Bromantic (Craig Tucker x Reader)

Be Mine.

  Y/n Pov.
       
It was the friday before school let out for summer break. I've been trying my best to ignore Tweek after I realized he wanted something more than friendship from me. Because it was the last day of school we only  had to be there for the first half of the day. By now, everyone was already gone but I stayed behind to clean out my locker because I was too lazy to do it the days before. Also because I hate being crowded by all the dumb asses in the hall way. As I'm taking out old homework assignments and throwing them in the nearest trash can, I hear someone talking. I don't recognize the voice so I began walking down the hall.
        "So... what's...... plan?" Was all I could make out because they were talking so quietly.. Also.. I could only hear one voice, which is kinda weird. I peaked around the corner to see Cartman... Talking to thin air.
        "Cartman-" I was cut off by Cartman slamming himself flat on the blue lockers behind him. His eyes bugged out of his head as he stared at me. He looked scared out of his mind, I've never seen him act this way before. I could tell I embarrassed him because his entire face flared redder than a tomato. That didn't last long though, then he just started yelling at me.
        "What the fuck Y/n!? You don't fucking sneak up on people like that! Jesus Christ!"
After he finished speaking  I could tell he was definitely embarrassed., he kept changing the way he was standing as if he was uncomfortable.
        "Look, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you." As I said this the look on his face became unreadable. We stood there in silence for only a moment, but it felt like an eternity of awkwardness.
        "Actually, Y/n. I was looking for you" Cartman said as he put his arm around me and started walking down the hallway. His arm around my waist felt so weird. It was kinda a cringe worthy moment.
        "Oh, um really?" I asked while putting some space in between us so he wasn't touching me any more.
        "Yeah, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the fair with me and my friends tomorrow?" Cartman looked at me with a small smile plastered on his face. I honestly didn't really know what to make of this. I mean maybe it'd be a good thing to make some new friends, I wasn't exactly doing anything tomorrow.
        "Who are your friends?" I asked, just curious of who I was going to be spending the day with tomorrow.
        "Stan Marsh, Kenny McCormick and Kyle Broflovski." He stated simply. I didn't know Kenny or Kyle to well, but Stan was pretty nice to me that one day.... Well that is after he punched me in the face..
        "Sure, I guess I'll see ya tomorrow!" I said as I made my way back to my locker to finish cleaning it out.
        "We Will come meet you at your house. I know where you live." And with that last creepy statement, Eric Cartman left me alone. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea... After a bit of sorting through things that I may be able to use for the next school year, I threw the rest away.
I closed my locker and threw my bag over my shoulder while walking towards the front door of the school. Craig was standing on the other side. He was staring at me through the glass with an unreadable expression. His deep black hair was peeking out from under his hat. It was almost long enough to cover his eyes, but not quite. I stopped walking. I suddenly got nervous to walk out the door. I really don't want to be near him.. And he's staring at me weirdly. Oh my god what if he tries talking to me!? I haven't seen him in so long.. Oh well, what other options do I have, I have to leave the school right? I took a deep breath and walked out the door. I felt a cold hand lightly grab my wrist.
        "Y/n, can we talk... please?" Craig paused before saying please. I don't know what came over me, but his voice made me so goddamn angry. I mean, after all those awful things to me, he got my hopes up that he might of actually liked me, he embarrassed me more than what I already was. He ignored me every single time I tried talking to him, I still have no Idea why he blew up on me and now that I'm finally getting over him he wants 'to talk'? No! I yanked my arm away from him.
        "Fuck you Craig." Was all I said as I looked into his gorgeous grey eyes. It felt good saying that to his stupid face. I then began walking away lifting my middle finger up behind me as I did. I didn't look back.
Craig's POV
        As she walked away from me I couldn't help but admire her. Her beautiful c/h, the way her gorgeous c/e reflected the sunlight as she swore at me. Even the way her delicate middle finger pointed at me sent butterflies flying through my stomach. I'm never letting her go again. I made a mistake and I need to fix it. I need to talk to her, I want her to be mine....