#me? using wesley gifs against you? nah

[sweet-villain]

UnPretty~ J.Q

Anonymous asked:

Can I request a Joesph Quinn story? Where he and the reader are together and have been for awhile. Then he meets Grace on set and she starts crossing some boundaries. (Fully fictional she seems lovely!) The reader is getting irritated but Joe just thinks Grace is being nice. The reader kinda distances themselves and Jamie notices and asks Joe what's up. Jamie tells Joe the reader is right but Joe's like "nah platonic friends, really really good buddies". (Jamie's over here rolling his eyes at this dumbass.) Until Grace sees the strain on his and the readers relationship and sees this as her opportunity and tries to kiss Joe and tell him her feelings. Joe feels like a royal ass because the reader was right and he's pissed at both himself and Grace. Him for not listening to his partners (vaild) concerns and Grace for her blatant disrespect towards his relationship. Then he has to go grovel to the reader, who forgives him but wants him to take their concerns and insecurities more seriously in the future.

@ceriseheaven

You rolled your eyes as Joe explains to you a joke that Grace had told him on set. It was annoying at this point. You hadn't put much thought into it as they simply were friends. But the way he talked about her as irked something inside of you.

" I couldn't stop laughing. My stomach started to hurt" he explains motion with his hands as he hasn't even looked at you yet. You were glaring at the cup in front of you as you waiting for the water to boil. Your hands gripped the counter hearing her name slip out of his mouth like it was nothing. Doesn't he see what's going on?

You had met Joe through a friend, at the bar one night. His brown chocolate eyes met across the room as you sat down at the table. Your friend was saying something about her day but you could of just focused on him. His lips turned into a shy boyish smile as he lifted up his martini. Wesley was by his side, talking his ear off but Joseph eyes and attention has been on you.

" He's quite cute" your friend says stopping her talking as she takes notices you haven't heard a word what she went on about. Her eyes looked to where you were looking. Her hand wraps around your wrist as she tugs you to his table. Your eyes widen as you tried to stop her but it was no use as you were already at the table.

" My friend here thinks your very hot" she says to him. Your cheeks go red as you look down at the table. You wished that the floor had swallowed you at that very moment. Joseph smirked as he eyed your blushing cheeks.

" I think your friend is very hot too" he says, making sure you heard him. Your eyes met his one more time and you melted right there. The rest of the night, Joe flirted with you after giving you his name, danced with you and talked with you for the rest of the night. Wesley was too busy with your friend to even notice you and Joe got your own table.

Your smile and giggle was the very first thing that made Joe's heart melt. He completely was smitten by you.

" I wish you could of been there with me love to hear it" Joe says as he wraps his arms around you and rest his head on your shoulder as he glances down. He kisses your clothed shoulder, " You would like her, she's very nice" he adds.

At first you thought Grace and Joe were good friends but it's getting to the point where she is all he talks about when he comes back from set.

" I think you two would make good friends, love" he says as he unwraps his arms around you and get his own cup from the cupboard. You had no more desire to make yourself a cup of tea leaving Joe in the kitchen to make his own. His eyebrow frowned in confusion but shrugged it off thinking you had one of those days.

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You hummed as you brushed your hair in the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror when Joe walks into the bathroom and leans against the wall.

" You're looking so pretty today, love" he says. His eyes are warm with love as he looks at you.

" Thanks" you mutter to him. He was taken back at your response. Usually it was " Thank you handsome" or " thank you baby." He gets off from leaning against the wall and comes up behind you and takes the brush from your hands.

" Is everything okay, love?" He questions. He knows he hasn't been spending time with you as much because he's busy with either going on sets or something else comes up. He loves that your understanding with what he does and that you are always there to welcome him home.

" Yes" you nod, lying through your teeth as you briefly glance at him in the mirror. His tongue peeks out from his lips as he's focusing on brushing your hair. He loves doing this like this to bring a smile to your face.

Joe looks at you in the mirror and when he's done, he sets the brush down on the sink. He doesn't get to say anything else to let alone gets to bring you in his arms as you make your way out of the bathroom. His eyebrows frown together as he follows you.

The closet door is opened and he peeks in seeing that you were choosing what to wear for the day.

" I love it when you wear the color brown and blue, it brings out your eyes" he says. You rose your head staring at the item in front of you as you hear him. Who asked his opinion anyways?

