Sprousehart One-Shots

Stepping In (Fluff/Smut)

⚠️Sexual Assult Warning!⚠️

Lili Pov:
I mentally rolled my eyes as Cami and I pulled up to the new club in town. It was opening night, and Cami can never resist going to clubs, so here we were. I was never a fan of them. I didn't mind them, but going out and drinking and dancing wasn't my idea of an ideal Friday night.

I stepped out of the car, and we walked up to the entrance. They didn't have high security, so we waltzed right on in. If we were at a club, I was going to drink first. I pulled her over, trying not to get pushed around in the crowd as we finally got to the bar. I quickly sat down, Cami sitting in the seat beside mine.

"I'll have your strongest whiskey, please. I don't even care what it tastes like, as long as I'm wasted by the end of the night.", Cami said, giggling. I huffed, somewhat annoyed at her enthusiasm. "I'll just have a margarita, please.", I said. The bar tender nodded, going off to prepare our beverages. I watched her as Cami's head turned from her phone to the door, her face lighting up. A blonde boy walked in, looking around before spotting her.

"Let me guess. You have a date?", I asked, my voice sounding slightly but unnoticeably irritated. "Yeah! You're fine if I leave you here, right?", she asked cheerily. Before I had the chance to respond, she up and left, making her way over to mystery-boy. I shook my head, turning back to the bartender as he handed me my drink and set Cami's next to mine, incase she came back.

I took a small sip, regretting coming it the first place. I knew she would leave. I came here knowing that. I don't know why I cared so much. She was my best friend. As long as she was happy, I shouldn't have cared. I tried to lighten myself up as I took another sip.

As I was slowly sipping at my drink, I could feel the presence of someone close by. A tall, brawny man then sat beside me, in Cami's former spot. "Hey, Babygirl. You're looking fine tonight.", he said,
smirking. I didn't turn to make eye contact with him. "Thanks, I guess. And don't call me that. I'm not yours.". He chuckled. "How can you be so sure? You could be mine by the end of the night, if I wanted you to be.". What he had just said enraged me.

I swiveled my chair to look at him, steam practically coming out of my ears as I peered at him. "Yeah, I don't think so. I'm not an object. I'll choose who I want to be with, thanks.", I sneaked. That seemed to have pissed him off. He grabbed my hair, pulling me up onto the dance floor. I shouted and yelled, hitting his arm and trying to pry my hair out of his hand.

⚠️Smut/Trigger Warning⚠️
"You should know better than to disrespect a man, Babygirl. I'm a lot stronger than you are.", he said. He gripped my waist and my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. I tried squirming out of his arms, him tightening his grip in response. His hand moved down as he touched me in places I didn't want to be touched.

"STOP! STOP TOUCHING ME!", I shouted, sobbing as I did so. Everyone around us was minding their own business, not really caring what was happening as I was being assaulted. I struggled and struggled, trying to escape, but it was no use.

"Hey, Asshat! Get your hands off of her.". I turned my head to find a tall, muscular man with black hair. It was dark, and I couldn't make out his specific features, but I could feel the anger radiating off of him. "She's crying, and I believe she told you to stop touching her. So, do yourself a favor and stop before I make you!", he shouted.

The man holding me chuckled. He was taller and looked stronger than the man who was tying to help me. "Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it, little man?", he asked sarcastically. The black-haired man then came rushing over, swinging his arm and delivering a right hook directly to the man's cheek.

The jackass who groped me let go, going in to tackle the man trying to help me. His attempts however, failed to my surprise. The black-haired man stood up, not a single bruise on his cheek as the other man laid face-first on the ground. He looked over at me, and without saying a word, extended a hand for me to take.

We walked back over to the bar, sitting back in mine and Cami's spots. Tears trickled slowly down my face as I stared blankly at my drink, shaking. He hesitantly put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I'm so sorry about what just happened.", he whispered. I sniffled before looking back up at him. It was then when so had noticed his gorgeous blue eyes and the single black curl that fell over his forehead, but that wasn't the point. "W-why did you help me?". He looked at me, a shocked expression on his face.

"No woman deserves to be treated like that. You deserve to be respected. You're absolutely beautiful, but that doesn't mean that guys are allowed to treat you like property.", he responded. I smiled timidly. "Thank you...". "Cole. Cole Sprouse. Nice to meet you....". "Lili Reinhart.", I responded, shaking his hand firmly.

"It's nice to meet you, Lili, even if it was under terrible circumstances.". We shared a smile before he called a bartender over, telling him about what had just happened. They got security to arrest him and turn him into the cops. I was beyond thankful for what Cole had done for me.

I wanted to repay him. He was incredibly sweet and he went out of his way to help me. Not to mention, I found that I was incredible attracted to him after we had talked for about an hour. "Um... So this might not be appropriate, and you don't have to accept, but would you... want to go out sometime?", I asked, wanting to divert my eyes from his but finding myself unable to. His smile stretched across his face. "I would love to, Lili, but only if you're comfortable.", he responded.

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