Tristan Evans imagines

Unofficial Sweetheart

On one corner, boys were playing a stupid game of 'smash or pass' with celebrities; and I swear I've never rolled my eyes that many times. On the other side, girls were talking about kpop songs and doing it's dance moves. It was somewhat funny to watch them say thing that they don't understand half of the time, and it's not like I'm judging, either. Four boys were at the very back, eating a packet of crisps while sitting on a spare table, spying on the whole class silently. While in front, there's a girl and two boys who constantly talks about computer games and consoles. The girl was always 'one of the boys' and I swear she needs to teach me how to not be annoyed by the, every twelve seconds later.

And lastly, we have me.

I was silently reading the "Perks of being a Wallflower" whilst everyone was doing their own thing. Many were shouting, swearing, laughing, and people were quite disturbing, but that didn't keep my eyes away from the book.

It's not like I'm lonely, I have friends; but they're all outside the classroom, hunting for any teacher to come and to quiet us down. So...well, I was lonely.

There was this guy, who was literally 4'9 in height who was trying to give me some of his chips. I declined, and continued reading. His name was Auden. I believed that he has a tad bit crush on me, but that topic doesn't really bother me. Auden sat on the chair besides me.

"Heyaaaa, Auden!" God dammit. It's him again. The familiar voice spoke thorugh the room along with the others. Tristan. He sat besides Auden and placed his hand around his shoulder, scooting closer to him.

'They're not even that close' I wondered, 'Why was he acting so strange?'

Auden didn't reply but smiled instead, and he turned around to face me. "Hey, Y/N, are we going to pass our research paper tomorrow?" Auden asked. You hummed, thinking about your answer. "Yeah, yeah I think."

"Ohh, alright. And the paper for History?"

"Mhmm."

"And tomorrow's the group performance, huh?" Okay, what's going on. "Yep."

The whole time Tristan was still just besides Auden, listening at our conversation. His arm left his shoulder and he keeps glaring at Auden little by little. I looked at him in confusion and he only smiled, assuredly. Faked a smile, I believe.

"Soooo, eheh, Auden! How's your day?" My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but I bowed my head anyways and continued to read. "It's alright. You want some?" I now looked back up at the both of them and Auden was trying to share his chips, but Tristan declined too. They started to have a semi-normal conversation (awkwaaard...) until I suddenly heard Tristan asked an interesting question.

"Why are you sharing your food to Y/N?" What.

"Why're you also kept looking and talking to her. You even dare to make her laugh."

Wait, WHAT. I mean, there's nothing wrong with that anyway. Does Tristan have something against Auden?

"Uhh...I mean, I'm not d—"

"I swear do you have to take everything from me?! Even my fucking girl?!"

Oh my God.

"Goddammit, Auden. Y/N's mine, okay?!"
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Weird ending sorry