Competition | ❧Damian Wayne X Reader☙ |

Part 12

This chapter and every chapter after it, is unedited, therefore it will eventually be taken down, edited and published again.

Eventually came Friday, everyone's favorite day of the week.

While walking to your locker to grab your backpack and head home, you notice someone standing by it, turned facing the opposite direction. It wasn't Damian, it was a female.

(B/F/N), was standing there.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" (B/F/N) greeted you happily.

You both haven't talked for weeks, and you wondered the reason for her to meet you at your locker. It was unlike her, she normally would just text.

"Hey," you say back.

"What's up?" you question, really curious to know what they were gonna say.

"Well..." she mumbled.

"I'm listening," you say as you open your locker and grab your backpack and books.

"I know your parents are really strict with this stuff but, maybe you could text them and ask you can stay over for the weekend?" (B/F/N) says sheepishly.

"I just... well we haven't talked much lately and I just really missed hanging out with you." she murmurs.

"Oh, (B/F/N) I'm sorry. I guess I haven't noticed how preoccupied I was," you say in a guilty tone.

"No (Y/N), please don't apologize. I know you, and you would never just not talk to me unless you were really busy," she says in their most reassuring voice.

"I'll text my parents pronto."

Those words made (B/F/N) face light up with happiness.

"Well are gonna have an incredible weekend, trust me," you state.

You text your parents about your whereabouts.

Going to (B/F/N)'s for the weekend, be back on Sunday at around six.

Normally, they wouldn't let you go. They thought it would be a distraction from school, but then again they thought everything was.

"Onward!" you say in a fake British accent, as you place your arm around her shoulder and walk down the hallway together.

(B/F/N) and you both giggle.

You ride (B/F/N)'s bus to her house, and yes without a bus pass. No one really noticed.

You both dismount the bus and walk until you arrive at a familiar-looking house, one of your favorite places.

(B/F/N)'s house was one the only place you could really relax, from school, from your parents, and from any other problems. You hadn't been here in a long while.

(B/F/N) opens the door and you both immediately run-up to their room. Shutting the door behind you.

You guessed her mom wasn't home.

You put your backpack on the floor and walk to (B/F/N)'s wardrobe and rummaged through it.

"Whatcha looking for?" (B/F/N) asked curiously.

"Last time I came here I left some clothes here, you know just in case."

"Found them," you say pleased.

"Typical (Y/N)."

"I know, I know. Autographs later," you say sarcastically as you bow.

"Oh shoot!"