When you take out a different color of choice of what to wear, Joe pouts thinking you hadn't heard what he says as you slip past him into the room.

" Did I do something?" he asks.

" No" you simply said. You couldn't even look at him right now knowing he was going to set soon. Probably to see Grace like usual. What did she have that you didn't?

Joe sits on the bed with his legs legs sprawled on, one hand is on top of his thigh as he watches you change.

" You're so beautiful" he says. " Thanks" you mutter to him without turning around and grabbing your shoes as you exited out of the bedroom. Joe huffed thinking you'd turn around and plop on his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. You weren't giving him the attention he wanted and he didn't know what was wrong.

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Joe had brought you on set where you greet everyone but Grace with hugs and smiles. Everyone loved seeing you on set, especially Jamie who races towards you with his arms out.

" Hello, darling" he greets you as he hugs you into his chest. Your cheek is smushed against his chest. He rest his head on top of yours. Jamie was one of your closest friends, having a stronger bond with Joe.

" How you've been?" he says while Joe walks off. You sigh as you step back a little and wrapped your arms around yourself. Jamie takes notices of the way you looked distant.

" What's the matter?" he asks, titling his head as he tries to look you in the eye. Jamie kneels a little to look you in the eye and he sees your eyes glistering with tears. " Who hurt you? Did someone say something?"

You didn't need to say anything as your eyes looked behind him to see Grace happily hug Joe, you can tell from Joe's side profile that he is happy to see her. Jamie turns around and looks to where your looking to see Grace a little to close for his own liking.

He looks back at you and sees the hurt on your face. He wraps his arms around you and kisses the crown of your head.

" Don't worry darling, I'll get to the bottom line of this" you sniffed as you silently thanked him with a grateful look on your face.

" Jamie!" he hears he was being called.

" Gotta go, darling. We will catch up soon" he gives your arm a squeeze as he runs to set.

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After a long day of shooting, after Jamie gets his Vecna make up and costume off, he decides he's going to find Joe and talk some sense into him. He doesn't like seeing you upset. You were like a little sister to him.

He finds Joseph stepping out of the trailer. He must of just gotten his wig off as he searches on top of his head.

" Joe" he calls out to grab Joe's attention. Joe's face lights up as he spots Jamie.

" I need to talk to you about something " Jamie says. Joe frowns thinking he had done something wrong and they stand a bit away from the trailers.

" What's been going on with you and Grace?" this causes Joe to be more confused as he doesn't understand what Jamie is getting at.

" What do you mean?" Joe asks.

Jamie rolls his eyes at how obvious his friend is.

" I'm talking about Grace flirting with you. She touches you every chance she can take and stands too close to you. Have you not noticed?"

Joe chuckles, " No you're wrong. She doesn't flirt with me. We're really good friends. Nothing is going on there. You know I love Y/N."

Jamie hums but shakes his head.

" I'd be careful" Jamie adds as he walks off and leaving Joe more confused than he was at the start of the conversation. Joe shrugs as he walks around the set to find you.

He sees your back and talking to Maya and as he get closer he hears Maya talking about her music to you. His arm wraps around you and pulls you close to him. Your body stiffs at his touch causing him to frown.

" I'm all done, love" he says. You nod letting him know you hurt him but continue to talk to Maya. Joe huffs and pouts as he nuzzles his nose into your neck, placing a kiss there. You squirm in his grasp and pull away.

Joe glances at the ground, feeling hurt that you don't return the affection he is giving you. It's been like that for a couple of days. His hart sinks as he walks off with his head hanging.

Grace who is standing nearby had watched as you brushed Joe away and smirks to herself. Finally, she thinks. She can have Joe to herself seeing that you no longer wanted him. At least that's how it looks like to her.

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" You know she likes you, right?" you tell him flipping through the magazine as Joe returns to his trailer after needing to talk to Grace about something. He stops in his tracks as he hears you.

His eyebrows are frowned together as he turns his head.

" What? You mean as friends, right?" you set the magazine down on the table and shake your head. " How do you not see it? She has a high school crush on you. She is trying to get close to you, batting her eyelashes at you, touching you and every time you look at her, she is red and her eyes are shining like your offering her the whole world to her"

" You're making this up" He says as he crosses his arms over his chest. You stared at him in disbelief, " How am I making this up when I clearly see it with my own eyes?"

He sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose.

" I don't have time to deal with this" he says as he brushes past you to the bathroom. Your heart sinks as he's not seeing the clearer picture. You shake your head as you exit out of the trailer, not wanting to be around him right now.

Later on set as Joe is standing as Eddie, Grace bounces to him dressed up as Chrissy as she beams at the sight of him.

" Hi Joe" she greets him. Joe gently smiles at her, " Hi Grace." She looks around, biting her bottom lip as a nervous glance over takes her. Joe's eyebrows knit together seeing the look on her face.

" Are you okay?"

She nods and steps closer to her. Joe thinks she wants to hug him but she leans up, tilts her head to the side as she presses her lips against his. It takes a second for Joe to realize what she's doing as he pulls away from her with anger in his eyes.

" Grace" he starts to say. She looks around in panic thinking someone saw them or her kissing Joe. " What the hell was that? You know I have a girlfriend?"

Grace tears up, " I thought you and her are fighting or something. I saw the way she was distancing herself from you."

Joe shakes his head, " We were friends Grace. I really don't think we should continue being friends. I love Y/N, she's my girlfriend and this" he motions between himself and Grace, " this isn't happening. I'm sorry if you thought there was something. But I've been such a fool to notice this. I need to find Y/N" he says realizing he should of listened to you.

He is angry at himself and at Grace.

" But Joe, I love you" she says. Joe looks at her with wide eyes, " Grace" he says through gritted teeth, " I'm in a relationship with Y/N. We have our bumps but she's the girl I'm in love with. I chose her, I will keep choosing her. She's my person. Not you."

Grace bottom lip quivers as she turns away and runs. Joe runs a hand down his face and runs to set. He was going to find you later.

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" I don't know, maybe he isn't to her too" you says as you sit next to Jamie on the steps of his trailer.

" I'm sure it's not like that darling, he would never do that to you" he says.

" Can I talk to my girlfriend, Jamie?" Joe says as he stops in front of you and Jamie. Jamie lays a hand on your shoulder as he leaves you with Joe. He gives one look at Joe letting him know he's watching him. Joe takes Jamie's spot next to you.

" You were right" you turn your head to meet his gaze. He is staring ahead before he looks down at his hands. " Grace told me she loved me" your body stiff as your nose scrunches up in anger. Joe takes notices of your body language and puts his hand on top of yours.

" She kissed me too" at those words, you shot up out from where you were sitting but a hand brings you back in front of him as he stands up and wraps his arms around your waist.

" But I'm sorry, I should of listened to you and how you felt about her.I didn't think about your feelings and how it would affect our relationship. I'm angry at myself for letting her think I lead her on and I'm sorry it caused our relationship another bump. I hate it." He presses his lips against your forehead.

" She disrespected our relationship. She doesn't mean anything to me, I've told her that I didn't want her to be part of my life anymore. She caused problems between us and I rather us be okay. I love you, Y/N. You're my person" he leans his forehead on yours.

Your hands play with the collar of his shirt, feeling the chains underneath there.

" You're lucky you're handsome and I forgive you, Joe. But we both need to work on our insecurities and concerns in the future. I love you too, so much. I don't want us to become distant and never talk about things. Relationships are based on communication and I rather us talk about it. Okay?"

He nods, " Okay, I'll do anything to keep you in my life. I want us, forever" he says as he brings one of your hands up to his lips and kisses on top of it.

[twoidiotwriters1]

Starcrossed Losers V (Josh Wheeler xReader)

A/N: We get some interaction between Y/N and Angelica/Wesley. I hope that’s enough for you guys lmao

Words: 2,271

Warnings: This is basically a tutorial on how to not fix a severed finger. Blood and swearing. 

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“Hey Wheeler, stay with me,” I slap his face lightly to keep him alert, “c’mon dude, Angelica's coming.”

Alex was sort of right about me. I take care of my people. Not that Josh is exactly my people, but he’s the closest thing I’ve had to that in a long time. I��m aware it’s only been a day, but still, I don’t want him to die. He worked so hard to find Sam I think it’d be shitty if he doesn’t get to reunite. I’ll stay and help, so my departure has been delayed.

“I’m an idiot,” He mumbles half-conscious, “I’m an idiot with no index finger on his left hand”

And I try, I try so hard to avoid laughing cause this isn’t a fun situation. Josh is losing a lot of blood. I can see the bone and muscles of his finger. I try and I fail cause it’s so ridiculous. He got bitten and instead of asking he jumped straight into the “guess I’ll cut it” part. Now he has no finger, and he is an idiot, but I have to act like he’s not so he doesn’t feel worse.

“It’s ok, everybody makes mistakes from time to time,” I reassure him, “we’ll figure it out, we have to cauterize the cut and maybe we’ll have to sew it. We can fix it. Now be good and keep your hand high while I cut a piece of this.”

He obeys and I rip the lower part of my shirt. I wash it hurriedly on the sink to get rid of most of the dust and when I’m done I kneel in front of him again and press the tip of his finger tightly. He screams and I shush him.

“Don’t move your hand! I’ll take care of this, just don’t move.”

“I’m back!” Angelica’s carrying duct tape and bandages on her arms, she drops them in front of me, “we should get to work.”

“You must have a lighter on that backpack,” I tell her, “get it along with Josh’s sword. We have to warm it hot enough to help us stop the bleeding.”

“You sure you know how to do this?” She asks skeptically.

“Do I look like a fucking doctor? No, I don’t but we have to do something,” I push her lightly towards the exit, “Get your backpack!”

“Okay! I’m on it!” She huffs, running back out.

“Weren’t you about to leave?” His eyes are tightly shut and his voice comes out harsh from clenching his teeth, I shush him again.

“I can’t leave you like this, can I? That’d be shitty of me, considering you help me get supplies and all”

“I just brought you to the mall, you got all that on your own”

“Still, if it wasn’t for you we’d still believe this is Baron’s territory,” Angelica comes back and kneels beside me, she grabs the sword and puts the end above the flame of her lighter.

“You don’t have any kind of anesthesia on that magical bag of yours, do you?”

“Sorry, no,” The girl replies without looking away from her job, “and the pharmacy is on Eli’s side, those things are the only stuff I could find.”

“Eli’s side?” I ask, “He locked us up again?”

“No. Wesley locked Eli,” She answers, “I need something stronger than my lighter, this won’t cut it.”

“Didn’t you have a blowtorch or something?”

“Sorta,” She stands up again, “I’ll be back!”

“Well, we have to wait like, ten minutes for the bleeding to decrease anyway.”

“How do you know this stuff?” Josh asks, a bit reluctant. 

Because I read it on a fanfic once.

“You know... you don’t get bored during the holidays and google weird shit?”

“I-I don’t know, I guess?” He shrugs, then goes back to whining.

“Hey, crying won’t make it stop, tiger,” I tell him, “and it makes me nervous”

“I just fucking cut my finger, Y/N! I know crying doesn’t help but sure as fuck relieves the tension!” He snaps.

“Swearing is better, I can swear with you,” I offer, then look back at the blood dripping from the fabric, “Shit, I really fucking hate that you did this, are you out of your mind?”

“I just said I’m fucking stupid!”

“Are you swearing cause I told you to, or cause it’s actually helping?” I giggle, I do that a lot when I’m nervous.

“I think a bit of both?” He takes a deep breath, then screams at the top of his lungs, “FUCK!”

I laugh harder this time. This is surreal as fuck, here I am, holding Josh Wheeler’s severed hand, listening to his swearing concert while Angelica runs back to the bathroom with her blowtorch and points it to the sword, setting it off immediately. After the longest ten minutes of my life, Angelica let us know the sword is ready, or at least, she thinks it is. And she’s supposed to be the smart one so I trust her.

“Bite this, lover boy,” I pull the belt from the cutting board and give it to him, “cause this is gonna hurt worse than anything you’ve ever experienced in your life.”

Josh looks at me in panic and puts his belt between his teeth, firmly closing his mouth (and eyes) so it’s my turn now.

“Don’t fuck up what’s left of his finger,” Angelica warns me.

“Noted,” I say, taking the sword with shaky hands, “okay Josh, one...”

And I put the seething metal against his injury. I always heard is better if you do it without notice. There’s no way someone can prepare for the pain, to make a countdown for it is torture. 

Josh screams but his voice is muffled by the belt on his mouth. I wait six, seven, eight seconds to retreat it and I see that his flesh is burnt and ruined, but is not bleeding anymore. He faints right after that.

