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Summary: It was weird, she never spoke to him. They never crossed paths in their lives. After an accident in the library, could it really stay like that?
Chapter one, Holding grudges
Chapter two, School rooftop disaster
Chapter three, Invisible force
Chapter four, The Sea Life Aquarium adventure
Chapter five, Phantom of the library
Chapter six, Newfound discoveries
Chapter seven, Watchful eyes
Chapter eight, Not one's enemy
Chapter nine, Not as simple
Those summer nights (Greasers AU) ✔
Summary: After Y/n's family sold their small farm in the outskirts, she moved into a completely new town and was forced to enroll into a new high school. She thought she would miss the life she had to leave behind, but after moving into the lavish West side, she changed her mind.
But that would soon change after her car gets vandalized and she has to seek help from a certain mechanic from the East side of town...
Chapter one, Not so warm welcome
Chapter two, Rydell High and the greasers
Chapter three, At Frankie’s
Chapter four, After hours
Chapter five, Stay with me
Chapter six, Suspicious minds
Chapter seven, Hard to admit
Chapter eight, Our little secret
Chapter nine, Can't help falling in love
Joseph Joestar
Once upon a lost island (Adventurer AU) ✔
Summary: Y/n was an archaeologist at the Speedwagon Archeology Centre. After being paired up with a famous adventurer Joseph Joestar to an upcoming expedition, she will have to overcome her many fears in order to prove to her agency that she is fit to be one of their best researchers they have.
However, neither Joseph nor Y/n were prepared for what the mysterious island had in store for them…
Chapter one, Somewhat a celebrity
Chapter two, You just gotta have faith
Chapter three, Ancient Temple of the Pillar Men
Chapter four, Do you believe in myths?
Chapter five, Nights in New York
Shot by the arrow (Robin Hood AU)
Summary: Robin Hood, or also known by his real name, Joseph Joestar, was a well known name across all of Nottingham as he stole from the rich and gave to the poor with the help of his group.
On the other side, Y/n was a princess from another town that ran away from her castle after her family announced the arranged marriage between her and the upcoming king of Nottingham, prince John.
After meeting each other after an incident in the forest, Joseph lets Y/n join their group and join them on many journeys to help the ones in need.
But will Y/n manage to escape her fate and live the life she wants or will prince John manage to catch her and marry her and steal her from Joseph?
Chapter one, Runaway princess
Johnny Joestar
Go for a mile (Street car racing AU)
Summary: She wanted to race, that’s all she knew. But her father didn’t let her follow her dreams, and instead enrolled her in a police academy. Along her way, she met the underground car racer Johnny Joestar, who was the last person she thought she would ever meet.
Now… will she obey her father’s rules or once and for all break them?
The racing suit hung on the back of my bedroom door like a second skin waiting to happen.
White and light blue. Johnny's colors. But tailored to fit me, thanks to Alyson who knew a guy who knew a guy who didn't ask questions. The fabric was smooth under my fingers, somewhere between fireproof and flexible. Gyro had explained the materials to me once. I'd stopped listening after the word "aerodynamic."
Today was the day. The final fitting before the race. And Johnny was coming over to see it.
To my house.
Where my dad lived. Where my dad could come home at any moment.
What was I even thinking? I really needed the most stupid person award of the millennia now that I think of it. "You're spiraling," I muttered to my reflection, then jumped at a rock being thrown on my bedroom window.
Johnny sat in his wheelchair on the lawn below, one eyebrow raised, phone in hand. My phone buzzed.
Johnny
<<You gonna let me in or should I climb?>
Y/n
<<You're in a wheelchair>>
Johnny
<<Exactly. Hurry up>>
I rolled my eyes and ran downstairs, unlocked the back door, and helped him inside. He wheeled himself through the kitchen while I nervously glanced at the driveway. Empty. Still empty. Good.
"My room's upstairs," I said as a matter of fact. Johnny looked at the staircase. Then at me. Then back at the staircase. "...Shit," I muttered.
Twenty minutes later, after a complicated process involving me practically carrying him up the stairs while his wheelchair waited folded in the hallway below, Johnny sat on the edge of my bed, catching his breath.
