this is just flirting. this will always be just flirting.
that's not what you used to say.
Maddy Perez
this is just flirting. this will always be just flirting.
that's not what you used to say.
pronouns: he/him, m!reader
Madeleine Perez had always been a force to be reckoned with. From an early age, she'd always been certain of herself and it shone through her confidence. She was the pretty popular girl with equally pretty popular friends. The cheerleader who dated the star quarterback. The girl who got everything she wanted one way or another.
Or, well, she had almost everything she wanted.
(Y/N) Daley. She'd barely given him a single thought growing up. He'd always been in the background, just another classmate and neighbor who blended in and stayed out of the more popular friend circles. Then, he changed from classmate to project buddy and it blossomed from there.
Maddy loved the attention. She loved the knowledge that she was wanted by others. Nate bruised her ego, he always did eventually, but it'd mend when she locked lips with some random guy who looked at her as if she were an angel that walked the Earth. Guys chased after her with hopes of getting with one of the prettiest girls in school and in hopes of finally one-upping Nate Jacobs. (Y/N) had been one of those guys. His head would turn when she walked by. He'd perk up when she spoke to him. He allowed her to dance around the subject of a relationship. He took the shoulder checks from Nate Jacobs when his friendship with her became known. And then, that disappeared, suddenly and abruptly the attention she had grown to desire and look forward to vanished.
Not knowing knawed away at her like an anxiety she'd never experienced before. Nate always made her feel small during their fights, made her feel like a lost child looking for their home. He always made her worry, always ran circles in her mind each night. But this time, it'd been (Y/N) fucking Daley doing all those things. It hadn't been until Cassie, confused and concerned at her side, asked a simple yet heart-stopping question.
"Maddy, do... do you think you love him?" She'd asked, voice soft and delicate as she ran her fingers through Maddy's raven locks. Maddy's body had stiffened, her whole body tensing at the mere mention of love. It had made Cassie backtrack and switch topics, but the question weighed heavy on her mind. She loved Nate. Or, she thought she did at least. He was everything she needed. Well-off, popular, good family, good future. She'd never have to work a day in her life with him, just as she always wanted. But did she actually want Nate or did she desire the life he could provide her?
Maddy couldn't concentrate, even with a bottle of cheap beer in one hand and BB's vape in the other. She stared at the swarm of teenagers grinding and dancing together, drunken voices singing along to a generic song playing over the speakers. Her nail clinked against the brown glass, a slow rhythm as her hawk eyes searched for his familiar face. Cassie stood at her side, phone in hand and her bright screen illuminating her face as she frantically typed. Likely another fight with McKay. Kat stood at her other side, her phone also in hand but awaiting a message. Finally, her phone vibrated.
"Okay, Ethan says they're he-" Maddy passed the beer and vape off to a barely conscious BB and walked forward, those with sober minds immediately stepping out of the way for her. She slipped around the tipsy and drunk ones, calling out sharp 'excuse me's and 'move's until she reached the less crowded front door and watched with bated breath. It creaked open and Ethan stepped through with his phone clutched tightly to his chest. His brother followed with his phone in hand as well, his brows dipped and eyes focused on the screen in deep concentration.
"Hey, Maddy." Ethan greeted, trying to sound casual but the high-pitched end to his greeting failed him. She plastered a fake smile for him and motioned over her shoulder in the direction of Kat, watching him nod in thanks and disappear into the crowd. (Y/N) lifted his head and dragged his eyes away from his phone at Ethan's movements, lips jutting out in slight offense at his brother's abandonment. His head tilted in her direction and they locked eyes, prompting her to glide over to him.
"Why do I feel like you're avoiding me?" She asked, arching one brow and folding her arms over her chest. She'd chosen a good dress, the dress that always drew eyes to her wherever she went. (Y/N)'s eyes, however, remained on her face and his casual shrug made her skin prickle. Her arms fell to her sides and she groaned, catching his arm and pulling him down a lonely hallway. He grunted quietly but otherwise didn't protest.
It was foreign territory. Maddy Perez wasn't one to beg or chase or be tripped up over a guy. No, she was the one who turned the other cheek and moved on to the next prize that would have Nate doing all those things for her. Yet, there she was, standing in the middle of a dimly lit hallway because a guy- her crush- had decided to ignore her. How the mighty fall.
