[for you] // why don't we ~ tom holland

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monday, two days later

i was getting my stuff out of my locker as usual, when i felt someone's hands wrap around my waist. "hey" i heard corbyn's voice, whispering in my ear.

"uhh what are you doing?" i whispered back. i tried to pull away slightly, not making it too obvious, but he wouldn't let me. we walked down the hall, hand in hand. i was a little uncomfortable. who am i kidding, i was really uncomfortable. did he think that our texts meant something? i was trying to tell him there's NOT gonna be anything between us, and look where i am now.

as we got to his class, we parted our ways. i saw Daniel following close behind me, so i probably figured he got a schedule change. he looked up at me as we walked past each other, and then he went back to staring at the ground.

i was right. a few minutes later, i found myself standing next to this Daniel guy during P.E. i guess it was kind of awkward after what had happened this morning but he didn't seem too bothered by it.

"what did you think?" he asked me silently. i had no idea what he was talking about.

"what did i think about what?" i asked back rather quickly. i don't know how but after a few minutes, i found myself talking to his guy.

"what did you think about what corbyn did this morning?" i choked and words couldn't come out of my mouth. i just stared at him unpleasantly. "just don't fall for him too hard" he winked and jogged away.

12:55

i was sitting with corbyn and his crew during lunch. it's been a while since i had actually sat at a table in the cafeteria, but i guess i was better off on my own in the library anyway. i saw daniel occasionally look up at me, the words don't fall for him too hard repeating in my head.

i had history for last period, just like i did last year. being a senior in high school sucks. i mean, at least you get to leave that hellhole after you graduate.

4:03

yet again, i found myself texting corbyn. i don't even know why. i wasn't in the mood to talk to him. apparently, daniel also got my number because corbyn told me he wanted to text me but eventually ended up not.

tuesday

this morning corbyn was still carrying on with the whole holding hands thing. except now he started to tell me "i love you" and "you're beautiful". he'd also pull me in for a hug quite often, and i'm not gonna lie, there was something so comforting in hugging him. i knew i was falling right into his stupid trap like every other high school girl he's "dated" before.

10:37

i found myself making out with corbyn besson, the person i hated the most, in the janitors closet during our break to walk from one class to another. the moment i pulled away from him, i stared into his eyes and we went back to doing what we were doing before.

wednesday

psycho changed violet to "my love"

thursday

corbyn continued on with this whole "i'm in love with you" thing for at least two more days. then it finally hit me what i had done. how could i be so stupid? i was clearly aware of what i was doing. during lunch i pulled him aside from everyone else.

"can we talk?" i asked not looking him in the eyes. he looked a little confused but calm. "i can't do this." the words left my mouth. i pulled my hands away from his, crossing them over each other. i uncomfortably stared at the lockers next to us.

"umm, okay?" he said and was about to walk away.

"that's it? that's all your gonna say to me? you are so cold hearted and cruel. you don't deserve a single person in this world" i stormed away into the bathroom, tears falling down my cheeks.

daniel's pov

i saw corbyn walk back into the cafeteria. he made his way to our table. "hey, where's violet?" jonah asked. not again i thought.

"i guess she thought there was actually something between the two of us." he laughed. "she's great at kissing though" he went back to talking with all the others guys.

"what the hell, man? when are you gonna stop this?" i asked as i walked away from our table. i stopped at my locker and pulled out the number corbyn had given me. i was praying that he had actually given me violet's number and not some old creepy dude's instead. i sent her a text.

violet's pov

i was in the bathroom stall sobbing when i saw my phone light up. i grabbed it and pulled it closer to my face. unknown number:

hey you okay?

umm who are you?

daniel. corbyn's 'friend' daniel.

i was surprised he had texted me. for all i know, he could be with the other guys right now making fun of me. i texted back:

'friends'?

i don't think the things he
does to other people is right.
therefore i left him. i mean, i
don't think he cares all that
much anyway.

ouch. okay so apparently daniel now cared about me? i don't know where this conversation was gonna go so i asked him where he was.

the library.

okay meet u there

sure enough, he was there. alone. "hey" he said as i walked up to him.

"i guess i fell for him too hard" i joked. we both laughed. we started walking outside and around campus. we talked about how he was a jerk and how even jasmine, the school's drama queen, wouldnt deserve that. actually, maybe she would. but i doubt if they ever became a thing corbyn would just dump her like that. he knew what jasmine would do.

{author's note}
i was listening to Falling by Why Don't We when i was writing this chapter lol. and it wasn't intentional.