"This is humiliating," he said flatly. "I didn't design the house." I replied while rolling my eyes. He snorted, "You could have warned me.". I scratched the back of my head - "I didn't think that far ahead."
He shot me a look but didn't argue. His blue eyes swept across my room instead, taking in the posters, the messy desk, the stack of textbooks on my nightstand. I suddenly felt very exposed.
"The suit," I said, grabbing it off the door. "Bathroom. Changing. Don't look."
"Why would I even-" he started, but I was already gone.
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The bathroom mirror didn't prepare me for what I looked like.
The suit fit perfectly. Alyson's contact had done good work. White fabric with light blue stripes running down the sides, just like Johnny's car. The material hugged my arms and legs without restricting movement. A small star sat on the right shoulder - Johnny's symbol.
I looked like a racer. I looked like…. my mother. I pushed that thought down and stepped out of the bathroom. Johnny was staring at his hands when I walked in. He looked up. His mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.
Nothing came out.
"What?" I asked, suddenly self-conscious. "Something's off, right? The shoulders feel a little tight or maybe the legs are too long-"
"No." he managed to say. I blinked. "...No?" I repeated like a parrot. Johnny coughed, turning his head away so fast I heard his neck crack. "N-no. Just choked on my spit. Accidentally."
"...Okay." I slowly nodded, not believing him for a second. "You sure? Because you look like you've seen a ghost." I said, trying to make sure he was fine. "I'm fine." His voice was too high. "The suit looks fine. Go change back." he motioned with his hand.
I raised an eyebrow but didn't push. There was something weird happening behind those blue eyes, and I didn't have the energy to figure out what. "Fine. Give me a second.". I changed back into my regular clothes and hung the suit back on the door. When I came out, Johnny was staring at my bookshelf like it held the secrets of the universe.
"You good?" I asked. He was picking at the leather part of his wheelchair armrest. "Peachy." he voiced out barely.
Right. Okay. Sure think buddy.
I walked over to my closet and pulled out the old shoe box from its hiding spot. The one with my mother's things. I didn't know why I was doing this. Maybe because he deserved to know. Maybe because hiding it felt heavier than showing it.
"...You know," I said, sitting on the bed next to him, the box in my lap, "I think you should know something about-"
The sound of a car engine rumbled outside. That was my father's car.
No. No, no, no.
"SHIT."
Johnny's head snapped toward the window. "Is that-"
"My dad. He's not supposed to be home for another two hours." I was already moving, adrenaline flooding my system. I grabbed Johnny's arm and hauled him up. "Can you stand for like five seconds?” I asked in a hurry. He gave me a confused look, "What are you-"
"Five seconds, Johnny."
He gritted his teeth and put weight on his legs, just long enough for me to grab his folded wheelchair from the hallway and shove it into my walk-in closet. Then I grabbed him under the arm and dragged him inside too.
The closet was cramped. Dark. His body was pressed against mine because there was literally nowhere else to put him. "This is insane," he hissed.
"Shut up." I managed to say as my heart began to hammer in my chest. I shoved the shoe box into his hands, I didn't know why, I just needed my hands free for now and pulled the closet doors closed just as the front door opened downstairs.
"Y/n! I'm home!" Dad yelled from downstairs. My heart was going to explode quite literally. This was not how I planned to execute things. Not even a little.
"I'm upstairs!" I called out, trying to sound normal. "Give me a minute!" I shouted again. Through the slats in the closet doors, there is just enough light to see out. Through the gaps, Johnny could probably see too. Great. Just great.
Footsteps on the stairs. The floor creaked. Johnny went completely still beside me, his breathing shallow. I didn't dare look at him. The door to my room opened.
Dad stepped inside, still in his uniform, rubbing his temples like he had a headache. "Long day. Dalton's driving me up the wall." he muttered and I gave him an apologetic smile, "Sorry, Dad.".
He stopped. Looked around my room. His eyes passed over the closet doors. I stopped breathing.
"...You cleaned up in here," he said. "Had some free time." I answered.
He nodded slowly. Then he walked toward the closet.
OH GOD. OH GOD. OH GOD.