“At least he waited till the end,” I sigh, when I look back I realize Wesley is also there and is looking at me with terror in his eyes, “oh, hi. Can you give us a hand?”

“What the..?”

“Stupid Josh cut his finger cause a Ghoulie bit him and thought he’d get infected.”

“Is he, like, still alive?”

“Yup, he just needs to sleep for a while, I’m sure he’ll be fine.”

“We should put the bandage now while he’s asleep and can’t complain as much,” Angelica mentions, giving me the stuff.

“Right,” I nod, “uh, Wes, you think you can bring me a bowl and put water in it so I can wash his hand?”

“What?” He looks at me like he just woke up and then blinks rapidly, “oh, yeah. Sure, be back.”

“Good job,” Angelica examines Josh’s hand with interest, “is this the first time you do it?”

“Thankfully, yes. I’m not sure he’ll be fine or if I actually helped, maybe I just fucked it up even more...”

“Nah, he’s a lucky guy, I’m sure he’ll make it out.”

“Hope so.”

“I heard him say you were leaving,” Her voice is softer now, and I know she’s doing it on purpose, “are you leaving us even if Josh’s hand isn’t fully recovered?”

“No,” I grumble, “I’ll stay until I’m sure he’s better. It’s the least I can do.”

“Perfect!” She stands up happily, “so like, a month or so, right? That’s enough time.”

“A month?! Enough time for what-” I look over at her in confusion but she’s already turned her back to me and is walking out of the restroom, “Angelica, that’s enough time for what?!”

Wesley gets back and has a bowl and several small towels on his hands.

“I thought you might need these too...” He signals to the towels on his left hand, then he steps closer and puts the bowl under the sink, “so Y/N... I guess you must hate me too.”

“I don’t, Wesley,” I’m not looking at him since I’m trying to put Josh in a more comfortable and easy position to clean his hand, but I can hear the nervousness on Wesley’s voice, so I figure it’s a good moment to set the record straight, “Do I think you were an idiot back in Highschool? Totally. I hated how you washed your hands from your friends’ shitty actions; all that is over now, though. We’re not in Highschool anymore and holding grudges over something that happened back then would be stupid.”

“You’re the first one to say that to me,” He lets out a nervous laugh, I hear his steps getting closer and his hand appears at my eye level with the bowl and a towel, I take them silently and start to clean Josh’s hand.

“Well, I’m not the one you bothered the most at school, if things were different, maybe I’d still be hating you. I still hate Hoyles, for example. And Turbo is no better. At least you do your weird samurai shit without annoying others.”

“I guess...” He sits beside me, waiting for me to finish my work, “I don’t really remember you from Highschool if I’m honest.”

“But you knew my name,” I give him a quick look, “when I got here with Josh, you said my name.”

“Yeah, cause I knew you from my time with the jocks and Turbo. You were always around School, doing this and that, whatever it was that Mona Lisa asked you to do. And you never spoke much with others. I saw you walk away from some of the Football players that tried to flirt”

“I wasn’t very fond of any of them. I was there for survival only. Then I decided I would be fine on my own and left,” Josh mumbles something and I stop what I’m doing, however, he’s still asleep and I start to put the bandage around his hand, “the real question here is, why did you go? You were Turbo’s right-hand man, you had everything”

“I didn’t have my freedom,” He answers, “Turbo can be... possessive, with his closest friends.”

“That sucks,” I finish the bandage and look over for the tape.

“Here,” He grabs it from behind me and I take it with a soft ‘thanks’, “so what’s your story, then? You had no friends on Highschool or something?”

“What’d you mean?”

“Why are you on your own?”

“Oh. Well, I did have friends,” I’m careful to wrap the tape only around the bandage and not the skin, so it doesn’t hurt him when he has to pull it off, “I had plenty, but you know how it is when a group of friends is not united by some common liking or hobby. When they’re just your friends cause you like them and that’s all. They felt like our group was lacking some kind of essence. So they went to the tribes that felt right for them.”

“And you?”

“There’s no tribe that specializes in doing random teenager stuff,” I chuckle, “I liked art stuff. And I wasn’t a fan of the Kardashians or did sports, or farming, or knew about tech and games... the Cheeramazons asked too much... I had this friend, Alex. He and I were a team. Until he also left.”

