Summery: He is just another one of the people who you ignored in the hallways as they insulted you. That was until he started failing a class and he needed your help.
Request: (kinda did it don’t be mad if it isn’t exact)
Word Count: 2276
"Wow, here comes y/n. What’s it like not having friends?" Calum, captain of the football (soccer) team, yell over the hum of the hallway. I duck my head, trying to weave through so people don’t notice me. I’m used to all the popular people insulting me every time I pass, so I know how to avoid people looking at me.
I rush into my Algebra, immediately making my way to the back of the room. I place my belongs on the desk and pull out my diary. I usually write everything that happens to me throughout the day, which is actually kinda depressing. I would never let anyone read it though, I am a teenage girl and I have secrets I don’t want anyone to know.
I scribble on the paper, detailing everything that just happened in the hall way. That is not the worst thing I have experienced. My last hour is gym, which happens to be before the cheerleaders have their practice. Everyday they come up with new ways to make me feel like I’m less than them. Anything Calum says or even thinks doesn’t compare to their torture.
"What are you writing?" I slam my book close and look to see Calum, with a smirk plastered on his face.
"What do you want?" I whisper, avoiding looking at him. He has never came up to me in class. Wait, let me correct that, never has he ever came up to me.
"Okay, I’m going to be up front with you. I am failing algebra and I need help from the smartest person and school and that would be you." he states. I look up at him, seeing that his smirked is replaced with a hopeful look.
"So, basically, now that you need something from me, you think I am going to forget every wrong thing you have ever done to me. Sorry, I don’t think I can do this, Calum," I tell him, rolling my eyes and looking away again. I have never really acted like this towards anybody but I really don’t feel like helping some one who has never cared about my feelings before.
"Y/n, please, if I don’t have a good grade by the end of the week I’ll be kicked off the team," he begs. I avoid his eye contact and doodle on the piece of paper I have in front of me.
"I don’t think you remember, you and all your friends have made me feel like shit these past two years. Do you really think I want to give up my time to tutor you?" I snap.
"I understand you are upset, but I will do anything for you to tutor me. I will even buy you a new calculator or a dumb science magazine." he states. I look at him and shake my head.
"Fine, after school give me a ride to your house and I’ll tutor you. Afterwards we can go to the store and you can buy me a cd or something." I say. Calum’s lips form into his well known cocky smirk.
"Great, I’ll see you after school then," he states. The bell rings for everyone to get to there seats. Calum walks to the other side of the room, turning back to give me a wink. The girls in front of me began to start fights over who the wink was directed to. I roll my eyes and open my note book to work on the assignment.
*two hours later*
I walk up to my gym locker, putting in the combination and taking out my clothes. My gym has just ended and it was time to go meet up with Calum. I walk over to the changing room when my hair is pulled, dragging me in the direction I was being pulled.
"Aw, poor y/n," Isabelle, the co captain of the cheer squad, sarcastically says.
"We all know where you are going, y/n. You are going to hang out with Cal. Too bad he doesn’t like you," Rebecca, the captain snarls into my ear.
"I don’t even like him, why are you guys being extra bitchy today," I ask. I was honestly getting really tired of being pushed around and harassed.
"Oh, honey, we all know you have a thing for him. Who doesn’t?" Isabelle whispers, obviously avoiding being heard.
"You want nothing more than to feel his lips on yours and for everything to be great. The only problem with that wish is you aren’t good enough for him." Rebecca says, each word sounding like stabs.
"I don’t like-"
"You aren’t good enough," Isabelle repeats, kicking me in the back of the knee. I yelp out in pain and fall to the ground. They both take turns throwing insults at me and kicking me. I lay there, taking everything that is thrown at me, avoiding the urge to cry.
"Bitch," I hear their footsteps becoming distant. As much as I want to stand up and leave, I can’t. I just lay there, finally letting out my tears. I lay there crying on the ground.
I finally remember that I have to get up and leave or Calum will be extremely pissed at me. I push myself off the ground feeling like it is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. Out of everything that they have ever done to me, this is the worse. I’m used to the names and occasional hits, but I have never felt this weak and worthless.
I walk over to the mirror and wipe away my tears. I turn on the water, watching the cool water come from the faucet. I cup my hands under the water, then splash the cool water in my face.
After all of this, I have lost interest in changing, need to take my gym clothes home anyways.I walk out of the locker room, with my head held low, walking towards the exit of the school.
"Y/n!" I hear someone yell. I know it is most likely Calum, but I just keep on going and don’t turn back.
"Y/n, wait up," I hear him shout again. I roll my eyes and turn around, seeing exactly who I thought it was running over towards me.
"Jesus, y/n, what’s up with you?" he asks, looking all over my body. I look down, seeing bruises that are forming from what happened just a minute ago.
"Oh, I was just in gym class. I probably got all these from in there." I avoid looking into his eyes. It wasn’t a lie, I was just in gym class, but it wasn’t exactly the truth either. I don’t want him to know the truth, no one can know.
