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Coughing up flowers 🌹

Pairing: Alex Summers x reader

Summary: You didn't think you had a chance with him... after all he's very handsome and sometimes kind of an asshole, surely he wouldn't look your way.. right?
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"Miss! Can I please go to the bathroom?" you raised your hand, asking for permission to get out of there fast.

You felt them up your throat, you felt them tickling your mouth.

"Yes, of course (Y/N)"

"Thank you!" and with that you bolted out of the classroom, running through the halls of the mansion and reaching the bathroom just in time.

A bunch of red flower petals dropped into the bathroom floor, and you felt each soft petal leave your throat, you cried in desperation.

This was getting worse and worse each day that passes, at this point you won't be able to hide it anymore and people will notice, it's starting to affect your grades and overall performance during the evaluations... damn him.

You wiped your tears from your cheeks and sniffed, reaching for the spit covered rose petals, they had formed a group... It won't be long before you began to cough up the whole fucking flower.. and along with it.. the thorns.

You had to get the surgery done.. this was getting too much already, it's been 4 months of coughing up this fucking red beautiful petals... and of course they had to be red.. as if they were reminding you of who you loved.

Alex fucking Summers... he had a girl in his room almost all the time and each time it was a different one. He liked red, he was handsome, athletic and whatnot. He surely won't look your way.

As you gathered the gorey petals and flushed them down, you reminded yourself you had to move on from him... maybe being alone wasn't so bad after all, right? you'd have more freedom to do what you want and look at who you want!

yeah.. alone.. sounds good.

"Hey... are you alright?" the voice made you choke on a red petal, god damn him.

you stopped in your tracks and swallowed thickly, hopefully you bought some time to form words and not choke on them.

"yea.. um.. yeah i'm fine" your voice came out muffled, as if you were choking. shit, that caught his attention.

"are you sure? Can I come in? you don't sound so well"

A choked gasped left your throat, it burned, here comes the whole fucking flower.

"(Y/N)! talk to me, are you okay?"

you cried, your throat felt like it was ripping apart... maybe because.. it was.

"i'm going in, i don't care"

Your eyes widened and you turned your back on the door, holding your throat as the first few parts of the rose came out of your mouth. He kicked the door in.

"hey.. what's wrong?" aaaand he saw it, the bloody rose fell from your throat and next to his hand.

"i'm.. i'm so sorry" your voice came out hoarse and raspy, a bloody string of salive hanging out from your mouth.

He held the rose on his hands, carefully examining it.

"who did this to you? I swear I'll beat his ass"

"listen you don't have to do any-" a cough and more bloody petals interrupted your speech. "anything... you don't have to do anything"

"well yeah I kinda do? I care about you, you're my little brother's friend and I can't have you dying over some guy who's an idiot" he held your hair back and stroked it.

"Alex.. it's you, unless you want to beat yourself up, then you can't do anything" you whispered, tears running down your cheeks, tears of pain, of heartbreak, nervousness, confusion and other emotions you have never felt until this day and thus, couldn't name.

Alex stopped his actions for a split second and then slid his hand down to your jaw.

"i'm.. i'm sorry, i .. i didn't think i'd hurt you while trying not to.. and i'm just... i'm just so sorry.."

You looked at him, as he hung his head down in shame, you touched his hand.

"what the fuck do you mean trying not to?" he smiled and looked up at you laughing, tears lining his eyes.

"I just... I thought I would hurt you more by getting close to you... my mutation is dangerous and i can't trust myself with someone so important for me and my brother.." he stopped to think about what to say, as you waited patiently for his words "the truth is that.. well, i have no other words to express this but.. the truth is that I love you"

Your heart stopped, the tightness in your chest began decreasing and you felt your throat itch until the only sensation remaining was a soft tickle. You had healed.

"Alex I-" you stopped yourself, weighing your words carefully, "Alex, the truth is that I love you, I love you with all I have and I'm sorry.. I'm sorry you had to see me like this.. all broken and bloodied.." you laughed bitterly.

Soon after, you heard a chuckle, "I kinda noticed that from the mess of red roses..." he laughed "I still love you, even if you're broken of bloodied... I'll come by to hold your hand.. always"

You looked at him, surprise on your face, soon being overtaken by a warm smile, and soon a laugh that matched his.

"Are you alright? how does your throat feel?" he asked softly, pressing his hand on your neck and kissing your forehead.

"i'm all better now.." you smiled