Flirty Clyde x Tomboy Reader

Hey all you wonderful readers! 

I am finally back with another waiting-to-be-written request! I hope you like it and will continue reading from this point! Thank you and please comment! CX

Angel, over and out~ 

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Chapter 1: A Rooftop Moment...

Reader's P.O.V 

Oh dear god! Can't he just give up and leave me alone already?! All I want is some peace! I know he's very flirtatious but what's annoying is that he flirts with girls that don't even like him a.k.a ME!!! Attempting to ignore Clyde and his pointless words, I focused on whatever it was Mr-*cough*- oops, I mean't Mrs Garrison was yapping on about human evolution and to be completely honest, he -sorry- she isn't actually bothering to put up a good explanation. 

" Your eyes are like jewels never losing their shining beauty beneath the beaming sun..." I heard Clyde trail off, gently taking my hand, intertwining our fingers as I suddenly averted my gaze towards him, surprised at his unexpected gesture, our eyes locking in a somehow unbreakable trance. Feeling an overwhelming heat overcome my cheeks as I stared into his warm chocolate brown eyes, I snatched my hand back and turned away from him. I held the hand he held close to my chest, the feeling of his bigger hand still lingering upon it as my heart beat increased, it's pounding incredibly high upon my ears. I know I'm a tomboy and I'm supposed to be unfazed by this but before I was ever a tomboy I was really shy and I didn't really receive this much attention from just one person, let alone a boy! After many conflicting emotions and endless mental debating, I stole a small glance at Clyde to find that he was smirking, a devious glint in his eyes as he lay his head at the palm of his hand facing the teach, knowing all too well that he had won yet another round of his daily flirting competition. Now instead of the fluttering of my heart and the heat rush to my cheeks, I felt a sudden urge to bash his face into a bloody pulp; smiling at the fact of the image I was seeing in my devilish mind. 

"How can you get your girls now Clyde?" I asked him as I laughed at his, now, rather foul face. As I continued to laugh and doubt his ability to attract other women, I saw him raise himself from the floor, facing me. I had, by then, stopped clutching my stomach in blissful agony, amounted to giggling and started to wipe tears from my eyes, giving him a warm smile as I sighed at the sweet taste of victory, waiting for him to speak. 

" Why would I want to attract other girls when I have you?" he asked as his smiling face was brought back and his bruised, scratched and cut skin disappeared along with all of the other repulsive traits he was delivered upon his features as if it was just able to be washed away, revealing his handsome face smiling warmly at me. Wh-what?...

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NO , NOT THE HEAT RUSH!!! GOD DAMMIT!!!... 

 

-BRINGGG-BRINGGG-BRINGGG-

At the sound of the resounding bell, signaling lunch, I got up from my seat and started to pack my books and other essentials as everyone else made their way out of the classroom door; that is, everyone except Clyde, who stared at me, waiting patiently. Heaving a heavy sigh, I zipped up my bag and made my way to lunch, well a place I had my lunch at since I usually bring a packed lunch to eat.

" Where are you going (Y/N)?" Clyde asked, averting his gaze from the way to the dining hall to me - dinning hall to me, thinking things through of whether to follow my retreating figure or go to lunch and eat with Craig, Tweek, Token and Jimmy - the group of boys he sort of fell into. 

" To eat lunch, what else?" I asked as he finally decided on following me; god what a pain! 

" Isn't the dinning hall that way?" he pointed behind us as I shrugged off his confusion. 

" I know but I don't like eating there, I hate crowds..." I trailed off, wanting the conversation to end already. 

" But why?" 

" Because I just don't alright?" I reasoned picking up the pace almost running to my destination. 

" Why don't you wear girl clothes? Why don't you like me calling you 'Mi Princesa'? Why don't you like it when-" 

" Why do you ask so many questions?" I countered, reaching the stairs leading to the roof, I paused for a moment gaining some of my breath before proceeding to rush up the staircase and away from Clyde. 

" Hey wait! (Y/N)!!!" I heard his voice call for me as I continued to run, the burning pain rising in heat but I didn't care, I need to get away from him. Reaching the top of the stairs I bend over, dropping my bag as I panted for air, the pain in my legs going numb as I almost collapsed in exhaustion, although, my intake of sweet oxygen was soon after interrupted by a body colliding with my own, sending both of us upon the small platform before the door to the school rooftop. Having all the air I had recently consumed knocked out of me, I desperately try to obtain more hearing heavy panting above me as well, which I presume is Clyde also trying to catch his breath; I didn't like him being on top of me like this but right now I feel too exhausted to push him off. Finally gaining enough air to speak, I groan turning around so that I was facing him; he had lifted his weight off me but I could still feel his presence hovering above my frame. 

" Clyde...why did you do that?" I whined, my eyes still closed as leaned forward thinking that he'd lean away from me too as I saw this as an indication for him to get off my figure, however, after opening my eyes I found that his face was only a few centimeters away from mine making me gasp abruptly backing away only to have back back being pressed up against the door. His eyes were closed and his lips were slightly puckered waiting for a-...wait, is-is he waiting for me to?- " PERVERT!" I screamed slapping my hand across his face, giggling faintly at the expression he made but was still mad at what he was about to do. A few moments of silence after that I pushed him off me, grabbed my bag and headed out to the roof. 

Clyde's P.O.V 

As I watched (Y/N) walk out to the roof of the school, I placed a hand over the stinging mark of redness she delivered across my cheek, dazed.

"...she is like an angel..." I whispered dreamily. Getting up myself and rushing over to open the door, I stepped out into the open sun and walked over to (Y/N) who was sitting down, eating her lunch in a huff at seeing me walking over. She's so cute and she doesn't even know it!

" Go away Clyde..." she gave me a fierce glare pouting cutely as she puffed out her cheeks, momentarily stopping her food intake. Standing before her, I simply watched, amused as she debated on whether she should continue eating or continue glaring at me and hope I'll just go away, not that I am anytime soon even through the 'intensity' of her adorable attempt of a glare. Losing her concentration on me, (Y/N) soon started to consume her packed lunch again as I chuckled at her antics; she might be a tomboy but she's actually really cute...

Taking a seat beside her, I soon found myself admiring her beauty. The way her soft, silky (h/c) hair gently waved at the caressing fingers of the breeze, the way her mesmerizing (e/c) eyes stared at the sky forming shapes with the clouds in the back of her mind, the way she smiled blissfully at the taste of her lunch was beauty in itself and had me captivated in every way. Though, through the looks of it, the food she's eating looks, and must be, really tasty...I want to have a try too. Watching as she took a spoonful of (f/food) and lifted it to her mouth about to consume, chew and swallow it, I saw this as an opportunity to take it as my very own. Suddenly capturing the spoon half-way through it's journey, I let my taste buds run wild, savoring the heavenly taste of (f/food). After swallowing, I turned to face (Y/N) and was about to ask whether it was her that made it but instead I found her aura a whole shade darker; sighing dreamily I stayed where I was. 

Here comes my Angel's beautiful impact upon my pointless life... 

!!!WHACK!!!

...So soft...her hands were so soft...