"Are you okay?" he asks, sincerely. I look up, the corner of his lips were curled down in a frown, his eyes are locked with mine. he is actually quite attractive when he isn’t being an inconsiderate ass.
"It’s just some bruises, I’ll live." I shrug, looking away, I know if I look any longer I will start liking him, and that is that last thing I want.
"Okay, we should probably get going now. I don’t want my mum home while we are still studying." he spoke, making my heart fall. "She would be so mad if she found out I needed a tutor." I look up, seeing him looking down at me with a small smile. Okay, so today might not be so bad after all.
*three hours later*
"You really did that?" I ask in between my laughing fit. Calum and I have gotten really side tracked off studying, we began to talk about family and things we love, which it was mostly him talking. I didn’t know. It fascinated me how his eyes lit up talking about his sister and mum.
"Yeah, I know, it was really embarrassing. I never would have thought a haunted house would literally make me pee my pants," he says shyly.
"Well, I haven’t really done many embarrassing things, and I bet you know why." I say without thinking. Calum stops laughing and turns to look at me with sorrow. I turn my body away, upset about how things were going so well, then I fucked it up. We just sat there, in silence, as tears rim my eyes,. I completely forgot after all this time that he was just another one of the people who didn’t care about how I felt, as long as they were cool.
"Y/n, I’m sorry," he said, "If I would’ve known you were this cool, I would have not done all the wrong things." I feel the bed shift, signalling he is off the bed. I squeeze my eyes shut to prevent the tears to stream down my face. I hear his bare feet taking steps onto the hardwood floor. I open my eyes as his warm hand touches my face, tilting my head so I can see his face.
"Listen, y/n, I have messed up greatly. Not getting to know you sooner is the dumbest thing I have ever done, and I told you a lot of things I have never told anybody, you are willing to listen and actually care." he takes his hand away, taking a seat next to me. "Most people who I talk to don’t even care, they just want to be popular and I am the key. I can never take back what I said in the past about you, but I can say I am sorry and that is all I can do,"
He reaches up to my face, his hand cupping my face. He leans in, pressing his lips softly onto mine. I feel my heart stop at the new sensation of his lips pressed against mine. I want to pull away, but his touch as me trapped under a spell. Finally, he pulls away, leaving his face only inches away from me.
"You are amazing, love, and don’t let any prick, including me, tell you otherwise." he says, chucking a bit.
"Why did you do that? I slightly push his chest so his face is away from me. "I’m sorry Calum, but after spending a couple of hours I’ve realized I liked you but It will never work. The minute we are in school, you will began making fun of me again and everything will be to normal." I say, getting off the bed, walking over to where my back laid on the floor.
"Y/n, I would never make fun of you, ever again, I promise." he grabs my wrist and turns me around so I am facing him.
"So you are willing to tell the whole school about this?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. He looks down, signalling his answer. "Exactly, now take me home. This was a mistake." I huff, walking over to the door of room, walking out.
"What about going to the store? I haven’t even paid you." He insists, I shake my head.
"I’ll walk home, and forget about what happened today," I say lowly before exiting the house.
*The Next Day*
I sat in the lunch room, not really eating much. I have been upset since I left Calum’s house. I haven’t seen him since then and it really hurts. I should’ve known that when we started talking about different bands, I should’ve stopped then and there and kept studying. I stand up, walking to a trash can to throw my tray away. I pass a homecoming poster, the tenth time I have passed one today. I roll my eyes and throw my entire lunch into the trash can.
Turning around, I come face to face with Calum. I feel a sting in my chest.
"Hi, y/n. I would like to ask you something." He whispers. I roll my eyes.
"What is it?" I cross my arms across my body. He gets onto the nearest table, mumbling his apologizes to the people at the table.
"Can I have everyone’s attention?" He yells, making all heads turn towards him, the hum of cafeteria. I look up at him.
"What the hell are you doing?" I whisper yell. He looks down at me, mouthing ‘you’ll see’.
"As you guys know, Homecoming is coming up, and as the captain of the football team, I have to have a date, or else I’ll have the other guys on the team make fun of me," He yells, sending yells from the football players.
"Well, I’m going to ask someone I have known for a long time, but never got to know until yesterday. He is a kind and caring person, even though I have never been nice to her. She has a heart as big as my ego." He pauses as laughter roars throughout the huge room.
As the laughter calms down he begins speaking again, “All of you know her and I don’t care what you will say about it, because she is one of the most perfect people in the world, but you will never know.” He turns to me, holding his hand out to me. I smile a big goofy smile, taking his hand in mine. He guides me up the table, gasps fill the room, making me feel extremely anxious.
"You don’t have to do this," I whisper to him, starring up at his smiling face.
"Babe, I want to," He presses his lips against mine, catching me off guard. My lips mold into his, electricity flowing through my veins. I could only hear the whistling and yelling throughout the whole cafeteria. Calum breaks the kiss and pulls his body away from mine.
"Will you go to homecoming with me? he asks, nervously. The cafeteria has never been as quiet as it was now. Everyone in the room had their eyes fixed on me, waiting for my response.
"I wouldn’t want to go with anybody else," I tell him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss.