Crush x Reader Oneshots

Crush x Reader : Touchdown?

"Ugh.." You sighed as you walked towards your next class. You had just come from math class and you were reeling at the thought of all the homework you had to do when you got homework. However, it was the last class of the day and you didn't know whether or not to feel relieved or exhausted. Your next class was gym AND you and 30 other strangers had to run a mile.

"Woo, lucky me." You muttered under your breath. You looked around to see everyone walking in the hallway, all chatty like usual. You groaned under your breath when you saw the couples in the hallway cuddling, making out, and doing other couple stuff. You looked behind to shoot them another look when you stopped and saw (C/N), walking by himself. 

'That's strange,' you thought. '(C/N) normally walks with his friends.' You shrugged. You felt sorta happy, this might've been the chance you were waiting for!

'Maybe he'll talk to me?!?' You beamed, a small smile growing on your face. You froze when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around and almost died. 

It. 

Was.

(C/N). 

"Hey (Y/N)." He greeted. 

"H-Hi." You greeted back, cursing at your stuttering. (C/N) laughed. 

"Did you get the math homework? I would ask (C/B/F/N) and Colin but (C/B/F/N) is out sick and Colin is on vacation." (C/N) asked. You slowly nodded and then cleared your throat. 

"Uh, y-yeah! I did, do you need help with it?" You asked, a sliver of hope burning in your chest.

'Maybe he'll give me his number so that I could help him with his homework!' You thought happily.

"Yeah, if that would be ok." (C/N) smiled. "I'll see you after gym is over, don't forget to remind me!" He said as he entered the boys locker room. 

"Ok." You sighed, starting to daydream. That is, until you ran into the locker room door. 

"Ow." You muttered and walked in. You went to your locker and got ready for gym. Right after you changed into your gym clothes, you walked to the gym and sat down in your spot. 

"Ok, everyone! Time to do warm ups! "Your gym teacher, Mrs. Garcia beamed as you stood up from your spot. Everyone started doing exercises to get ready for whatever the heck you were doing next in gym. 

"Alright everyone, good job with workouts!" Mrs. Garcia praised. " Today, we'll be playing football!" One student raised her hand.

"Will it be tackle football?" she asked. Mrs. Garcia nodded.

"It'll be tackle football BUT," Mrs. Garcia gave a stern look at the guys side of the gym. "The boys must go easy on the girls, I don't want to fill out another incident form after that stunt you all pulled last week while I was gone." Mrs. Garcia warned, squinting her eyes at (C/N) the most. You could hear some of the guys snicker from their side of the gym. 

"Well, let's go then!" Mrs. Garcia cheered, splitting everyone up onto teams. You watched carefully to see what team (C/N) would be on. He was on the opposite team.

'Darn,' you thought. 'At least I get to look at his face.' 

Mrs. Garcia blew the whistle and the game started. All the girls were gathered up in the center of the gym while the guys were playing the game. You sorta stood off to the side, you weren't out of shape, you just didn't want your legs to burn with a fiery pain. After about two touchdowns, you could see a frown forming on Mrs. Garcia's face.