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Eddie

Teen!Nygmobblepot oneshot inspired by Taylor Swift's "Betty".

Teen!Oswald POV

I pace back and forth in my room, debating whether or not to try calling Ed. I made him really mad the other day at the senior prom. It's our final year of high school. Ever. And I didn't dance with him. I practically stood him up. I stayed on the other side of the room. But I'm mad too. He danced with her. Kristin Kringle. That stupid bitchy stuck-up slut.

I give up and flop on the bed, exhausted. Ed doesn't want to talk to me. He hates me.

Maybe he's happier with Kristin. She's beautiful, funny, intelligent.

Perfect. She's perfect for him.

I'm only 17. I don't know anything.

*Time jump 3 years*

College!Oswald POV

I walk down the hall to my dorm room at GCU, tired from spending the entire day in the study hall.

"Hey, Pengy! How's it going?!" Ivy says excitedly, hugging me tight. How could she still have so much energy after today?

"Not great. This stupid test in my business class is kicking my ass." I say tiredly.

"Well, maybe you can swing by the botany lab when you have some free time! Plants always give me an extra boost of energy!" She says enthusiastically.

"Maybe. Good night, Ivy." I say quietly.

"Oh! Did you hear?!" She says suddenly.

"What?" I say quietly.

"That guy you told me about, Edward Nygma from the forensic pathology class? I heard he'd been dating a girl named Isabella Clayton, and she looks exactly like Kristen Kringle!" Ivy says loudly.

"What?! That's impossible!" I say in disbelief.

"Yeppers! I know! And I heard Kristen left 3 months ago! Just dumped Ed and took off!"

"My God...what on earth drove her to that?"

"Miscarriage." Ivy says simply, chewing on her bubblegum.

"Oh...poor Edward." I say quietly, feeling the sympathy and sorrow burning in my heart. He must have been devastated. She obviously was. She disappeared herself.

The next day, I'm sitting in the cafeteria when I see Ed walk in with Isabella. I pull my hoodie over my face to hide from him. My baseball cap hides my face, too.

I peek up just in time to see Ed and Isabella kissing. I feel that all-too familiar pang of jealousy in my chest.

College!Ed POV

I walk over to Isabella, who sits on my bed in our dorm room, and hand her her tea.

"You're too sweet." Se says sweetly, smiling like a crazy person.

"Is something wrong?" Ed asks quietly.

"I feel like someone's following me. Watching me. It's been happening for weeks...I feel like someone's following me around and I look behind me and there's this weird emo guy in a black hoodie and a baseball cap." She says quietly, her voice trembling.

"Can you describe him?"

"About 5'6, slim build, green eyes, blonde hair...but he recently dyed it black. Now when I see him, it's black hair. He has a little heart on his cheek, like those emo girls on YouTube. And eyeliner and mascara. He's always very well made-up. He also has freckles on his face, a lot of them." She says clearly.