"Why are you so worked up, Mads? We're... classmates who occasionally flirt. This is just flirting. This will always be just flirting."
"That's not what you used to say."
"No, it's what you used to say." She blinked, and then her heart sank into the pits of her stomach. "Why would I waste my time when you're always going to go back to Nate? I'm the rebound, remember? The guy you to go when Nate leaves and then ditch when he comes back. I'm not mad about it, Mads. I'm just treating you how you've always treated me."
"I-"
"And I prefer it this way."
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pairing(s): maddy perez x fem!reader (no pronouns used.)
warning(s): angst? arguing? none technically. old fic meaning old ass writing.
summary: you can't understand why Maddy won't save your failing relationship
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you were laid against fezco's couch while you, him, and rue shared a blunt. tv on, with a random movie blaring from it. you don't know, you weren't really paying attention. maddy was clouding your mind as she usually did.
you had your sixth argument alone this week. you were tired—you couldn't understand. everything was fine. you were fine—more than fine, you were happy. so was maddy or at least you thought because all she seemed to do was start an argument lately. the weirdest part: she'd get even more mad when you tried to deescalate the situation and understand her.
"i think jules is cheating on me." rue announced, blowing smoke from her nose.
"oh word?" fezco let out while I was hummed in response.
was that it? was maddy cheating on you? no. you held her too high to think of her doing that.
"she’a been hanging with elliot a lottt." rue dragged her words.
"maybe you should ask her..." you trail off.
“you know, communicate.”
"yea’ that's word. communication is key." you both turn to fezco.
"when have you been in a relationship?" rue asked the question you were both thinking.
"don’t worry about me—I know a little some." you snort, you loved fez. you knew if you needed anything he had you.
"yo, there's this weird ass old guy out back." everyone looked at ashtray who held a shotgun in his hands.
"fuck, man."
fez stood and turned to both of you, "y'all should head out."
you didn't ask any questions, standing up you made your way to the door. rue behind you as well, grumbling about how she was comfortable.
"you need a ride?" you asked the Bennett.
"nah I got a bike."
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maddy's house was on the way to yours so you figured why not stop by. you weren't in the mood to argue so you thought maybe you could get her relaxed and watch a movie.
you knocked on the door a totaled or three times before her mom open it,
"y/n?" she seemed oddly surprised to see you.
"hey mrs.perez, is maddy here?"
"yeah, she's in her room." she pointed to the familiar stairs, stepping aside to let you.
you followed the route upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door twice before peaking your head in. maddy on her bed, phone to her ear. her eyes met you face and she rolled her eyes before telling whoever (assumed Cassie) on the phone she'd call them later.
"hey—I was on my way home and wanted to stop by, hope you don't min—
"come here." you followed, closing the door behind you. surprisingly, she pulled you into a hug, after placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth.
"listen, I don't wanna argu—
"were you smoking?" she questioned, sniffing your shirt that had a light scent of weed.
"yeah, just a little." you mutter already having an idea where this was going.
"you've been doing it a lot—and you've been hanging with rue."
"i’m not on that shit, maddy. just some weed and light drinking. just to relax." you huff at her accusation.
"drinking too? what? you gonna end of like my dad AND rue?" here you go.
"maddy—"
"you’re so fucking selfish." here come the insults.
“i do it because of you!" you blurt of out, voice rising.
"me? no you do because you're fucking self and only think about yourself. god—i should've known when i found you were friends with rue and fez."
you perk up, pointing your finger. “they're good people. don’t you fucking look down on them."
you weren't normally defensive but you weren't gonna let her shit talk your people.
"look, maddy, i didn't come here for this shit. so call me when you get your head on right, bro." you stood, trying to exit of the door you came in but maddy’s hand caught your wrist.
"stay."
"i just—
"we can watch a movie." she gave you doe eyes and you contemplated for a second.
if you stay you know you'd probably argue again but there's also a chance you can be civil. but that was a 75 to 35 ratio
"please, baby."
you sigh, sitting back down.
