IMAGINES ▹ ROSS BUTLER

↳ playing hard to get

( PLAYING HARD TO GET ) 
by superhalsteads

Walking into Riverdale High after a weekend was the same every week. You would walk to your locker finding your best friend already standing there, sometimes with a coffee in her hand, dying to tell you about her weekend which often consisted her going on dates with guys from your school as well as rival schools. This morning however she wasn't her usual bubbly self instead she was sad and trying to hide the tears that have fallen. "What happened?" You asked when you got to your locker and engulfed her with a comforting hug. She immediately broke down crying onto your shoulder.

"Chuck." Your friend sobbed. You stiffened when you heard that name. Every girl in the school knows what kind of guy Chuck Clayton was. It made you sick to your stomach. "I- I shouldn't have gone on that stupid date with him. Why didn't I listen to you?"

"Hey, no look at me. Don't blame yourself. Tell me exactly what he did." You instructed, getting your friend to look at you. She nodded and got her phone out showing you the picture Chuck put up. When you saw that you were seeing red. You charged down the corridor heading towards the boys locker room, your friend timidly behind you following you.

"Y/N, don't." They tried but you weren't listening. You bursted through the door causing everyone in the locker room to get startled. Some of the guys quickly covered up, shocked at the fact there was a girl in their sanctuary.

"Y/N... What are you doing here?" He asked, tightening his towel around his waist.

"Relax, Andrews. I'm not here to sneak a peek." You told him before turning your attention to finding Chuck. He was walking out of the showers with Reggie talking about something. Chuck grinned when he saw you whereas Reggie was confused.

"Y/N, it's nice seeing you again." He greeted, checking you out as he did.

"Chuck." You said a little too sweetly. "I can't say the same for you. Take the damn photo down."

Chuck noticed your friend standing behind you with her eyes shielded from the half naked guys. That's when he knew what photo you were on about. "No can do sweetheart."

"Take. The. Damn. Photo. Down. You entitled, misogynistic, self centred, ass hole." You demanded. There was a crowd forming around the two of you in the locker room, some of the guys were quietly getting changed while the rest stood half naked still, waiting for something to happen. Reggie has seen you around school before but never really talked to you. He couldn't explain it. Even with you tearing his 'friend' a new one he still wanted to take you out for a milkshake.

"Or what?" Chuck laughed causing some of the others around him to join in, clearly not taking you seriously. You raised an eyebrow before sucker punching him in the nose. The laughing ceased and gasps could be heard across the room. Chuck held his nose as blood trickled from it. "You bitch!" You could hear him mumble.

You leaned closer to him and smiled sweetly. "Take the photo down. In fact take all of them or else you can say bye bye to your football scholarship."

You spun on your feet and made your way out of the locker room, holding your friends hand as you did. All of the guys parted to make way for you as they didn't want to cross you. Reggie stumbled over to his stuff and put his clothes on before grabbing his bag and leaving himself to catch you up. "Hey, Y/N wait up."

You rolled your eyes and stopped. You told your friend to wait a moment by her locker. "What do you want Mantle?" You asked now facing him.

"That was so hot in there." Reggie started. You frowned at what he was saying. It wasn't meant to be hot. It was meant to get Chuck to stop being an ass. "I was wondering if you maybe wanna go out some time?" He asked.

You bursted out laughing thinking he was joking but when you realised he was serious your laughter quietened down. "Oh, you're serious?" Reggie nodded. He wasn't use to someone saying no to him. "I'm gonna pass."

"Come on. It's just one date." Reggie tried to persuade you, giving you his puppy dog eyes which never failed before today.

"So, let me guess. You wanna take me out on a date, to Pop's where we would have some milkshakes and burgers?" You started. As you spoke the closer you got to him. Reggie held his breath at your close proximity to him. He could smell your perfume which smelled divine to him. You pretended to think about it, humming aloud. "No." You told him once more before turning around to walk to your locker.

"Playing hard to get. I like that." Reggie said aloud to himself as he watched you walk away from him down the corridor.