《~ Love is torture ~》~ Chapter 5|Pretty ~
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A/N Felt like posting a chapter on this so ye enjoy Started this chapter: 21st April 10:33pm(England time) 2022
What I was watching while writing this: heartstopper it just came out-
Btw all my fanfics are c! Or not intended to refer to their irl people I do not ship their real life people
———————Quackity pov————————
A few days later:
I put on my headphones as I strutted down the hallways. No one was around considering they were all at lunch. I decided to skip lunch 'cause I wasn't that hungry. I put on Hell of a ride by Bo Burnham and started dancing my way down the corridors. I turned a corner and saw a drop of a red substance on the floor. There were more droplets leading up to the bathroom. I followed them and saw a boy standing there. His uniform was slightly wet and his hair looked damp. That hair, it's like..Wilbur's. The boys head snapped up and looked at me in the mirror. Wilbur turned to himself in the mirror, chuckling and giggling. His shirt was pretty see through which caught me off guard but that wasn't what I should be thinking about now. Wilbur had blood dropping from his face and nose onto his white shirt. I walked up to him and made him turn to me. "Who did this?" I attempted to wipe his face but he stopped me.
"Alex I'm fine don't worry."
"You obviously aren't so you might as well tell me now." I looked up at him. He looked down at him and sighed.
"I got in a fight with Karl on the court a few minutes ago."
"WHAT?!" I gasped and held his face examining the bruises and cuts, "Karl did this?! IM GONNA KILL THAT MOTHER FUCKE-"I felt a hand wrap around my wrist.
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"Calm down, it's fine." He smiled softly at me. I sighed and smiled back.
"Okay let me at least clean you up, I have some plasters in my bag." He nodded as I gathered paper towels. He sat on the sinks so he was a height close to mine. I ran the paper towels under water. I wiped his cheeks, he gave me slightly flirtatious stares which I only smiled back at. I wiped his nose, lightly gripping his chin. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. He stared at me, examining every feature on my face. "Stop staring, it's distracting." I got the plasters out of my bag and put one on his nose where he had a cut. The plaster was pink and to be honest he looked pretty cute. I continued to put plasters on him as he kept pulling me nearer and nearer. After I was done, he held my chin lightly.
"You're so pretty Alex." He smiled at me. The way he spoke, the way he smiled. It was so smooth, so comforting. This boy is a drug that makes you feel pain at first but once it kicks in it's amazing. I didn't expect to like him this much but oh my god, I love him so much. I connected our lips, wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt his hand hover over my buttons, slowly undoing them. He ran his hands over my chest making me moan into the kiss. As his hands got lower the bell rang, signalling it was the end of the day. I quickly buttoned up my shirt and Wilbur grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the school. I waved at George and he waved back. He mouthed to me if I was okay and I nodded at him. I can't let him know Wilbur was my old stalker. We got into the car that was parked near the school. I got pulled into another make out session. Wilbur had his hands on my waist while mine were gripping his hair. Wilbur pulled away from me and smirked. He started the car and drove home. After about a few hours of driving, I was dragged into the house and straight upstairs. Hm, wonder what we're gonna do!
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——————a few minutes later——————
(NSFW has been deleted as it was boundary breaking)
My chest rose and fell as Wilbur flopped down next to me after cleaning the both of us up.
"You did good baby, well done." He cupped my cheek and smiled. He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer towards him. I closed my eyes as he gently played with my hair. I fell asleep instantly, lightly clutching Wilbur's shoulders.
————————Time skip————————
After the weekend...
I walked down the corridors. Why was everyone looking at me? I ignored it and continued walking to my locker. I saw George and dream waiting for me there they seemed to be worried about something. I walked up to them, "hey guys, what's up?" George looked at me then at his phone. I saw a picture on it. George pulled the phone towards me, it was a picture of me and Wilbur making out in his car. I gasped loudly causing many people to give me more weird stares. I noticed it was on one of the popular girls' Instagram with the caption: "Omg!! The new boy is kissing the fag!" I saw a comment saying: "Wasn't he kissing Karl at George's party? Wow he's a fag and a slut-" I felt tears fill my eyes. George pulled me into a hug.
"I'm so sorry this is happening to you Alex." He sighed, "you and that boy don't deserve to get exposed like this." I hugged him back and backed away when the bell rang. I couldn't be bothered to go to class. I decided to go into a bathroom at the other end of the building from where most classes were. I sat by the sinks and pulled out my note pad. I began to draw on my hand instead of the perfectly blank paper in front of me. I had 2 words on my mind. 'Slut' 'Fag'. I looked down at my hand. I wrote those words on my palm. That was my identity. A stupid little gay boy and a cheater. I continued writing those 2 names all over my hand. It almost got to above my wrist before my phone pinged. I saw it was a message from Wilbur.
Wilby:
Hey where u at?
I sighed and began typing with my ink covered hand.
Me:
The last bathroom block Y
I let my head hit the walls behind me. I heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and Wilbur walked in. "Hey." I said smiling at him. He sat in front of me and smiled back.
"Hi, so I guess you have seen the picture." I nodded. "Listen we shouldn't let them get to us. You're perfect no matter what and I'm lucky to ha-" He looked down at my hand, he held it up so I could see. "Who did this?" He examined the insults I wrote.
"Me." I slightly smiled at him. He dragged my hand over to the sink and ran it under water. He massaged it with soap making sure every mark was gone.
"Don't give in to them, you are perfect to me no matter what." He grinned at me, "I love you."
A/N
OKAY IM SO SORRY IDK HOW TO WRITE SMUT SO ITS PRETTY CRINGE BUT YEEEEEEE ENJOY
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