━━━ 👩🏽💻
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how about a maddy x male reader, where the reader is super tall, covered in tattoos and has a deep voice and he like keeps to himself and everyone at school is scared of him, and maddy gets interested about him, and ends up talking to him and he ends up being a huge sweetheart, (also if you feeling it, after they become friends or whatever how bout a part where nate is being an asshole to maddy and he defends her infront of the school leaving everyone shocked)
love your stories btw ❤
Oh, I very much love this and thank you, bb!!
𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐅𝐋 (𝐩𝐭.𝟏)|| 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳
"𝘚𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘯, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦
𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮, 𝘍𝘓 𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘢
𝘚𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘯, 𝘸𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘓𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘢, 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘢, 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘢, 𝘰𝘩"
Pairing: Maddy Perez x Male!reader
Summary: There weren't many kids that didn't feel oddly out of place at East Highland. A kid always fits in somewhere with a certain group of people or their own clique. But you were far different from the rest of the kids. You stuck out like a sore thumb and Maddy couldn't help but become curious from the mystery surrounding you.
Warnings: Pure fluff and Maddy being adorably kind
Part Two - Part Three - Final Part
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When Maddy came into school, she was prepared for just another day of school. What else could be so great about school? The conversations happening between her and her friends were the exact same. Any drama going on was talked in great detail. Maddy just wasn’t interested today, for whatever reason. She needed something new. After her and Nate’s break up and the backstab that Cassie had done, she was searching for something refreshing. Like a nice open beach that she had yet to visit.
“Do we have anything good going on today?” She asked, siphoning through her locker, grabbing the books needed for her first couple classes for the day. But when she found Kat and Lexi oddly silent, she pulled her head from her locker and followed their gaze. Breath being caught in her throat at the sight of, well, you.
“That’s why I am saying, we should be heading to Florida this summer,” Elliot told you. “We both have our license and we’ve been planning on doing this for years, man.”
“I wouldn’t mind.”
You and Elliot walked past the trio, unaware of their unwavering eyes. God, you were fucking hot. Telling by the looks on both Lexi and Kat’s faces, they felt the exact same way. You were tall, extremely tall that you had to slightly bend down to move through door ways. A cigarette hung between your lips with your short sleeve shirt hugging your built frame beautifully.
Maddy let her eyes pick apart the pieces of art inked into your flesh. A vine starting from your wrist curled around your left arm up to your shoulder. Other pieces surrounded said vine, but on your right forearm was knife drive through a skull. Even from the distance, she could see the impeccable detail. On the side of your neck sat a flower with blood dripping from one of the petals. Finally, a small noose could be seen behind your left ear. It was so small that most wouldn’t notice if they weren’t paying close enough attention. But you had Maddy’s attention. Every single damn ounce of it.
That had been the first time Maddy ever saw you. From there, she shared a few classes with you, but you rarely ever spoke. Residing at the back of the class, silently doing your work that the teacher gave you to catch up to the rest of the class. And when she was done with school, she would see you sitting on your motorcycle having a cigarette by yourself.
In the matter of only a few days, you had built up a reputation that most wouldn’t condone. It’d only happened when Nate seemed to freak out at Cassie for being clingy. One person said something and ended up with Nate having his face smashed into the tiled floor. 2 - 0. But since then, everyone stayed the hell away from you, besides Elliot as Maddy guessed you two had been friends way before you ever showed up.
No one knew a damn thing about you. There was no background of your life that could allow them to speculate and create rumor's. You were a jigsaw that people didn’t even dare to try and assemble. But Maddy was a person who liked to take leaps into the unknown. You were exactly that. The complete epitome of the unknown. As well as a breath of fresh air to the school that Maddy wanted to indulge in.
So, when she saw you in the hallway, she made her way towards you. She had a whole plan ready. She knew what she was going to say and what she was going to do. It was all thought out, it was now only a matter of doing it.
“Hi, the names Maddy Perez.” You turned your head slowly, looking down at the girl. If anyone was watching, which a few were, they would see the very noticeable height difference as you were a good 2 feet (almost 3) taller than her.
But your empty gaze did intimidate her if she was being honest. “Y/n.” If Maddy wasn’t so preoccupied with your beauty, she would’ve realized that your gravely and deep voice sent a shock through her system.