But he didn't open it. He just leaned against the wall next to it, crossing his arms. "You know," he said, "I don’t even know how to begin this but just know I'm not implying that I don't trust you. I just"
"Just what, Dad?" I asked, my voice steady despite the panic clawing at my throat. Dad sighed. "I'm just worried about my girl. That's all."
Move. Please move away from the closet. I beg of you.
"Well, Dad, your little girl is twenty. I think I can handle my life pretty okay." I said quite proudly. "I believe that." He paused. "But what I want to know is... have you been seeing anybody? And by anybody, I mean the XY specimens."
I blinked. Then I laughed quite hard.
Not because it was funny. Because I was hiding a boy in my closet right now and my dad was asking if I was seeing anyone like it was an interrogation about homework.
"You cannot be serious, Dad-"
"You can laugh all you want." He smiled, but it was that tired smile he gave when he had enough of everything. "But I don't want you hanging around some hooligans, baby. For goodness sake, you're a cadet at a police academy. You should be an example. As my daughter."
I swallowed the guilt. "I try."
"I need you to try harder, okay?" He pushed off the wall finally, and walked over to me. Kissed my forehead. "I'm going back to the station. Dalton needs assistance with the paperwork. Again."
"Okay, Dad." I replied sweetly. He walked out. His footsteps faded down the stairs. The front door opened and closed. The car engine started and pulled away.
I waited ten seconds. Then twenty.
Then I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding and slid the closet doors open.
Johnny sat against the back wall, the shoe box open in his lap. His face was white. Like he was almost killed.
"Johnny?" I asked, suddenly cold. "What's wrong?" I asked again. He didn't look at me. He was staring at the contents of the box. At the medals. The photos. The posters. At the picture of my mother in her racing suit, holding baby me, with my father's arm around her shoulders.
"The Silver Hurricane," Johnny said. His voice was hollow. "Your mother was *the* Silver Hurricane."
"...Yes." I managed to utter out.
He picked up the photo. His hands were shaking. "She was the greatest racer of the nineties. Disappeared after a crash. Everyone thought she died."
"She did die."
"I know." He finally looked at me. His blue eyes were dark, unreadable. "And your father is Officer L/n. The chief of police. The man who's been trying to shut down our races for two years."
I didn't say anything. There was nothing to say.
"You're a cop."
"A cadet. In training."
"Oh, well, that's just so much better." His laugh was bitter, sharp. "What's the difference? You're still one of them."
"I'm not-" I tried to argue. "You're wearing a uniform every day. You're training to arrest people like me. And I let you into my apartment. I let you drive my car. I let you-" He stopped. Looked away.
"Johnny, I didn't tell you because I knew this would happen." I said solemnly. "Oh, you knew?" He slammed the photo back into the box. "You knew I'd feel like an idiot? You knew I'd realize I've been trusting a goddamn undercover cop this whole time?"
"I'm not undercover!" I shouted in my defense. I could feel my blood boiling. He gave me a cold stare and snarled, "Then what are you?" he shot.
The question hung between us.
I opened my mouth. I closed it.
"I don't… know," I finally whispered.
Johnny stared at me for a long moment. Then he shook his head and started folding the wheelchair. "I think I'm fine with losing this race," he said, his voice flat. "The deal's off."
"What?!" I yelled at him in horror. "You heard me." He transferred himself into the chair with movements so sharp they looked painful. "I texted Gyro. He'll be here in a few minutes."
"Johnny, please-" I began to try to reason with him. "Don't." He wheeled himself to the door. Didn't look back. "Just... don't."
Not in temperature - the heating worked fine. But the walls absorbed silence instead of laughter, and the halls remembered footsteps that came home late and left early. Johnny Joestar, age eight, had learned not to expect dinner together or goodnight kisses or any of the things the kids on TV had.
What he had was a basement TV and a box of old VHS tapes his older brother had left behind.
The TV was small, the screen cracked in one corner, but it worked. Johnny sat cross-legged on the cold concrete floor, surrounded by dust, and pressed play on a tape with no label.
Static. Then music. Then a car.
The footage was grainy, recorded from some stadium race in the mid-nineties. A white car with silver stripes screamed down the track, hugging curves like it was glued to the asphalt. The camera struggled to keep up.
"And Silver Hurricane takes the lead!" the announcer shouted. "Look at that control! Absolutely masterful!"
