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4. but i love you!

Tate Langdon
AHS season 1

Reader's P.O.V

It was a normal school day; classmates chatting, teachers teaching, and bells buzzing.

All was normal...
until I heard the gunshots...

Blam! Blam!

I shoot up from my seat, not even waiting for my teacher to direct me to go to the back of the room and follow the school shooting drill.

All I knew, was my sister was out in those halls. I can't lose her. I can't lose my sister.

I run down the quiet halls, only hearing the teachers yelling at the students to follow the drill. One teacher peeks outside the hall, so I duck behind the lockers, making sure I wasn't caught.

I know I was doing something very dangerous...but my sister is the only family I have. My mom and dad died in a car accident, so my sister and I moved into a new house. I was old enough to buy it, so I did. We both needed a new start.

That was when I met Tate Langdon. He lived down the road, only a small walk. I guess you could say we're best friends now. I like...no...love him, but he doesn't know. He's not supposed to know....In his eyes, we're just friends.

(Sister's name)
"(S/n)!" I shout down the halls, entering her classroom. Her teacher was in there, with only a small portion of the class.

"What the hell?!" Some of the students cry when I burst into the classroom. I don't even pay attention, though.

"Where's (S/n)?" I shakily question, running a hand through my hair.

"She went to the library", One of the students hesitantly say, as if they thought I was the shooter. I didn't have time to feel sympathy. I needed to find (S/n)....and Tate.

I run out of the classroom and turn a few more corners, until I hear three shots, ringing in my ears. I halt. Taking a quick look around, I rush to the library, determined.

Boom!

I slam the door to the library open, looking around.....

Until I hear a voice.

"Don't move!"

It sounds.....

Like Tate....

I turn around the many library shelves and see something I never thought I'd see before...

Tate holding a pistol to a fellow student's head.

"T-Tate....", I whimper out, holding my hand up to my mouth, tears flowing freely.

He looks up, a crazed look in his gorgeous eyes, but they soften as he meets my gaze.

"(Y/n).....", He whispers, dropping the student and holding the gun down.

"What the hell, Tate?! What the fuck? Why?! Why?....Please!" I don't even try to hold in my sobs anymore. I let them flow free. I look like a fucking baby.

"(Y/n)....No one loves me! I need to show these pathetic assholes what loss and betrayal feels like! All I wanted was to be loved! Cared about! But now, it's way to late!" Tate sobs and grabs the student again, holding the gun to the kid's head.

I don't even process what he said, before I run up to him, kissing him straight on the lips, causing him to drop the student, and the gun. Sad part is, it hit me, and the student shot Tate.

I guess you could say it was true love...dying while kissing the one you love.

Next thing I knew, I was still kissing Tate. Our bodies were on the floor, bleeding. We were standing up, where we were before.

I lean back from the kiss, smiling up at him with an empty laugh.

"I guess I really fucked up", I whisper, tears falling from my eyes. We were dead. Who was gonna watch (S/n).

"(Y/n)....You love me?" Tate holds the back of my head with one hand and one hand is on my waist.

"Idiot...I've loved you since we met! I loved you! And I still love you!" I press my lips to his again, licking his bottom lip, just to have a taste.

"I....I love you too"

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