joey trotta x reader

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your POV:

I'm eating lunch with the guys in the cafeteria. i am so hungry i didn't even eat breakfast, so i started munching all the food. i stopped inbetween and was looking at joey. god he looks so cute, and he's not even trying to.

"what chu doin' there joey? "

"nothing, just writing down something" i was trying too look at what he was wring and then.

"hey guys, this is chris. he's cool he can stay" billy said. bringing a tall skinny guy, he looks really annoying. he had that smug face. didn't even say hi to me, chris just sat beside me making me squished. he made sexual comments on girls bodies, and i don't mind talking when the guys are talking about it. but he's pointing out things about models, that makes me compare myself to them.

"bold for you to assume they care about a little boy's opinion. they're making money anyways, from idiotic people like you".

"shut up, you barely even have the body of a girl, yet a model" he fires back. i got really sad, but didn't show it. the guys were looking at me, they were either waiting for me to cry or fire back at him, so i did.

"said the guy who have the body of a giraffe, i should've guessed u also have the brain like one" the guys said "ooooOoOoo" they just continued their conversation, talking about other stuff. i stopped eating cause i suddenly dont feel like it.

"you're done eating? " joey stopped writing.

"yeah, i think i'm full" not making eye contact to him, and i fake a smile.

"you think?" he saw me getting uncomfortable "alright" he smiles. god his smile would make anyone happy. and then chris was blocking me pushing me with his body, unintentionally I'm guessing.

"get a chair, man. this bench will not fit all of us" i whined.

"why don't you? you're the fat one". i really can't deal with this today. i slap him and ran out from the cafeteria.

joey's POV:
i can't believe what just happened. we all just had a good conversation and this dick ruined it. he ruined our day.

"what the fuck?! " i stand up.

"what it's just a joke, not my fault she can't take a joke" chris defended himself.

"man, deal with it. she's too pretty for you, and the only thing that would make you feel better is making her feel bad" snuffy says.

"whatever, i thought u guys are cool" chris stands up from his seat. billy punches him, and then hank pushed him till he falls.

"get up, and get the hell out of man. we don't want you here" yogurt says. chris stands up, everyone in the cafeteria was watching, he left.

i thought of y/n. I'm gonna chase after her. i run through the halls to find her, but i just couldn't. i think i know where she is.

"y/n?" i shouted out.

"joey? what are you doing in the girls bathroom?!" her voice is trembly.

"looking for you of course" i stand infront of the bathroom stall that i think is her. "are you here?" i knock on the door.

"yeah" there was a pause "joey? " she said.

"yes? "

"do you think i'm ugly?"

"what?! noo! you are the opposite of ugly" god! why would such a beautiful girl think she's ugly.

"then why does the other guys never compliments me? " she whined, her voice is getting quieter.

"cause someone would be mad if they did"

"who? " she didn't believe anyone could like her.

"read this" i slide a note through the floor.

your POV:

I'm reading the note he passed me. it's a poem. he spoke about how he likes my smile, he likes my personality, and how I'm the only girl he thinks of, cause he likes me.

"i know it's kind of cheesy, and wrote it last minute. you probably don't like it, but-" i cut him off by hugging him.

"i never felt so beautiful before" I'm still not letting him go. my voice gets shaky again, tears falling to my cheek.

"Cause you are" he hold me tightly back. my breath was still trembling and he rub my back. "it's gonna be alright from now on". he rubs my hair, he then looks me in the eye "I'm always gonna make you feel beautiful from now on"

THE END.

thank you for requesting, i hope you liket this! <3

ps. i wanted to say the key to thrive in life is to not compare yourself with others! appreciate your growth, u r speacial in ur own way!

stay gold,
ice bear.

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