you began to go out with Josh. So why did he do that when his dream finally come true? He really wanted to fix the things.

"I want you to know that you're right I am a fucking jerk and talk to you like shit and you don't deserve it and... can I do something for you to show you that I'm sorry?" He blushed shyly. You could not help but laugh, he was so sweet. He blushed deeply were you having fun of him? He was sure that you'll tell all to your boyfriend and he'll come to remember to him where was his place.

"Yeah I need someone to come with me to my gymnastic training and no one want to drive me and come. So would you like?" You didn't know why you were telling that, you didn't need anybody to come to your training but you felt like you wanted to spend time with this guy. "And by the way I still don't know your name"

"T... Tate" every words he pronounced made him blushed more. "Yeah I guess I could come, I mean yeah sure it will be a pleasure" he just lost his mind, were you really asking him that? was it a dream? was it a date? But one thought brought him back to earth. "how josh will react when he will know?" Oh shit Josh you completely forget him.

"Bad I guess but I don't care, he doesn't own me, he doesn't have to tell me what to do, or with who I've to hang out"

What do you think of this? Was it good? Was it crap? Should I do a part 2?