Glow up 🗝️ Modern! Julian xreader 🗝️

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Part one
Y/n's pov

Flashback

Julian and I dash around the corner, laughing our heads off as quietly as possible.  We hear footsteps approach as we drop down in the shadows. "Stupid kids!" I hear the cook say as 

he tromps away. Julian and I wait a tense second. We give each other a glance before breaking out, giggling. "That was awesome, y/n!" The small auburn haired boy says. You nod, still laughing as you pull out the napkin filled with cookies. "Take one. We've earned it." You say, handing him one. Julian happily takes it. You and Ilya had been such trouble makers all this time. Being the best friends you were, you would steal cookies, paint things on the wall, and scare some of the people around your home. For a pair of ten year olds, you were pretty cool. You and him munch on the cookies you had bravely fought for. He had come to stay with you a year ago because his parents and little sister had died in the crash. He had gotten through it, but still felt sad about it some days. I felt horrible about what he had gone through. We finish the cookies and start walking down the hall when I feel something wrap around my arm and yank. I fall back onto the ground to see my father looking down, glaring. " What did you think you were doing? Messing with the new chef like that? I thought I taught you better!" He yells. I feel liquid running down my cheeks as my father yells at me. Julian just stands at the side. He had learned not to interfere. With my father's fury burning hot, he turns to face Jules. "You are getting out of this household! You have been corrupting my daughter!" He screams at Ilya who is now crying.

End of flashback

Weeks after that incident had happened, Julian went to live with his grandma. I shake my head as I wake up from the negative memory. I was starting college. I should be positive! I feel the bus jolt to a stop. I grab my bags and walk off the bus. I look at the new faces, trying to avoid eye contact. I walk through the doorway and breath in. 

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