Evan Peters/AHS One Shots

Blondy (Tate Langdon x reader)

[Edited]

This is the third time your family is making you move. Your parents think they need to find the right place where they will be accepted with open arms. The truth, your dad can't just keep it between his legs long enough and your mother just pretends your family isn't slowly falling apart from the inside out.

Now, here I am, Los Angeles, the city of dreams. Well let me tell you, if I've learned anything these past few years of constant moving around the country is this, people tend to leave their dreams and chances up to fate. It's easier to believe that by changing something about themselves or their situations, whatever it is they're hoping for will come true.  Here's the reality, like my parents, many people move to find their dreams, what's really happening is that they are running away from what they fear most; but at last here I am in front of Westfield High.

Walking into the school I can't say I'm too excited with the people nor the school, just another school, I thought. I've learned not to hope for the high school musical experience every time I get put in a new school. They tend to be all the same. If you look carefully enough you'll start to notice the same pattern. The populars, the athletes,  the geeks and nerds, the emos, the Invisibles, and of course the loners. If I'm being completely honest I tend to stick in the loner category, shocker, I know right?, but will try and find another person to introduce me to the school.

I'm walking down the hallway aimlessly when a certain someone caught my eye. This is about to become a lot more interesting. This, someone, was a boy with shaggy dirty-blond hair and intense deep brown eyes. He was wearing a green striped sweater which reminded me of  Kurt Cobain's red one, now that I think about it he kinda looks like him. I'll have to find and talk to him during lunch until then I have to find where the hell class H-148 is.

A few hours go by, some of the teachers made me present myself to the class, so that was fun, while others just couldn't care enough to take attendance. Finally, the bell for lunch rings, and I'm headed to lunch, time to find Blondy. I thought about going to the cafeteria but I doubt he's there, so outside it is. 15 minutes later and I still can't find him where the hell could he be at? but nonetheless, I'm not about to give up. 

Let me think, he's not inside and I can't find him out here. I could check out a building I heard a bimbo talk about while we were changing classes. I'm looking around and I see the two main building this school has, that's when I notice the smaller, much duller building off to the side. If he's anywhere it gotta be there, so that's where I head to.

A couple of minutes later and I make it into the building. As soon as you step foot in here you can definitely tell the place has not been used in the past decade. There's some kind of moss growing on the walls, the windows all bashed in and broken, and dust covering everything. As I'm keep walking in I hear it. The grunting, the hits, the laughing. Now my first thought was this is either some kind of fight club this school has during lunch or someone is getting beat up, and my best guess is that it probably was the second option. 

I reach into my bag which barely holds anything and I draw a gun from it. I've been carrying a gun with me everywhere I go since I was held at gunpoint and robbed once about two years ago and learned how to use it carefully since. Once I have my gun I throw the bag off to the side and I carefully approach the noise. The building looks like an old gymnasium and I entered what it seemed like a basketball court, but the noise was coming from a smaller room to the side of the court, it looked like it might have been used as a storage room at some point. As I'm getting closer, I notice that the door to the room is ajar so I am able to peep in and see what's going on.

And just as I thought, someone is getting beat up. The bad part is that who's getting beat up is Blondy, the audacity. Before I walk in to stop the fighting I tuck my gun behind me into my belt. I slowly open the door and no one notices me at first, so I decide to speak up.

'HEY!'-I shout into the room, now I have the 5 guys who were beating up Blondy, facing me.

'Who the hell are you?'-one says- 'You want some too?'-another one speaks.

'Why don't all of you find something else to do than pick on another person? What did he do to you?'-I reply

'Guys'-who I presume is the leader of this little group speaks up-'I think our newbie over here wants to see what we are capable of? What do you guys think? Go get her and show her what she's missing out on'

This was my cue to draw my gun from my back, and almost instantly they stop dead on their tracks. The leader arrogantly snickers 'What are you doing with that? It's probably fake, probably not even loaded, WHAT YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY? Now you're really going to get it'

I was getting bored with their show they had going on so I point at the wall, shoot. 

I speak up once more 'Does that look fake to you? Now I'm going to ask you guys nicely one more time to leave him alone or the next one will be going into your heads'. At this point, they didn't question me and dashed out the building. After I made sure there was no one else left, I went back to check up on Blondy.

He was a mess, all bloody, a cut lip, and a growing black eye. He was laying on the floor, so I decided to sit down next to him. 

'Is it worse than what it looks like?'- I said with a half-smile, trying to lighten up the situation. 

He chuckles- 'Probably'- There was a short silence until I spoke again.

'Well common, stand up, let's get you all cleaned and patched up Blondy. After in done with you you'll be good as new. I'm (y/n) by the way'

'Blondy?'-he laughs- 'that's a first. My name is Tate, but thanks.'

I hooked up one of his arms around my neck to aid him while walking and said 'Well Tate, Blondy, I think we're going to get along just fine'

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hey guys, the first one-shot of this series is finally done

would love to hear you're thoughts on it, suggestions are always welcome

take care and be safe out there

yours truly, orangefax