Johnny leaned forward, his eyes wide with wonder.
The car drifted through a corner so perfectly it looked like slow motion. The crowd roared. The driver, a woman, he could see now, her helmet visor reflecting the stadium lights, didn't even flinch. She drove like the car was part of her.
"...Who is she?" young Johnny whispered to no one.
He watched that tape until the VCR ate it three months later. Then he watched the others. Every race. Every interview. Every grainy clip of the Silver Hurricane accepting trophies, waving to crowds, laughing with her crew.
She was the fastest woman in the world to him and to everyone perhaps.
‘That's what I want,’ Johnny thought, sitting in the dark of the basement. ‘That's who I want to be.’
He didn't know then that the Silver Hurricane would crash two years later. Didn't know she had a daughter. Didn't know that daughter would grow up to hide him in a closet while her father, a cop, of all people, asked about boys.
"Sooooo, loverboy?" Gyro drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, grinning. "How did the racing suit look, huh? I bet it was-"
"It was fine." Johnny grunted as he put some strands of blonde hair behind his ear, which was red. Gyro's grin faltered. "Oh. Cranky today, I see. Better fix that attitude before the race." He tried to joke again. It usually took him around two tries anyways.
"There won't be any race." Johnny said with a heavy sigh. It pained him to say it, it felt like chewing fiberglass. Gyro slammed the brakes. The car jerked to a stop in the middle of the empty road.
"WHAT?!" he screamed, whipping around to face Johnny in the backseat. "What do you mean there won't be any race?!" Gyro bellowed. Johnny stared out the window. "She's a cop. Her father is Chief L/n. The one leading the task force against us."
Gyro's mouth hung open. For once, no words came out.
"She didn't tell me," Johnny continued, his voice hollow. "I found out because I was hiding in her closet while her dad asked if she was seeing anyone."
"...You were hiding in her closet." Gyro asked as he was trying to piece together a puzzle.
"Yes, Gyro."
"While her dad, the chief of police, was in the room. I’m getting this right."
"Yes."
Gyro turned back to the wheel, gripping it so hard his knuckles went white. "Madre di Dio."
"Yeah." Johnny sighed while greeping his seatbelt.
"So the race is still on-" Gyro began but Johnny shook his head. "It's over Gyro. I'm not taking chances." Johnny crossed his arms. "I'd rather lose by default than find out she's been feeding information to her father this whole time." he muttered in a painful tone.
Gyro was quiet for a long moment. Then he exhaled and put the car back in drive.
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Gyro's apartment - later that night 3rd p.o.v
The apartment was dim, the only light coming from the kitchen. Gyro paced. Alyson sat on the counter, a glass of cold water in her hands, staring at nothing.
"I think Y/n risked her whole career for Johnny," Alyson said slowly. "And she broke far too many laws by now for it to be fake." she shrugged. "Then why didn't she tell him?" Gyro stopped pacing. "Why hide who her father is?"
"Would you have trusted her if she told you on day one?" She asked Gyro.
Gyro opened his mouth. Closed it.
"That's what I thought." Alyson took a sip of water. "She's in too deep now. And so is he. He just doesn't want to admit it." she stated as a matter of fact. Both him and her knew Alyson was telling the truth.
Gyro slumped onto the couch, running his hands through his hair. "I don't even know what to think anymore." he said in a sluggish tone. He stared at the ceiling for a long moment, then sat up straight. "Alyson. The commission." he said abruptly.
She raised an eyebrow. "What about them?"
"They're already on the edge because of the race delay. The crash. The rescheduling." Gyro's voice dropped,"They sure as hell aren't going to extend that patience again."
Alyson set down her glass. "...How bad are we talking?"
"Bad." Gyro stood up, started pacing again. "If Johnny doesn't show. Doesn’t even attempt to race, they'll blacklist him. Not just from this circuit. From everything. Every underground track from here to the coast."
“I sometimes forget they're greedy assholes."
"Unfortunately they are and they run this world, Alyson. No commission approval means no races. No races means no money. No money means..." He trailed off, gesturing vaguely. "Johnny's done. Finished. His career goes up in smoke before he even gets out of that wheelchair."
