Naruto One Shots

Sasuke x Reader | Girl on the Train (Part Two)

♥ Modern AU ♥

Word count: 1,772

Requested by: Fandom_TrashGirl

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Her breathing came in heavy gasps as her sneakers smacked across the pavement, crunching through the wet gravel as she moved quickly down the deserted street. Behind her, shouts of pursuit echoed into the late September night.

"Shit," she whispered, clenching her teeth together as her heart pounded erratically against her chest.

The girl's throat felt tight, constricting further with each breath she dragged in, and despite her growing panic, she wished desperately in that moment that she had picked up at least some kind of sport in high school – she was way too out of shape for her own good.

Literally.

The men were close on her heels now, judging by the sounds of their shouting.

(F/n) wasn't quite sure why they were so hellbent on capturing her, but she had little time to think about it. She had to get out of there, and fast – her life depended on it.

The young girl rounded a corner, ducking into an alleyway, but quickly skidded to a halt. She cursed under her breath as she was met with a dead end.

This wasn't looking good for her, not in the slightest.

Without a second thought, she turned once more into the street.

That was when a high-pitched scream sounded through the air, followed by the screeching of tires on asphalt and the loud blaring of someone slamming on their horn. She briefly saw the flash of headlights before she closed her eyes, bracing herself for impact. But nothing ever came. She peeked an eye open and sighed in relief.

The car had stopped just inches from hitting her.

(F/n)'s legs felt like they were about to collapse beneath her, but she forced herself to remain standing, preparing herself to take off running once more.

It wasn't until she looked through the windshield that she realized she recognized the person driving the car.

"It's you," she said in disbelief, her (e/c) eyes widening. What are the chances of running into him again? The annoying man on the train, whose name she hadn't even bothered to remember. Whether it was karma or luck, she was about to find out.

Somewhere down the street a man shouted, and her eyes flickered in that direction. She licked her lips nervously as the feeling slowly returned to her paralyzed limbs.

And for the second time that night, she acted without thinking.

With one last glance down the street, (F/n) quickly ran to the other side of the car and opened up the door, hopping into the passenger seat. She slammed the door shut and turned towards what's-his-name.

"Step on it!" She ordered, glancing fearfully towards the street. When the guy opened his mouth to protest, she gave him her fiercest glare. "NOW!"

He clamped his mouth shut and put the car into drive, slamming on the gas just as a group of dangerous-looking men burst out of the alley behind them.

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They drove in silence for what felt like hours. City lights glimmered behind them as they raced out of the area, the tall buildings looming in the distance like frightening shadows chasing after them. As the city disappeared and the paved road turned into dirt, (F/n) finally spoke up.