“That sucks,” Wesley nods, “but hey, you’re welcome to stay with us as long as you want. Me and Angelica, cause Josh will flee as soon as he feels better.”

“And I will do too,” I reply, finishing my work and cleaning my hands with the towel, “thanks for the offer, Wes, but I don’t feel like joining any group. I just don’t feel that works for me anymore, you know?”

“Hey, I’m no one to tell you how to live your life,” He shrugs, “you’re free to do as you please.”

“Sure,” I smile at him, “you’re kinder than what I had originally thought.”

“Thanks,” He nods, “you’re cooler than I thought. Now let me help you with this obsolete boy”

We get up and together grab Josh by the arms and put each one around our necks to take him somewhere where he can lay and rest. Angelica sees us and tells us that there’s a bed inside the store on our right, so that’s where we take him.

“Now what?” Wesley asks me. 

I have no clue about what the fuck am I doing, and I’m not their leader, Josh kind of was. Isn’t it Wesley the one who should be telling me what to do now that Josh is out?

“I should be asking you that,” I frown, “Aren’t you like the second in command?”

“Fuck no, I’m not doing that again so soon,” He raises his hands, stepping back, “you’re the one who did all the curing, you know better”

“I know shit,” I reply, “I did what I think it could work to save him but if that doesn’t work someone has to take care of this cause Triumph might come back, or Turbo might still be looking for all of you and Angelica is your responsibility now.”

“Hey, I don’t need a fucking babysitter, Doctor House,” Angelica replies from her place next to Crumble who somehow got a hold of Josh’s finger and is practically drooling, “so don’t try to use me.”

“Fine,” I walk out of the store.

“Hey, where are you going?”

“I’m going to get Josh’s stuff from the bathroom and bring them here. Then I’m going to get my backpack and hammer and also bring them here. Let’s wait until Josh wakes up if he wakes up.”

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Starcrossed Losers IV (Josh Wheeler xReader)

A/N: Y/N has trust issues and terrible luck.

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Words: 2,199

Warnings: Blood, a lot of running, cursing, a lot of gross ig??

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Josh steps inside the store and prepares to put his hand in danger, not without whining and groaning, of course, I can’t blame him, putting your hand down someone’s throat must be disgusting. 

The closest thing I’ve seen to this is that time Alex and I were over at Nathan’s and Alex had to pull a plastic cap out of Nathan’s dog’s mouth. The way his hand smelled that day... ugh, totally would not recommend. We had to rush over to the vet to make sure Patty hadn’t swallowed any more plastic items, it’s like a block away from the mall, so we decided to let Nathan take his dog back home and we stayed here.

-Time for another beautiful flashback, sponsored by the terrible image of Josh searching on a ghoulie’s stomach with his bare hand-

“Don’t ever let me put my hand down a dog’s throat ever again.”

“How often do you think it could happen?”

“Dogs are silly, Y/N, I don’t know,” He shrugs, examining his hand with repulsion.

“If you ask me, I think that was pretty heroic,” I offer.

“Shut up,” He whines.

“For real!”

“You’re only saying that so I don’t feel as gross...”

“I say it cause I think it was a brave move. Patty’s a pitbull, she could’ve eaten your arm,” I giggle.

“Nah, she’s an angel” 

Alex is the angel, but I won’t admit that to his face.

“Will you ever take a compliment without shrugging it off?” I roll my eyes, “I’m trying to say that I admire you, bitch.” Alex laughs at my outburst.

“I only do it so you keep complimenting me, isn’t it working?” He winks at me, and I feel the urgent need to push him towards the passing cars. Or hold his hand. Whatever.

“Sure. Tell you what, let’s go to the mall, I’ll get you icecream and you can look for a bathroom and wash your hand.”

“Yes, please,” He sighs and takes my hand to practically drag me on the direction of the mall. Alright then, I don’t mind at all.

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Josh got the keys. His hand is covered in something gross and I can’t hide the smirk that’s growing on my face.

“The things we do for love, am I right?” I grin.

“Don’t start, Y/N,” He complains.

“No I mean, fucking respect. Not everyone would do that for their crush.” He shakes his head at my statement, not flattered at all.

“I just wanna find Sam.”

