AARON SAMUELS X PUNK!FEM!READER
Aaron always wondered what it would be like to get away from Regina's grasp. Even though they broke up last summer, he still couldn't get her out of his life. If he tried to talk to a girl- they weren't allowed to see him anymore. But, he actually ended up admiring someone- you.
You were more punk, how we say- artsy, loud, unapologetic, political, all of that. Hanging out with the "art freaks" Regina despises because of your friend, Janet.
You played in a punk rock band, you were living the life- atleast to you. Doesn't matter if you weren't popular, you were doing what YOU wanted, and that was sick as fuck.
Someone else actually acknowledged that. This guy from your calculus class- Aaron Samuels. Regina's man candy, the hottest guy in school, or atleast to everyone else's standards.
You noticed he's been acting, kinda weird. He'd glance at you in the hallways, always ask you for help almost every class he had with you, and- he started waving to you after-school? One day, after your drama class ended, you were chillin on the bleachers, looking over your lines when a handsome football player came up to you,
"Hey," you said softly, not really paying attention, "Hey yourself," he said with a chuckle, slightly smirking? What the hell did he want?
"You saw me doing good out there?" He asked, "not really,"
He seemed a bit disappointed with that answer, not gonna lie. Like he was hoping I'd say yes, "I've been reading my lines for drama," I told him
"Oh, drama? What play are you doing?" He asked, he actually seemed interested? The hell did he want? He never talked to me unless he needed something done with school work.
"Romeo and Juliet," I replied, "oh, you're juliet right?" He asked, "uhm, no- Mercutio," I said, he seemed to get a little- embarrassed? I'm not sure "my bad, I just assumed because youre so-" *"I'm so what?"* I asked, my tone sharper, my patience was withering by the second, and I think he noticed. "..Because you're so pretty." He told me, a bit more bummed out, oh shit. "What?" I asked, "you think I'm pretty? I thought you were into shiny, hard plastic"
"I kinda started to forget people associated me with Regina still," he said with a dull chuckle.
"I've been- expanding my horizons, recently. I wanted to know if you wanted to go out sometime?" He asked, his hair falling over his face slightly, dripped with sweat, his gorgeous brown eyes staring at me for the answer.
"I'm not gonna sleep with you," I told him swiftly,
"I wasnt- heh, I wasn't gonna ask you that," he chuckled "just a date, come on, please?" He asked. God, he was so hot.
"I know what guys like you want. You either talk to me because you think I have no standards, or you talk to me like I'm some "goth dommy mommy", eugh" I shuttered, "no, no, I swear! I- actually just think you're really pretty." He told me, something shifted inside me.
What if he wasn't just- lying? What if he didn't have some fetish for people like me? It was a nice thought,
"Yes," he assured, "come on, just a date?"
"Mm.." I murmured, thinking. Did I really wanna go on a date with him?
"Fine. I get to pick the date though," I reluctantly agreed. I always thought he was- kinda cute. He has a pretty face, with- pretty hair.. and soft brown eyes.
He looked excited! His eyes lighting up slightly, but trying to play it cool. Oh wow, so nonchalant.
"Gruel," he said, "i was trying to say great and cool at the same time," he said with an embarrassed chuckle,
"Alright, well- gruel," I told him. I guess I got a hot date soon, what a nerd.