One shots (crush x reader)

Our secret relationship

|Your POV|

(C/n) (c/l/n). He's popular, and I'm not. He has tons of friends, while I don't.

I like him but he, most likely, hates me.

He's popular. Why would he like a loner like me?

Why would he go for me when there are girls who are much better than me in this school?

Besides, there's a rule, popular kids can't go out with, let alone like, kids who aren't popular.

I guess I'll have to get over him somehow.

"Hey (y/n)" he said, using my name for the first time. "I'm sorry for everything. The things is, believe it or not, I like you"

"Really?" I asked in shock.

"Yes" He said. "Don't you like me?"

"I do" I said. "But there's a rule, remember? You can't date me, let alone like me"

"I don't care about that stupid rule" he said. "I want you to be my girlfriend, (y/n), I don't care about what they say. I love you"

"Okay" I said. "I'll be your girlfriend. We're just gonna have to keep this a secret"

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"Make this believable" (c/n) said. He clapped his hands together making it sound like he slapped me. I grabbed my cheek in 'pain'. "You're the worst!" He yelled. Before walking away he whispered a 'just kidding' in my ear.

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One Saturday we were hanging out at my house.

"Will we ever tell them that we're together?" I asked (c/n) lying down on my bed. "I'm tired of pretending"

"End of the school year" he said. "Which is in a week"

"That sounds like a plan" I said.

"I can't stand hiding this as well" he said. "It sucks"

"Two more weeks, (c/n), two more weeks"

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|~two weeks later~|

"Hey guys!" (c/n) yelled so everyone can hear. "Watch this!" They all brought their attention to the middle of the hallway.

"Watch what?!" Some kid yelled.

"This" (c/n) replies kissing my lips. I immediately kissed back. They all gasped.

"Dude!" (C/b/f/n) said pushing through the crowd. "There's a rule"

"I'm done with that stupid rule" (c/n) said. "I love (y/n) and what's the problem with that?"

"She's not popular" (c/b/f/n) answered in a 'duh' tone.

"Since when did popularity matter with who you can date?" I asked suddenly feeling more confident. "That rule, in all honesty, is dumb"

"She's right" (c/n) said.

"How dare you, (y/n)!" (R/n) yelled. "You took my chance with him!"

"Screw you, (r/n)!" (C/n) yelled. "And screw that stupid rule!"