“And I want to get out of here, so let’s go!” I start walking, a new burst of energy going through my veins now that we have the keys.

“I’ll see you around,” He tells Angelica, and I happily wave goodbye while passing.

“Guys!” She says, following us.

“So what’s your plan, then?” Josh looks at me, “You’re leaving too? What about your skates?”

“There’s a store close to my old neighborhood, I’ll get a new pair from there.”

“You can’t wait to leave, huh?”

“Same as you,” I frown, “I’m sure anywhere’s better than with a bunch of weirdos.”

“Hey! Just because you’re not as cool doesn’t mean I’m weird” He replies playfully.

“I don’t think so, mister,” I hold to my backpack tighter, getting ready to go out, “I just need to leave this place, this mall has brought me nothing but trouble...”

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And I wasn’t talking about Triumph or the Jocks only, I was also thinking about that day with Alex:

“How’s that hand?”

“Still smelling like crap.”

“Too bad. Here, take it. My treat,” I give him the icecream cone I bought moments ago, hoping it’ll make him feel better.

“Jee, thanks, Vinchi.”

I smile at the stupid nickname; it was the invention of a ten-year-old Alex that saw my drawing of a butterfly and thought  I was the next big paintor, “like that guy, ’vinchi”. He meant to say Da Vinci, but the other name was funnier so it’s the one that stuck. You know how you’re supposed to hate silly nicknames? Well, even that was impossible when it came from Alex. I liked him too much. 

I liked everything about him, or slightly related to him. Yet, I managed to keep my distance. Why? Cause you don’t get attached to things you cannot have. Alex was dating our friend Stuart. 

Unrequited love is not something I personally enjoy, so is better to stay away from it. And just like unrequited love, if a bunch of rowdy misfits is running in your direction, you run faster and hide.

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Angelica has been insisting on staying and forming our own tribe. Fucking crazy, right? You’d have to be out of your mind to try to form a tribe with these people. There’s no way I’m trying that.

“Angelica, maybe next time okay?” I look at her over my shoulder, “seriously you don’t want us on your tribe, we’re very dumb and slow.”

“You know that’s a lie.”

“Still, it’s better this way, you don’t need us.”

“Bye-bye Angelica,” Says Josh while opening the exit door.

You know when things are bound to end in tragedy? You get this feeling that it’s going to be one shit after the other, and you’re right, cause that’s all that’s been happening so why would it change, right? Yeah, well I was so excited about leaving that I forgot this was the case.

The same ghoulie that had run off with Josh’s sword on her back was outside the door, she jumps on him and throws him to the floor, Angelica and I jump back in surprise.

“Get off me now! Shit!” 

“Don’t die!” Angelica runs back to get her molotov bombs (because according to her, fire is the only answer) and I’m left with no weapons to defend us.

“Okay! it’s two against one I can do this!” I try to reach the sword but the ghoulie keeps moving and I don’t wanna hurt Josh by accident, “Hold on, I’m trying to get the sword!”

“Try harder!”

“Shut up, I’m saving your life!” I kick the ghoulie’s hip and she doesn’t budge. Josh seems to be having a hard time and I can’t do much without putting myself in danger as well, the sword is halfway out and is dangerously close to his chest. If I make the wrong move, I’ll kill him.

“Fuck! I need a real weapon, hold on!”

I run like hell until I get to the hardware store and my eyes land on the only thing that I feel capable enough to handle. A sledgehammer. Because judging by my record, I’m pretty good at smashing things. I grab it and run back to where Josh is, lifting the tool at shoulder level.

“Here’s Johnny!” 

I swing it hard and hit the ghoulie’s head with full force, she tries to stand up but Eli appears on the other side of the hall exactly where she landed and pulls the sword from her chest only to put it back, this time in her head. She falls like a puppet on the floor.

“Eli?” Josh seems disoriented, I help him stand up.

“You better be worth it,” He replies, handing him the sword and looking at my hammer with a nod of approval.

We run again until we reach the elevator, we find Wesley there, keeping the door closed.

“I can’t hold it!” He screams.

“Let him in!”

Wesley steps back and the door opens harshly, Triumph stepping in like a nightmare. The guys attack but Triumph easily beats them, I swing my hammer but he traps it mid-air and pulls me towards him. I kick his crotch and he barely groans. It’s not enough.