You were sculpted by the gods and Maddy wasn’t afraid of admitting it. Your voice was created by the deep baritones played just outside golden gates. But your body was marked by the most evil demons in the fiery pits of hell. Huh, maybe she should take up poetry. “You’re in my math class, right?”
The question undoubtedly threw Maddy off. You’d seen her? Oh, god. She was starting to sound like a teenage girl who was pinning over the popular guy in her class. But Highland was a small town, so she should’ve expected much.
“Uh, yeah,” she nodded. “We share a few classes together.”
“That’s sick.” For the very first time, Maddy saw you smile. A damn smile. Somehow, she had managed to have you smile. “So, what’s up? What do you need from me?”
“I was wondering if you’d like to come to a party my friend is hosting,” she offered. “I can show you what East Highland has to offer.”
You sighed softly, pursing your lips. “I’ll have to pass, Maddy,” you said. “But thanks though. Haven’t gotten many offers.”
“Well, you don’t really kinda give off the vibe of approachable.”
That made you grin again. God, she was on a fucking streak. So much so that you had leaned in with a hint of amusement in your eyes. “Well, I’ve hearing judging a book by its cover is pretty bad.”
The hushed tone did very little to repress the shivers that ran down her spine. It slithered its way into her head and she liked the way it sounded. Your voice was so damn soft despite how deep it was that Maddy had a hard time believing it was even possible.
You softly shut your locker with your text books cupped under your arm. “I’ll see you in class, Maddy.”
That first interaction had been an enlightening one for Maddy as she was the first person besides Elliot or teachers to talk to you. And the longer she watched from the sidelines, she realized how rare of an experienced it was because every other girl or guy that tried to do the same were simply ignored.
Somehow, you managed to contradict every goddamn stereotype placed on you in the 15 seconds of you two talking. Which only added more to the puzzle that Maddy desperately wished to be the first to solve.
Which came as a surprise when after cheerleading practice, she walked out to the parking lot to find you. Eyes attached to your phone as you pulled the cigarette from your lips. Softly exhaling the cloud into the open air.
“You stalking me now, Y/n?” The mention of your name and the familiar voice had you lifting you head.
When you found Maddy making her way over, you smiled kindly. “Just enjoying the weather,” you stated. “Did you know riding a motorcycle is good for one’s mental health?”
Hmm, so you were adorably smart? Cute. “Do you suffer from anything?” Maddy asked
You shook your head with a soft sigh. “Nah, its just nice to have a clearer head,” you explained. “It’s my personal therapy.”
Maddy bit back a smile as she looked at the motorcycle. “Well, I heard not talking to a therapist and dealing with your own problems could cause problems.”
Then, by some gift from god, you laughed. It’s low, yet graceful. Which made it hard for Maddy to contain the smile that formed on her lips. “I did hear that,” you chuckled. “But to each there own, right?”
She nodded, staring intently at you. How did you seem to defy every aspect people thought of you? Maybe it was because you wanted something from her. Sex? God, some part of Maddy hoped so, but she wasn’t interested as of late. She wanted to find the right guy before she even decided to go start having sex again.
“Do you need a ride?” Maddy blinked, swallowing the lump in her throat before shrugging.
“Sure.” You sat up, dropping the cigarette to the ground and squashing it with your foot. Handing her a helmet that was adorably huge on her head. “What?”
“You just look funny with my helmet on.”
“Do you not have an extra?”
You started up the motorcycle with Maddy settling in right behind you. Arms tightening around you in slight anxiety. “Your safety matters more than mine, Maddy,” you said before looking over your shoulder with a teasing smile. “I also would hate people saying things about you being around me.”
Before she could even respond, you were pulling from the parking spot and driving. Somewhere along the way, you had stopped at a diner and Maddy was more than keen for some food. She watched as you treated the waitress with so much kindness. Despite her quite flirtatious eyes and smiles, you never humored her and it shocked Maddy.
So many girls and guys had thrown themselves at you, but you never acted on natural desire. Like a lot of mysterious things about you, Maddy was intrigued.
“No one comes to East Highland because they just decide to,” Maddy says, dipping her fry into ketchup. “So, what brought you here?”
You wiped your fingers with a napkin, nodding along to her words as you clicked your tongue. “Uh, I actually moved in with my cousin, Elliot,” you explained. “My mom passed away and my dad started a second family, so I came here for a new start you could say.”
