the prettyway // a PRETTYMUCH fanfic

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el:
ashley and i talked to each other in all the classes we have together, we got to know each other more. with nathan it was pretty wild:

i walk into my sixth period class with nathan. the previous classes with him were calm, we talked and got to know each other a bit.

"it's not fair that you have a boyfriend," he states, so randomly.

why did he even have to bring that topic up, "what?"

"i wanna be your man."

"nope. i wouldn't go out with you even if i didn't have a boyfriend."

"and that is because..."

"ashley told me about what happened between you too."

"oh wow, what did she say?"

"that you used her to get your ex jealous. that you never even liked her."

"nah nah, that's not what happened. yes, i didn't like her IN THE BEGINNING, but i eventually developed feelings for her."

"but you guys weren't a real thing, so therefore you still used her."

"okay fine i used her but i did like her, she won't believe that. we've never been good ever since."

"do you still like her?"

"no, i like you."

"shut up."

"okay but yea, it's just awkward. that's why she was like that towards me in the morning."

"yea i know. just don't use a girl, she'll find out eventually."

"i know, i know i'm known as the most fuckboyey out of all the fuckboys but shit when you get to know me you'll surely fall in love," he winks.

"that's exactly what fuckboys say smartass."

"i could be your fuckboy."

did he really just say that? fuckboys. "you know what i'm already used to you. i know that i'm supposed to take everything you say 'seriously' but i'm not an idiot so everything you try to say that has to do with THAT is going to be taken with a grain of salt," i smile.

"whatever you need princess... which brings me into an idea. if i can't call you 'cutie' or and form of it, i'm calling you 'princess'. 'el' is basic, i need you go respond to a name that only i call you."

"no, i have a boyfriend."

"i get it. does he go to this school? no. will he find out i call you 'princess'? no. princess isn't even inappropriate, you can even ask dr. ross if you really wanted to."

"if me letting you call me princess will make you shut the fuck up then be my guest."

"perfect... you're my princess."

oh no, that was cheese to the next level. cheesier than zion, and i didn't know it was possible but cheesier than nick. CHEESIER THAN NICK! wow, i'm speechless. nick, if you know him is the king of cheese town. wait why am i even thinking about this. focus el, FOCUS.

"and you're my fuckboy." WHY THE FUCK DID I SAY THAT?! i am going to kill myself. it was supposed to come out as an insult, but no.

"damn. let me hear you say that again. you calling me a fuckboy makes it sound like it's a good thing."

"well it was supposed to be an insult, so take it was one."

he stands up, "i am officially my princess's fuckboy. i'm officially hers," he exclaims.