easy - stan uris x reader

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you are quite known around school. you have cute style, you're very kind and everyone has a sort of soft spot for you. everyone wishes so bad to be close to you. here's a look at your schedule for school.
first period- english
second period- history
third period- orchestra
fourth period- science
fifth period- gym
sixth period- math
cool, right? easy peasy in the morning and progresses throughout the day. everyday, you walk in wearing a skirt of your choice, top of your choice, and comfy tennis shoes. you smile and say "good morning, everyone." and sure enough, the room is filled with "good morning, y/n. how are you y/n? i love you y/n. turn around and bend over, y/n." you ignore that though. your father did always say "boys will be boys." you wish they wouldn't. you walk towards your seat and nervously sit down. wanna know a secret? youuu are nervous because you have a little crush on a certain someone. and this someone will change you and teach you how to be extraordinary. this someone will kiss you and hold you for hours and tell you "i love you" every second of the day. this certain someone will love you in ways the people at school never considered feeling about you. he'll take you to the dance and hold your hand on the way to and from school and he'll buy you bracelets and then kiss your hand and say you're worth it. only in your imagination though. pffft, as if stanley uris would have the most basic crush in the world. but that won't stop you from trying.

"stanley! hey! good morning, stan, how are you?" you turn around and say to him. he looks up at you and very quietly says "i-i'm okay. thank you." and looks down again. you sit on your knees on your chair completely turned around. "how was your weekend? finish all your homework?" oh y/n you geniiiiiius! get him talking!!! you have a plan. "um, yeah, i finished it all pretty quickly." he said, a little more comfortably. y/n is very easy to talk to. "great! can you do me a favor and help me finish this before class starts, please?" you smiled widely. what you had no idea of, was that your smile made him do it. he didn't know why it made him do it but for some reason it did. "yeah, i can- i can help you with that." you smiled again and went to his desk. you put the unfinished paper on his desk. "sorry, i know this is kind of annoying. i just don't want my grades to start slipping." he starts filling in the answers for you, explaining how you don't need to worry about it. your eyes widen and you put a hand over his. "you dont need to give me the answers, stanley, thats fine! i just didnt understand it. you already did your work, i dont want to bug you with mine." you laugh.
your pov
why is he looking at me like that? is-is he blushing? why is he blushing? "are you okay, stan?" he silently gulped and looks down. "y-your hand..." i looked down and sure enough, my hand is right on top of his. great. my face is just as pink as my skirt. actually, it feels pink. i cant tell. but damn his hands are soft. i moved them away quickly. i think i made him uncomfortable. "i-i'm sorry stanley. uh- thank you very much for helping me with the homework. i appreciate it." i awkwardly sat back down in my seat. jeez. nice work, y/n.
general pov
yikes! color yourself embarrassed. class started, so you dont have any time to think about it. you do the basic, turn in your homework, make jokes in class, did your work, and left. in the halls, the usual happened. screaming, running, talking. everyday. you try to walk fast to your next class but you're stopped. "hi henry. how are you doing today?" you said flatly. "i'm doing so good, honey, you wore my favorite skirt! its your shortest. i like it. did you wear it just for me?" how annoying. "i'm sorry henry, i didn't. can i please go to my class?" you try to walk around him but he blocks you. "come on, sweets, don't be like that." you decide to turn around and take the long way. big mistake. suddenly, a loud slap is heard.

tears well in your eyes. you turn around and look at henry, and he's laughing. henry bowers slapped your ass and now he's laughing. you look down and a small whimper escaped your mouth, which surprisingly was audible to most people there. "ooooh, henry shes crying!" someone yelled. gee, thanks. "henry you went too far!" someone else yelled. you looked up and said "i'm sorry henry, i have to go to class. have a nice day." and left. you even had the power to be nice to henry bowers. and thats why people like you. you're kind, you're gentle. and you just want people to be happy. you want him to be happy.

this is SO BAD AHHHHHHH but idc im gonna write how my relationship would be with stanley uris because i am so in love with him.