“Oh, I’m sorry for prodding.”
“Nah, it’s fine,” you shrugged. “Less people I have to worry about, the better.”
Maddy nodded, continuing to silently eat the food you bought her. This was one thing Nate never gave her. He always managed to get her a fancy meal at an expensive restaurant, but he never did something so casual. He was always getting her things, and as much as she liked all the expensive clothing and jewelry, he never was down to earth with her. They never talked about stuff that was real. She was only getting a brief insight into your life and she was finding more enjoyment in that then she ever did with Nate.
She grabbed a napkin and wiped her fingers before humming, pointing at you. You chuckled and leaned back in the leather seating. “All right, Mads, lay it on me,” you urged. “Ask me what you want to ask.”
She raised a brow in amusement. “Oh, we’re on a nickname basis now?”
“Ask me the question before I revoke it.”
“All right, all right,” she laughed, inhaling deeply before staring at you with squinted eyes. “Why haven’t you started dating anyone or had sex with anyone?”
You nearly choked on your food laughing. “Who said I haven’t had sex?”
“Trust me, Y/n,” she said. “I got my ways of finding out and people around here aren’t really good at keeping secrets.”
You raised a brow, corners of your lips tugging into an amused smile. “Are you keeping tabs on me, Maddy?”
“Answer the question, please.”
You sighed, crossing your arms on the table and leaning forward. Sniffling slightly as your lips parted, trying to find the right words. “I guess no one has ever liked me like that or wanted that?”
“Lies.” Her immediate response had you lifting both brows in surprise. “Lies because I know Cassie Howard asked you out, but you shot her down-”
“With kindness of course.”
“Y/n, you gotta talk to me to make our friendship work-”
“Oh, we’re friends now?”
“I swear, I’m gonna stab you with this fork.”
Maddy watched you sigh, left hand tapping against your right forearm. Seemingly deep in thought as he leaned back, hand waving dismissively. “Okay,” you sighed. “Love and sex? It’s a cool concept at the start for me. I love to hear about it, fun to read about it, write about it, and think about in my head. But...when it’s real...”
“It’s scary?”
You bit the inside of your lip, nodding softly. “Why is that scary?”
And Maddy watched your mood slightly drop as you licked your lips. Finger tapping against the table softly as you nodded to yourself. “Because the more people you let into your life,” you paused, “the more that can just walk right out.”
It had been that moment that the cloud that surrounded you and your past was cleared and Maddy got to see the true you. The saddest and most scared part of yourself that was put behind good looks and tattoos. Suppressed by the cigarette’s and nicotine that intoxicated your lungs.
What you had to say and offer was pushed back in fear. That was what Maddy had to gather, at least. Something about that made you more intriguing and she felt for you. She was scared of love just as much as you. After Nate, it made it hard for her to try and start dating again. Sex was just as scary as she had been accustomed to how Nate treated her during sex and after.
She licked her lips, slightly motioning to you. “That’s...like your parents, right?”
For the first time, Maddy saw through the forced smile you tried to portray. Taking a sip of your drink to push away the sorrowful thoughts of your parents. But the rest of the night carried on in a comfortable silence. One that Maddy wished to fill, but wanted you to feel comfortable. She didn’t want to come off as needy for information. She did feel some sort of connection with you on a deeper level. No one would fully understand and something about that made her happy.
As far as she knew, besides Elliot, she was the only one to know the truest part of yourself. She felt special, in a sense. But she didn’t try and let that cloud the fact that you had trusted her enough with this information. You could’ve given it to anyone else, but you chose her. That had to say something, right?
After that night, school was different. Whenever Maddy was in the hall, talking to Kat and Lexi, or even Rue or Jules, you would practically steal her away to head to class. She didn’t tell her friends, but it was because she was failing some of her classes and you decided to tutor her. But in those moments alone or before class, you two got to know more about one another.
People asked her what was the deal between you two, but there was nothing. Maddy didn’t know why though. If she was being honest, she’d expected you to make a move on her. But she always taken by surprise when you cared more about who she was hooking up with. Telling her, “If any of them say or do something you don’t like, you come to me.”
