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~𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐓𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫 // 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐔𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝟒~

"Do you, uh, - fuck, what I'm trying to ask you is, - do you really despise me? Like I know I mess with you a lot and you mess with me, but I didn't do it to hurt you emotionally nor physically." Stan confessed, making your heart soften by his words.

"Why do you want to know so badly Stanley." You sigh, setting down your pen, resting your elbow on the table while your head rested on the palm of your hand.

"Because, I just do Y/N." Stan shrugged, starting to tap his pencil against the table once more, making you bit your lip.

Before you knew it your hand flew out, placed over the top of his to make him stop the noise.

Stan looked at you surprised, his eyes focused on your hand on top of his, while your heart was beating so loud you were sure he could hear it and sense it.

"Let's just get this over with so we can go home and do whatever yeah? Let's do uh, flashcards." You stammered, your cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

Stan nodded in response, as you removed your hand slowly from his, handing him some flashcards and a list of things to write on them, silence once again went falling over the two of you.

Which only lasted for about five minutes before Stan decided to open his month once again.

"Okay you have the choice between Richie, Bill and I, Fuck, Kiss, Marry, or Kill, go." Stan smirked, as he wrote down some facts on the back of his flashcard, snorting as he heard you choke on your water.

He waited for you to take a sip so he could purposely make you almost spit it out.

You sent him a glare as he smirked, waiting for your answers, as to which you already knew.

"Easy, Kiss Richie, because who wouldn't want to you know? Marry Bill because he is hella cute, and Kill you Stan because you're a pain in my ass." You'd smile innocently, batting your eyelashes at him as he stared at you, his mouth slightly open.

"I think you mean you'd kiss me, and your ass would hurt because-"

"Shut the fuck up noodle head." You snapped at him, making him stop from finishing his clearly inappropriate answer, he hung around with Richie way too much.

"Or what?" He fired back, a smirk on his lips as he gave you a challenging look.

You gave him an amused expression, unable to hide it as he let out a quiet giggle.

"Or I'll smack that smirk right off your face Uris." You threatened, the smile not once leaving your lips, as his breath hitched.

You called him by his last name, you've never ever done that before in your life, sure you called him noodle head, and Stanley, but never by his last name, and hell, he loved hearing you say it.

"Prove it." He scooted closer to you, his eyes not breaking eye contact from yours.

Your heart began racing even more than before, this boy was controlling you big time, and there was nothing you could do about it.

"Unless, you were just lying to-"

 You cut him off, lips pressed against his, catching him off guard before realizing you actually did it.

He reacted immediately, kissing you back, his hands resting on your cheeks, as yours were tangled in his curly hair.

You both eventually pulled away, needing air and space, as both of your lips were red from the hard kiss.

"Shit. If I had known that was all it took to get you to kiss me I would of done this months ago." Stan grinned, licking his swollen lips, his eyes flickering between yours.

"Hold up, you purposely got me to tutor you?" You asked, your voice full of shock.

"Obviously. I'm not that dumb darling, I just needed a way to get to you, I knew that you were a History nerd do." He teased, grabbing your hand and rubbing his gently with his thumb.

"You're such a dumb ass Stanley Uris." You'd smile, shaking your head as he'd smile back at you.

"Looks like despised in your words means you're pretty damn attracted to me." He'd wink, making you roll your eyes, as he'd chuckle.

"Just shut up noodle head." You'd laugh, making him smile and pull you in for another kiss.

After a few more kisses, you couldn't help it but be blown away that this was happening, you and Stan, the person you thought you despised the most, turned out into someone you couldn't get enough of.

"So, about what I said earlier, we can totally go somewhere and I can promise you I'm way better that Richie-"

"Not gonna happen Stanley."

"Worth a shot."