Counts For Something (Thomas x Reader)
I actually really like this, so I hope you guys do too! I think a sequel is necessary for this one, so hopefully I’ll write that soon. Enjoy :)
Warnings: swearing & drinking
Words: 2,789 (damn)
Thomas knew that debate class would be the same as last year. The only person who could even come close to outsmarting him was Alexander, so this class would be easy for him. He went about his day, waiting for the clock to strike 12 so class could begin. This class would be an easy one for his junior year of college, something that would get him credit without having to do much work.
That was, until he actually walked into class.
There, at the front of the room, there was a girl, already arguing with someone. Their voices were raised, although he couldn’t tell what they were arguing about.
“You. In the purple,” you yelled, glaring at him. He pointed at himself, unsure of who you were talking to.
“Well I don’t see anyone else in purple, so yes you,” you continued shooting him daggers.
“Is it really necessary to stare at someone for that long? I understand that girls normally don’t take this class, and I also understand that you’re the reason for that,” you accused.
“Hun, why don’t you do us all a favor and go back to your home-ec class and learn how to cook, you’re embarrassing yourself,” Thomas shot back. Your hands were in fists at your sides, redness blossoming across your cheeks.