Alyson was quiet for a moment. "And losing to Diego too, double shot."
"This is about losing everything." Gyro stopped pacing and leaned against the kitchen counter, head hung low. "A no-show isn't a forfeit. It's a humiliation ritual. They'll make an example out of him. Announce to everyone that Star Boy couldn't even bother to show up. Diego will be crowing about it for years."
"And Y/n?" Alyson asked with a small voice.
Gyro laughed, but there was no humor in it. "She's a cop's daughter who lied about her identity to get close to a target. If anyone finds out, she's done too. The Academy will throw her out in seconds I’m sure. Her father's career takes a hit. It's a disaster for everyone."
Alyson slid off the counter and walked to the window, staring out at the city lights. "So we need Johnny to race. And we need Y/n to race for him. But Johnny won't trust her. And she can't exactly force him."
"A miracle has to happen, Alyson. I'm telling you. One in a trillion." Gyro groaned, knowing he was asking too much. She turned back to him, a sad smile on her face. "Knowing our luck, a meteor might drop."
"Don't even start saying that." Gyro laughed bitterly. They sat in silence, the weight of the coming race pressing down on both of them.
Somewhere across the city, Johnny sat alone in his dark apartment, the TV making some noise so it isn’t just his thoughts.
He didn't know why he'd trusted her, but it was something about her that made him… feel like he could. And he thought about e/c eyes and a laugh that made his chest hurt.
Silver Hurricane's daughter.
The chief's daughter.
"What the hell is wrong with me," he whispered into the dark.
No one answered.
Johnny and Y/n are in a huge dilemma, justice and moral obligation on each side. But something else was meddling its way in the equation. Something neither had hoped for. Y/n needed to think fast or everything will fall apart.
The police academy parking lot was dead quiet at 6:47 in the morning. Most cadets weren't even awake yet, and the ones who were hadn't bothered to show up early like me. I sat on the hood of my dad's car,eating a protein bar I found in the kitchen cabinet, watching the sunrise.
I hadn't slept again.
Three weeks of nightly practices. Three weeks of Gyro's yelling, Johnny's cold instructions.. Three weeks of sneaking out windows and climbing back in as the sky turned purple.
My body needed rest but I knew that was not happening anytime soon.
"Cadet L/n?"
I nearly choked on my protein bar. Officer Dalton stood a few feet away, coffee in hand, squinting at me like I was a ghost.
"Sir," I coughed, scrambling off the hood and standing at attention.
"At ease." He smiled, but it was that confused smile people give you when they're trying to figure you out. "You're here… early." he said as he checked his digital wrist clock.
"Couldn't sleep, sir. Figured I'd get some fresh air before classes start." I said as I awkwardly smiled.
Dalton nodded slowly. He opened his mouth to say something else but stopped. His gaze drifted past me to the row of squad cars lined up near the maintenance bay.
"Actually," he said, "since you're here. Unit 4 won't start. Mechanics aren't in until nine and I've got afternoon patrols that need it. You know anything about cars?"
My stomach dropped.
Know anything about cars. Three weeks ago the answer would have been an obvious fat no. Three weeks ago I couldn't tell a carburetor from a camshaft. But Gyro believed in hands-on learning, which meant I'd spent hours under the hood of his practice car, elbows deep in grease, while he pointed at things and yelled Italian words that were probably curses.
"A… little," I heard myself say.
Dalton raised an eyebrow but gestured for me to follow.
The squad car was a hunk of junk held together by prayers and budget cuts. I popped the hood and immediately saw the problem. The battery terminals were crusted with corrosion and one of the cables had worked itself loose.
"Just a loose connection," I said, already reaching for the terminal brush hanging on the maintenance cart nearby. "Happens when the weather changes. The metal expands and contracts and—"
I stopped talking. Dalton was staring at me.
"...What?" I asked.
"Nothing, nothing L/n." He took a sip of his coffee. "Just didn't peg you for the mechanical type, that's all."
Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
"Uh… My dad," I lied, tightening the cable and brushing off the corrosion. "You know he's handy. Picked up a few things."
Dalton grunted. I finished up, told him to try starting it, and the engine roared to life like a charm. He clapped me on the shoulder and said something about hidden talents, but I was already mentally rehearsing how to deflect questions later.
