The Quiet One | OC x Reader

The Quiet One | OC x Reader

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He was the one boy everyone avoided. He never had a partner for class projects, never had a conversation with a classmate or even his teachers, never spoke a word to anyone since he had crossed the county line in his family's moving van two years prior. "He's so weird," the girls would say in a whisper as if he couldn't hear their voices. Although they were quiet whispers, he could hear every word said. And he loved hearing that he was thought to be odd. He thrived off of it. But when a new girl comes and sits by him, not frightened by him, he slowly is brought deeper into a hole he is unfamiliar with. Will passion and desire overcome him?
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Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"

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