She could always count on you to protect her when she needed it. “Get the fuck out of here, Maddy,” Nate barked. “I don’t have time for this.”
“If you’re going to be a dick to Lexi, then I’m going to be a dick to you,” Maddy replied before pointing to the books he smacked out Lexi’s hand. “Pick them up.”
The boy scoffed. “I don’t have time for this.” When he suddenly tossed her out of the way, hitting the lockers, the hallway went deathly silent.
Nate looked around confused until he found you behind him. Eyes heavy with a glare, fires glaring bright in you y/e/c eyes. After your first and only fight, Nate had to say you were on intimidating motherfucker. Standing around 2 inches taller than him and far more leaner then anyone else in school. He wouldn’t admit it, but some part of himself was scared of you.
“You’re going to pick up the books and apologize to Lexi and Maddy, Nate.” Your voice shook the walls already, but the growl you gave off sent shivers down everyone’s spine.
“Y/n, it’s all right,” Lexi tried to reassure, ready to bend down and grab the books, but you stopped her.
“Lexi, Maddy, Kat, go to the bathroom real quick, will you?” You looked at the three girls. “Come out in a minute or 2, okay? Nate will like to talk to you after.”
“C’mon, Y/n,” Kat reasoned. “It’s not worth it. Just let it go.”
You didn’t acknowledge her words and your silence made the three girls quietly move towards the bathroom. But the instant they inside, they heard the loud pounding of a body hitting the lockers. The muffled grunts and yells filling their senses as they glanced at one another uneasily.
“Oh, fuck!” You slammed your fist into Nate’s bloody face before tossing him into a locker. He could respond as you pressed your forearm to his throat.
“Someone get the girls!” A random kid ran towards the bathroom, and soon the three girls walked out. Their eyes widened at the sight of Nate’s bloody features. “Say it or I’ll fucking choke you to death.”
“I’m sorry,” Nate slurred before you let him fall to the ground.
“Now, pick up Lexi’s books.” He did as he was told before you shoved him away with a few people smirking in amusement. No one ever stood up to Nate, but you seemed to defy that every single time. 3 - 0.
You then turned to Lexi, placing a hand on her shoulder. She was surprised to see your entire demeanor switch to worry. “Are you alright?” You mused. “Did he hurt you?”
She shook her head and your eyes flickered to Maddy who held her shoulder. “I’ll take you to the nurses office.”
Maddy didn’t protest as she felt the warm butterflies swarm her stomach. Especially when you sat in the room, asking the nurse questions on how you could help alleviate the pain. Practically taking mental notes on everything you would need to help her.
And when you two were alone, you scanned the bruise carefully. Maddy watched you every single moment. Then when she least expected it, you laughed. She raised a brow, your laugh infectious and enabling her to smile as well. “What?”
“Did I ever tell you I grew up in, Florida?” She shook her head as you smiled softly, pulling away from her. “You remind me of it.”
That made her frown, laughing in slight confusion. “How?”
You shrugged. “Your skin is like a warm day on the beach,” you started. “Your words are tasteful like a dish from Lamoraga. Your playful attitude is like Municipal Beach.” Then you laughed softly, looking at her with a grin as her face was flushed. “Misses FL.”
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but what if you're the one for me?
when were you going to tell me you were seeing someone? i thought i was the first person you told about that stuff.
- Cassie Howard
but what if you're the one for me?
when were you going to tell me you were seeing someone? i thought i was the first person you told about that stuff.
Pronouns: He/Him/His
Gathering the multiple party-sized bags into your arms, you peered over the top of them as you followed Lexi out of the kitchen and into the living room where the girls had gathered around. From the flush on Cassie's cheek and the way Maddy and Kat giggled, Suze must've told a helluva story. Lexi carefully balanced the small cups of dippings with one arm and began setting them down on the coffee table alongside the scattered candy wrappers and beer cans.
"Finally," Maddy groaned, wiping her lips free of beer and reaching for one of the tortilla chip bags you held. She ripped it open and dug inside, pulling two chips free and eagerly dipping them into the guacamole. She did a blissful shimmy when she munched on the chips and happily went in for more chips.