I should have known it wouldn't be that easy.
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3rd person p.o.v
The break room was cramped, and smelled like someone's leftover fish from lunch. F/n L/n sat at the corner table, flipping through case files on the racing rings. The same dead ends. The same blurry photos. He wondered how he did not get tired from this.
Dalton walked in, still smiling, and dropped into the chair across from him.
"Your kid's something else, you know that?"
F/n looked up. "What do you mean?"
"Unit 4 died on me this morning. Before the mechanics got in. Y/n popped the hood and had it running in five minutes. Loose battery cable." Dalton shook his head, laughing. "Didn't know you taught her that stuff."
F/n's pen stopped moving.
"....I didn't," he muttered quietly.
Dalton's laugh faded. He looked between F/n and the door, suddenly aware he'd stepped into something. "Oh. Well. Maybe she picked it up somewhere else. Kids do that, right? Watch a YouTube video, figure things out… Or whatever is popular now."
"Yeah." F/n's voice was flat. "Maybe."
Dalton excused himself shortly after. F/n sat alone in the break room, staring at the blurry photo of a white and light blue car pinned to his case file.
His daughter couldn't change a tire three months ago. He knew because he'd tried to teach her after her mother died, a desperate attempt to bond over something practical, and she'd cried out of frustration and he'd given up.
Now she was fixing squad cars.
Now she was coming home at odd hours, her clothes smelling strange.
F/n closed the case file and rubbed his temples. He didn't have proof of anything. But he had instincts, and twenty years on the force had taught him to trust them.
Something was wrong.
He just didn't know how wrong yet.
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1st person p.o.v, Y/n
Johnny's apartment smelled fresh thanks to the opened windows and the small air freshener on the coffee table. I let myself in with the key he'd given me two weeks ago and to quote him, "in case you get here before I'm awake, don't be weird about it". I found the living room empty.
"Johnny?" I called out.
No answer.
I kicked off my shoes and walked toward the bedroom. The door was cracked open, just an inch, and I almost knocked. But something made me stop and look.
He was sitting on the edge of his bed. The wheelchair was parked beside him, empty. His legs that were still in their splints, still useless, stretched out in front of him. He wasn't moving. Just staring down at his own body in disgust.
His hand rested on the wheelchair armrest. Not gripping it. Just... touching it. It was a reminder of what his fate was for some time.
I'd seen Johnny angry. Saw him cold and distant and sharp-tongued. But I'd never seen him look like… this. Like he was grieving something that hadn't died yet.
I knocked softly. His blonde head snapped up, and just like that, the mask slammed back into place. His face hardened, his eyes going flat.
"You're early." He said as he eyed me at the doorway. "Traffic was light," I said, stepping into the room. "You okay?" I asked him, not knowing anything better to ask.
"I’m fine." He grabbed the wheelchair and transferred himself into it with practiced efficiency, too practiced. Like he'd done it a thousand times and hated it more each time. "Let's go. Gyro's already at the facility."
"Johnny-" I began, thinking we were going to be at his apartment a little longer. "I said let's go." he snapped.
I didn't push. Some things you can't fix with words.
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Practice was a nightmare.
Johnny rode shotgun like always, but something was different. His instructions were shorter, sharper. Every mistake earned a cold "again." Every delay earned a frustrated exhale. I missed a downshift by half a second and he actually slammed his palm against the dashboard.
"WHAT WAS THAT?" he roared with anger and I flinched. "A mistake Johnny" I started, feeling quite frustrated myself by now. "Obviously. Do it again. Faster." he rolled his eyes, staring ahead and not looking at me.
I gripped the wheel and ran the lap again. And again. And again. My arms were shaking by the fourth attempt. My vision blurred at the edges. When I finally nailed the sequence which had a perfect downshift, clean drift, controlled exit I looked at Johnny but he didn't say anything.
He just stared ahead and muttered, "....One more time."
From the sidelines, Gyro watched with his arms crossed. He didn't cheer like usual. Just kept glancing between me and Johnny like he was waiting for a cat fight.
After practice, I stumbled out of the car and leaned against the hood, catching my breath as I tried to fix my h/c hair. Gyro pulled Johnny aside. They were far enough that I couldn't hear everything, but the parking lot was quiet and sound carried.
