evan peters imagines one shots Smut

why are you so cold? Tate

Tate X the reader

Tate was your childhood bestfriend. You just lived the house next to his and you met him in the kindergarden. He was so nice with you and always defended you when the other boys made fun about you. You never has been so close to someone, he knew eveything about you and he probably knew you better than yourself. You had a crush on him, he was so beautiful to your eyes. You didn't just like his dirty blonde hair, his smile which revealed cute dimples, his brown almost black eyes, you also love him for who he was. You knew that he was tortured by his own mind, it was playing tricks with his sanity but you didn't care. You never told him about your feelings, you were too afraid of rejection and to break your friendship. So you kept that for you even if it was very difficult sometimes.

But this past year Tate began to be cold, distant, aloof with you. You thought that it was your fault. You always has been more popular than him, you always had more friends than him. You try to integrate him to your circle of friends but he refuse it, he rathered stay alone than with your stupid mates as he called them. So he regulary sat alone in the library. However you used to eat with him every monday, wednesday and friday and it was the best lunch times of your week. You really liked that, having Tate just for you. But these past months he found a lot of excuses to eat alone. It hurt you because you felt rejected as he didn't want you in his life anymore. Sometimes when you remembered you old good times with him you burst in tears. You missed him so much but he didn't seem to care. It was like he had cancel you from his life. Moreover you were concerned about him. You knew his troubles and he needed help. He didn't open himself to you he did the exact contrary. You also noticed that his eyes were darker and darker everyday and he seemed to be in pain every minutes of his life.

Today was a monday morning and you didn't have seen Tate for the moment when he took a seat behind you in English. You turned yourself to face him and smiled widely to him.

"How was your week-end?" you asked.

"Like an usual one." he answered sternly.

"What did you do?" you continued even if he was cold you really wanted to talk to him.

"Nothing" He didn't look at you and began to read the text on which you were working. "And by the way I forgot that I have a sheet to complete for the chemestry class so I can't eat with you." he was still reading.

"Maybe we could do that together I could help you." you suggested in an happy tone. You were determined to spend time with him.

"No I really need to work and if you are here we will moot and I will never do my homework." he said harshly. Your smile faded and tears threaten to roll on your cheeks. Tate probably notice that because his voicewas softer when he added "I'm really sorry Y/N next time."

"Yeah it's what you always say" you whispered as you turned yourself to read your text.

"What do you mean?" he asked but you didn't reply. You didn't have the courage to face him and tell him how much his distance hurt you.

You left him alone as he wanted to be and spent the rest of the day with your friends. You didn't feel well, Tate's behaviour broke your heart. Your friends noticed that but they didn't tell you since they didn't want to embarrass you. When the bell of the last class rang, you walked quickly to the corridor. You saw Tate walking in your direction but you almost ran straight to your house. You didn't want to see him now, you were too hurt to face him. When you reached your house, you avoided your mom and went to your bedroom where you jumped in your bed and began to sob.

Suddenly you heard someone pushing slowly your door. "Leave me alone mum I am tired" you said trying to hide your tears. But your heard footsteps and someone sat on your bed. You rose your head from the pillow and saw Tate. He noticed that you were crying and he brushed your tears away.

"I'm sorry Y/N" he seemed very sad "I know that I hurt you and more than once these past months. I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I swear I didn't want it."

"What did you want?" you looked away.

"I just wanted to protect you..." you rolled your eyes, that was the worst excuse you ever heard.

"Protect me from what? You know I am a big girl I can handle myself." you chuckled bitterly.

"Just let me explain to you. I wanted to protect you from me. You know I always cared about you and I always wanted you to be safe and happy. And I knew that you couldn't be by my sides. I always fought against myself, my own mind scares me and I tried to win against my dark thoughts but I just couldn't do it anymore. And I was afraid to hurt you deeply if I stayed with you."

"But you stayed away from me and you hurt me." you stated.

"I know I know, I just messed up, I shouldn't have rejected you. And I tried to protect you by leaving you alone, but I can't stay away from you anymore. It's tearing me apart. Do you forgive me?" he almost begged you and that made you heart melt. You hugged him tighly and he hugged you back. He was so scared to break the embrace because he didn't want let you go. You eventually broke it and he cupped your face. He seemed very tensed.

"And there is something that I have to tell you, Y/N. I hope that I will not messed up that and that it will not ruin everything. Right, you're not my bestfriend anymore. You're always in my mind, I can't think to someone else. And when I see you talking with guys it just makes me sick because the only thing I want is you, I want you to be mine and I am so scared that you don't want it back and that you want one of those guys. And it is hard to say because I'm not good to express my feeling but I love you truly and completely. I just hope that you still want to be my friend even if you don't feel the same way cause I can't stand the idea to lose you."

You didn't know what to answer, it was exactly what you were dying to hear. You didn't have the words to show him that you loved him back so you leaned closer to his lips and you kissed him shyly. He kissed you back eagerly.

"I'm not afraid of you and I love you Tate more than you can imagine."