Crush Oneshots | Crush x Reader

[𝟵𝟰] 🧸 Tʜᴇ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ Gɪʀʟ

Y/N - your name
C/N - crush's name
B/N - best friend's name

Song: "Happy Together" - Gerard Way & Ray Toro

started watching a new anime called inuyashiki and it's rlly good :)

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It was larger than expected. My new house, that is. I was seeing it for the first time, and I was a little surprised we managed to afford such a big place. Still, its size didn't change the fact I was upset about having to move. All my friends were back home, but they had probably already forgotten about me, I am not exactly memorable.

My bedroom was a small converted attic, meaning I technically had an entire floor to myself, which was kind of cool. The only window was a large skylight which was positioned perfectly to properly light up the room during the day, meaning the soft glimmer of sunlight shone on to me while I began unpacking my boxes.

The day after was my first day at my new school, and it was all I could think about.

*First Day*

I was dressed by 8am, with my bag full of the required stationery as well as my lunch. My bus stop was just down the road, and the bus was due at 8:10am, so I left without eating breakfast. Eating in the morning makes me nauseous, anyway.

I sat by myself on the bus, but I enjoyed it because it meant I could listen to my music in peace. Isolation is seriously underrated.

Once at school, I nervously made my way to reception, weaving in between all the other students who were greeting their friends. The receptionist gave me a map, timetable, and directions after I told them I was new and gave them my name. I thanked them, before making my way to my first lesson of the day: maths. The teacher sat me by a girl who from what I could tell was relatively popular. She still turned to me with a kind smile, giving me hope that popularity hadn't gotten to her head.

"Hello, I'm B/N. What's your name?"

"Y/N."

"Nice to meet you, Y/N," she grinned, her eyes crinkling at the corners, "You can stick around with me if you want."

*Two Weeks Later*

B/N had become my best friend very quickly, and I soon learned that she was what you call the 'queen bee' of the school. She was actually very nice and genuine, though; I appreciated her company, but I did feel a little out of place because I was just the quiet girl at her side. I didn't feel like I fitted in hanging around with the other popular students, even though they were all pretty cool people. Maybe that's the problem: they were cool and I just... wasn't.

They didn't really speak to me anyways, I was often just there, eating food or listening to music in silence. That didn't stop me from paying attention to them, however. I listened to each of them even if no one else in the group would, and that's about the only time they ever acknowledged me. I didn't want anyone to feel left out like I did.

On the occasions I had dared to speak, aside from B/N, the only other person who had even shown any signs of listening was C/N. He was very attractive, and had such a pretty smile. It made my heart flutter whenever he looked at me.

If only I were prettier, maybe then he would like me as more than a friend.

*Another Two Weeks Later*

I guess I have been here a month now. I still don't really fit in with the popular crowd, but more and more people recognise me around the school. C/N speaks to me sometimes, but our conversations never last long as I always get incredibly flustered and have to make an excuse to leave. I hope I'm not hurting his feelings.

Being the quiet girl does have its advantages, however, as people gossip around me without any concern for what's going on. Not only that, but when I move around I am hardly noticeable, meaning I constantly stumble on conversations that are interesting to hear. I didn't ever think I would stumble across a conversation of which I was the subject of, however.

"She doesn't like me, mate," the familiar voice of C/N said, "She always runs off whenever I talk to her."

So far it was a pretty neutral conversation, and I was sad to hear he had a crush on someone who probably wasn't me. That was, until I heard his friend, another member of the popular crowd, say, "Y/N's probably just shy, and gets flustered when you talk to her. Have you seen how red she gets when you're around?"

"I don't know... I just don't think she likes me back." By that point, C/N's friend had noticed me and was staring with wide eyes while I stared back at him.

"...He likes me?" I mouthed.

His friend nodded, nudging C/N's shoulder and pointing in my direction. I saw C/N's adam's apple shift in a gulp when he caught sight of me staring at him agape. "Did you hear that?" he asked awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

I nodded, and out of lack of things to say, we remained in silence for a few seconds.

"Right... I'm gonna leave this between you two..." the friend said, turning around and leaving us alone.

"Well... I guess it's out now..." C/N said, smiling a little.

My quiet self didn't respond verbally, as I had never been good with words. Instead, to try and communicate that I reciprocated the feelings, I shot forward and wrapped my arms around his torso, snuggling my face into his chest. His response was delayed, but he soon wrapped his arms around me and returned the embrace.

"Is this your way of telling me you like me back?"

I nodded again, stepping back a little and peering shyly up into his eyes.

He chuckled, pinching my cheek, "I guess this silence is what I get for falling for the quiet girl."

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no fun fact today bc i can't think properly

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