Hiccstrid Oneshots!!

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Hi guys! Im back with another
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3,900 READS HOLY CRAP GUYS YA'LL ARE FREAKING AMAZING LIKE DAMN!!!! I can't believe you guys like my little book so much! Like seriously, I'm literally screaming! This one shot was actually my first reader requested, so I'm super excited to share it with you guys!!

@_aizawa I hope you like it!

"Move it loser"

"Ew she looks like a whore"

"Omg what is she wearing, my grandmas clothes?"

Astrid curled her hands tighter around her books, and kept her gaze down. Ever since her parents died, she had been an outcast. Her tormentors had taken great pleasure in seeing the former queen bee reduced to a worthless nobody. Arriving at her locker, she entered the code. 4, 25, 3, and click, the locker swung open. She re-arranged her things, grabbed her stuff. She heard heels click behind her. Heather, she thought with a sinking heart.

"Hi Ass-trid. Are those your precious book?" she sneered. Astrid's hand closed into a fist, wanting to punch her in the face. She could've. Heather was weak. Astrid turned around slowly, plastering a fake smile on her face.

"No Heather, these are binders. If you wore your glasses, maybe you could see." Astrid retorted. Heather's eyes blazed. She snapped her fingers, and Astrid's heart sunk. Heather's minions, Snotlout and the twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut came forward. Astrid backed away, unfortunately into her locker. Snotlout grabbed her shirt and punched he in the face, then threw her to the floor. Tuffnut then kicked her in the ribs. Astrid squeezed her eyes shut, bearing the pain in silence. Heather leaned forward.

"Dont try me bitch." Astrid pushed herself up from the floor, watching their retreating figures. Tears spilled down her cheeks. You are not a doormat Astrid Hofferson, Stop being one, she thought fiercely, gathering up her books. More footsteps approached her.

"Heather you already beat me up, what do you want-" She looked up into a different face, "You're not Heather." She mumbled stupidly. Hiccup offered her his hand. She slapped his hand away. Hiccup used to be the runt, the nerd, the bully target. But after Astrid's parents died, he transformed into the school's bad boy. Guess how he acted. Colossal dickhead and womanizer.

"You made her mad, what the fuck did you do." He smirked. Astrid glared.

"Piss off." He put his hands into his leather jacket and grinned wider.

"Nope."

"Haddock, I am about 3 seconds from punching you in the face."

"Please," he scoffed, "You can't even stand up to Heather."

"Can you just leave me alone?!" She yelled, burning with rage.

"Whatever Ass-trid. One day, you're going to need my help." Hiccup called from over his shoulder.

"You wish." she muttered, trudging off to lunch.

*******

*RING RING* Astrid sprinted to her locker as soon as the bell rang. After school was known for being a great time to get beat up. She opened it, but as soon as she did, she saw Heather and her minions out of the corner of her eye. She realized she was shaking. Act natural, she whispered to herself. She saw them approaching her, but surprisingly felt someone put an arm around her shoulders.

"Play along." a deep voice whispered. She looked up.

"Hiccup what are you doing?"

"Saving your ass. Now shut up and play along." Astrid gulped and did as he told her. She finished gathering her books and slowly they made their way to the exit.

"I'm going now. You better be careful." He said. Astrid, too surprised to speak, nodded. She continued down the sidewalk, out of school boundaries.

"Astrid!" Someone very familiar called. She walked faster.

"C'mon bitch, I know you can hear me!" Faster still.

"I'm talking to you slut!" Now Astrid was running. She turned the corner and ran smack into the twins and Snotlout. She spun around and there was Heather, smiling at her.

"Can you just leave me alone? Please, I've got to get home, I'll give you anything, just please don't-" Smack. Astrid doubled over in pain, swallowing her lunch that was rising in her throat. Tuffnut shoved her back, and she tripped over a foot, landing hard on her backside. Her things went everywhere. She scooted away from the advancing attackers, frantically looking for an escape. A hard blow hit her in the face. Astrid spiraled away. Suddenly tires scratched on the pavement, then a door crashed open.

"HEY!" Hiccup roared, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING?"

"Aw, we just having some fun." Snotlout responded, grinning.

"By attacking a girl? What the hell is wrong with you! There is one of her and three of you!"

"Listen Hiccup, why the fuck do you even care about this bitch? You always trash talked her!" Heather shot back. Hiccup slammed the door shut. He stormed up to Heather, face dangerously close to hers.

"I'll show you what it feels like to have a guy 3 times your weight beat you up. Then-" He didn't get to finish before Snotlout tackled him to the ground. He roughly shoved the shorter boy off.

"What the hell?" Hiccup demanded.

"Listen, Useless. Stay out of it." Snotlout snapped.

"Whatever you guys." Hiccup muttered, walking back to his truck. Astrid stood there in shock. What was he doing? Wasn't he supposed to save her? She looked at him, and to her surprise, he winked at her.

"What the-" she mumbled. Then it hit her. Literally. Heather actually hit her. Astrid laughed at the humor.

"You hit like a girl!" Astrid taunted.

"I AM!" Heather screeched. Astrid couldn't stop her smile.

"Really? Hows this!" She pulled back her fist and BAM, it landed a ferocious bow to Heather face. Astrid head Hiccup's laugh. Heather stumbled back, squealing and crying, holding her face.

"WHO'S NEXT?!" she roared. Ruffnut, Tuffnut shrugged, then walked away as if nothing happened. Snotlout glared at them, following suit. Astrid looked over at Hiccup. He was grinning at her, and damn, he looked good leaning against his truck in his leather jacket. No Astrid, bad.

"Muttonheads." He looked at Astrid, "Need a ride?" Astrid nodded, grabbing her stuff.

"That would be great." And soon they were joy-riding through the streets of Berk, singing at the top of their lungs to songs from the radio. He arrived at her house, and Astrid turned to him.

"Thanks back there. You really saved me, and I don't know how to thank you but-" and she was silenced by a kiss on her lips. She looked up into brilliant green eyes, smiled, and kissed him back.