"So, (Y/N)," Kat began with a wicked grin, her eyes watching you set the rest of the bags down on the table. You glanced at her questionably and settled down nicely beside Cassie, already feeling ganged up on from the way Maddy and BB turned to Kat expectantly. She took her time, sipping on her beer and taking a bite out of a chip before continuing. "I heard that you and Tammy Lewis were getting a little cozy at the movies last Sunday."
"What?!" Maddy nearly shrieked with a mouthful of chips, her head whipping around to look at you with wide eyes. "You dick! Why didn't you tell us?"
The guys at school who constantly badgered you with questions as to how you could've possibly managed to land a spot in a friend group consisting of the prettiest popular cheerleaders in school had no clue the type of torture you'd been under since 6th grade.
It'd all started one fateful afternoon during lunchtime when the snotty boy in front of you had made fun of Kat and tried to flee before Maddy could lay into him. It'd been instinctive how you stuck your leg out and sent him toppling to the floor. The humiliation of not only falling in front of half the school combined with getting a bloody nose had made the boy cry and you'd been given a couple days of suspension. When you returned afterward, you'd been formally invited to sit with the girls at lunch by none other than Madeleine Perez.
From then on, the girls kept you around and you were quickly dubbed the luckiest guy in school, even if you viewed all the girls as sisters and they treated you like a baby brother they liked dressing up and cooing over. But along with the territory of brother, came the gossip, drama, and the fact every single person you vaguely showed interest in had to be approved by the council.
"It's not serious, Mads, I swear. It's just.... dating. We're not together."
"Not yet." BB cooed, exhaling a breath of smoke and snickering when you groaned.
"Tammy Lewis," Maddy murmured and leaned back into the cushion of the couch with squinted eyes. "She's pretty, I guess."
"She's failing English," Kat added, "Like kindergarten reading comprehension type of failing."
"I think she's sweet." Lexi piped in, cradling a cola can in her hands and shrugging her shoulders.
"It's not serious," You groaned again. "I would've told you guys if it were, I swear! It was just one date and nothing happened."
Maddy squinted again. "Nothing? Not even a little kiss?"
"Maybe... maybe like one kiss-"
"And you didn't tell us?!" Maddy shrieked again and grabbed a pillow, tossing it over the coffee table and hitting you square in the chest. Unnaturally quiet Cassie laughed, albeit forced and slightly awkward, and retrieved the pillow before it could go tumbling to the floor. You glanced at the blonde, finally noting her lack of input but decided to leave it for later rather than put her on the spot.
The rest of the night had been the same as others, with a couple movies put on the TV until the girls ultimately passed out either on the floor or the couch. Suze ensured everyone had blankets and pillows as she called up the parents to alert them their kids would be staying over before she retreated upstairs to her bedroom with one last glass of wine in hand.
You'd been curled up on the end of the couch on the brink of dozing off until the feeling of someone slipping by startled you awake and you caught Cassie slipping into the kitchen. You yawned and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, tugging the blanket over your shoulders and shuffling after her into the kitchen.
"Oh, hey," She greeted quietly, taking a water bottle out of the fridge and drinking from it.
"You okay?" You questioned and leaned against one of the counters, trying to fight the exhaustion from clouding your brain. Cassie brushed some loose strands of hair back and took another sip of water, the look on her face conflicted. Cassie confided in you all the time, whether about guys or her mother, so her hesitation seemed odd.
"When were you going to tell me you were seeing someone?" She asked quietly, running her finger over the rim of the bottle. "I thought I was the first person you told about that stuff."
"You've got a lot on your plate already, Cass. I thought it'd be better to let you recover from... everything." Your eyes flickered down to her belly. She'd hardly been able to tell the girls about it when she found out, seeing as Maddy and Kat had gotten into it and angered each other that day. McKay had known, of course he had, but he hadn't been the one she called when the procedure had been over and done with.
"I... I'm fine, (Y/N). I'm past it. I'm past McKay. He didn't make me feel... special or loved or.. beautiful. I know that's how love is supposed to make you feel. It- It shouldn't make you feel like shit." Cassie said, setting the bottle aside and turning to face you. Her eyes softened and then began to glisten with tears. You frowned and moved the blanket from your shoulders, taking a step closer and wrapping it around her instead. "He wasn't the one for me... but what if you're the one for me?"
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