“Hoyles! Man! This does not need to end up in violence!”

Triumph stops and lets go of me, throwing me into the floor. Eli and Josh both pull me far from him, I grab my hammer tightly.

“Wes!” Josh warns him. Triumph is getting close to the boy and I know that he won’t be able to pull it off alone either, Samurai or not, he’s still a kid.

“AHHHHHHHH!” Crumble jumps from the roof of the elevator and attacks Baron Triumph with her bare hands. He easily pushes her away. Crumble stands up slowly, we’re all expectant, not knowing what the hell to do.

And then Crumble raises her hands and starts speaking in what I’m most certain is nonsense in Spanish, but it does the trick: Triumph backs off until he reaches the elevator and closes the gate. Wesley closes the second gate and supports his back against it.

“What the fuck was that?” Asks Josh.

“I wanted to help you,” whispers Crumble.

“How did you get out of the store?”

“I can turn myself into mist,” She explains excitedly, “and then I float through the cracks. Watch!” Then she proceeds to run straight into the elevator’s door and knocks her lights off.

“Outstanding,” I look over to Angelica, “bet you’re really proud of your Ghoulie witch now.” Angelica just smiles back at me.

So... that happened. Thank god it’s over, now I can finally go. But first, I think I’ll take Josh’s word and go shopping one last time.

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“Thanks again for the icecream.”

“Anytime, Al,” I smile.

“You ‘going home now?”

“I guess, it doesn’t look like anything interesting is about to happen so...”

“Hey, about what you said...” He scratches the back of his neck, “you really think it was heroic?”

“Patty could’ve died. Of course I do,” I answer with full honesty.

“Thanks... I think you’re very heroic too.”

“What?” I laugh, “Dude, I’ve never done anything out of the ordinary.”

“You call out the jocks on their bullshit even if they annoy you afterwards. When Lily got high and was having a bad trip, it was you who took her to the shower and made her threw it up out of her system,” He puts a hand on my shoulder, applying light pressure to it, “You may not be saving the world, but you take care of your people. That’s cool.”

And maybe it’s the sugar rush, maybe it was the way his words sting on my heart or the way the artificial lights inside the mall made his eyes look so shiny. But my feelings for him went through the roof. Exactly like my common sense.

Whatever it was, all I know is that suddenly we were too close, and suddenly we were kissing outside the icecream shop. It lasted only five seconds though, cause then he tried to cup my face with both hands and the smell of dog’s saliva made me step back in disgust.

“Oh my god, what is that dog eating?”

“I’m sorry!” Alex covers his mouth with both hands and regrets it immediately after, grossed out by the smell, “fuck, I need to put on sanitizer.”

“I have to go,” I mumbled in a hurry, walking towards the exit.

“Wait, Y/N!”

“See you on monday, Alex,” I walk faster, almost crashing against a random boy wearing the ugliest reddish pants on earth, seemingly also running for his life.

Don’t. Just don’t. Whatever you have to say, trust me, I already heard it in my head every night for the past six months. I know it was a shitty thing to do, kiss someone else’s boyfriend. My best friend. Who had been dating my other friend for the past four months.

It doesn’t matter that he kept going. It was wrong. “Y/N, you bitch ass liar, you told us none of you ever made a move!”. Joke’s on you, a kiss is not a move if it doesn’t affect on anything after it happens. A kiss is just a kiss. Mine was a huge mistake for sure, but not a love declaration.

Alex and Stuart kept dating and we never mentioned our incident. Not even after he broke up with Stuart two months before the nuke. Not even when he went with me to look for my sister Katie.

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So how’s that for a move huh? That’s the reason why I’m leaving. Cause it doesn’t matter if you’ve known them for a day, a semester or ten years. I thought that the people I hung with during Highschool would be my tribe during the apocalypse. That we were inseparable. Turns out we weren’t.

Love is weak compared to personal interests and I refuse to be the only idiot that gets attached. No one is worth that much pain. I’m leaving. Best of wishes to Josh and gang of weirdos but I’m out. I’m backing up. Stepping back. I’m-

“Y/N, come here quick! Stupid Josh cut his finger and now I need to get bandages and duct tape! Make sure he doesn’t faint!”

I’m coming into a halt and drop my backpack and weapon to the floor as I’m rushing over to the restrooms.

“He did WHAT?”

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