Marthe Woertman Imagines

Unique

Ever since school started I've caught myself staring at the same girl. Her name is Marth, she's one of the popular girls that I don't think I would ever dare go up to. She actually a really nice person I think well I've seen her be nice to pretty much everyone but at the same time she can be really intimidating. A lot of the time I would hear some entitled classmates of mine talking badly behind her back saying things like "Why does she always dress like a boy" or "Why does she act like that it's not girly at all." Which I always have to clench my fists instead of delaying something about it. As much as I wouldn't hesitate to defend her, I will very much love to stay an outcast. Just get though school without any drama. I'll just quietly admire my crush from a far, I don't think there's anything wrong with how she dresses or acts. I think it's perfect she always looks and seems like such a badass person and besides it all makes her unique and I love it. Recently I've had a lot to overthink about because while staring at Marth all the time she has caught me a few times. She hasn't done anything about it but I feel even more intimidated than before but still I couldn't stop loving her. I mean she's so beautiful and handsome all the time how can anyone not look.
As I was on my way to have my lunch alone on the roof I was caught off guard by someone pulling me backwards. I was about to let out a scream in alarm but whoever it was covered my mouth with one of their hands. Next thing I know my back is pressed against the wall and someone tall was towering over me. I open my eyes and my face goes red at who it is. I was pinned to the wall by none other than Marth in all her glory. I feel my heartbeat quicken and my palms getting sweaty. "Why do you keep staring at me?" Marth asks in a serious tone. 'Wait what?' I thought not expecting that, I don't even know what I was expecting her to say, never in my life would I think I would even be in this position. While I was busy overthinking I didn't realise I didn't give her an answer so she slapped the wall beside my head to catch my attention which makes me jump. She then asks again "Hey, I asked you why the heck you keep staring at me?" She asked almost sounding confused? I noticed her voice didn't sound angry like how the sentence sounded. "I'm sorry, I just..well you look really pretty..and seem like a cool person." I blurt out truthfully. Her face then turned into a look of pure confusion, raised brow and all. "Sorry if it seems weird..I just..I can't help it. Your different..in a good way. You dress the way you want to dress you act the way you wanna act. You don't care what people say or think of you. I really admire you." I say not really daring to look into her eyes while I let my feelings flow out. "People talk about me?" Marth asks with a slight frown. This kind of surprised me because those classmates were never really discrete or care how loud they were being. "Uhh yea. I should have defended you and not cared about staying an outcast." I say more to myself than her. I instantly cover my mouth after that in surprise at what I just said out loud. It was silent for a while so I picked up enough courage and looked up at her again but to my surprise she was looking fondly at me. My eyes widen for a split section then I boldly ask out of the blue, face red from just the thought, "Um can I hug you?" I close my eyes waiting for a negative answer when I got silence. But instead next thing I know I'm pulled into a tight hug, my eyes open wide in shock but then I close my eyes to savour this moment not knowing if it would ever happen again. This was honestly the best hug I've ever had, it felt warm and with love. I wished it lasted forever but at the same time when it ended I was slightly grateful afraid if she hugged me any longer I would start crying. Before there was any more silence Marth mutters a quick "Um I'll see you tomorrow." And then jogged off, leaving me there speechless and wondering what she meant by that.