"-going to break her before the race even happens," Gyro hissed. "I'm not breaking anything." Johnny replied in the same tone. Gyro pinched his nose bridge, "You've run her through twelve laps. Twelve. She can barely stand." he said like it was obvious. Johnny clicked his tongue, feeling like Gyro was not understanding it, but in reality nobody really was.
"She needs to be ready." Johnny said, his blue eyes squinting at Gyro. "She needs to not hate you by the time this is over, Johnny. You need to remember she’s doing this as a favour to repay you back. The least you can do is be more… gentle towards her."
Silence. Then Johnny's voice, lower and rougher: "... That won’t make her race better, besides, this is for her own good."
Gyro didn't have a response to that.
I pretended I hadn't heard anything. When Johnny wheeled back to the car, his face was unreadable. But as Gyro went to load the wheelchair into the trunk, Johnny rolled up beside me and muttered something under his breath.
I actually almost missed it.
"...You're doing… fine."
Then he looked away, jaw tight, like the words had physically hurt him. I didn't know what to say. So I just nodded and got in the car.
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3rd person p.o.v
The Brando mansion sat on the outskirts of the city, all marble columns and imported palm trees and the kind of wealth that screamed "new money and desperate to prove it." Diego Brando lounged in a velvet armchair, a glass of chilled whiskey swirling in his hand, eyes fixed on the massive television screen mounted on the wall.
The footage played on a loop. Johnny's car flying off the track. It was like when couples watched their wedding day footage, but better.
Diego smiled.
"My my," he murmured, taking a slow sip. "What a shame."
His informant stood in the corner, a wiry man with nervous eyes and a twitch in his left hand. One of the track organizers paid well to keep his mouth shut and his ears open.
"The doctors say he won't walk for months," the informant said. "Maybe longer. His legs were crushed pretty badly."
"Months." Diego tasted the word like fine wine. "And the race is in one week."
"Yes sir."
"Then I suppose Star Boy won't be participating." Diego set down his glass and stood, stretching like a cat. "Pity, really. I was looking forward to beating him again. Properly this time."
He walked to the window, staring out at his perfectly manicured lawn. The informant shifted uncomfortably.
"There's... something else, sir. Gyro Zeppeli. He's been disappearing at odd hours. Late at night. Taking one of his cars out to some empty lot on the edge of town."
Diego's reflection in the glass showed a flicker of interest. "Gyro? Practicing alone?"
"Not alone, sir. He's been meeting someone. I couldn't get close enough to see who."
Silence stretched between them. Then Diego laughed, waving his hand dismissively.
"Gyro can practice until his tires melt. It won't matter. Without Star Boy, there's no race. There's no competition. There's just..." He turned, spreading his arms wide. "Me."
The informant nodded quickly and excused himself. Diego returned to his whiskey, but his eyes lingered on the paused footage of Johnny's crash. He could already feel the second victory coming his way.
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1st person p.o.v, Y/n
My bed had never felt so good.
I collapsed face-first into the pillows, still half-dressed, too tired to care. The clock on my nightstand read 2:34 AM. In a few hours, I'd have to drag myself to the academy and pretend I hadn't spent my night pretending to be a street racer.
My phone buzzed.
Johnny
<<You left your hoodie in my car>>
I looked down. I was wearing a t-shirt. My hoodie was definitely not on my body.
Y/n
<<Keep it. I'll grab it tomorrow or something>>
Johnny
<<Smells like burnt tires…>>
Y/n
<<Ah, the most luxurious fragrance>>
Johnny
<<Disgusting>>
I laughed into my pillow. A real laugh, the kind that surprised me. A minute passed. Then another.
Johnny
<<Get some sleep. You'll need it>>
That was almost... nice. From him.
Johnny
<<And Y/n>>
Y/n
<<Yeah?>
Johnny
<<You didn't suck tonight>>
I stared at the screen for way too long. My heart did something stupid. I told my heart to shut up.
Y/n
<<High praise coming from you>>
Johnny
<<Don't let it go to your head>>
Y/n
<<Of course, wouldn’t even think otherwise>>
Johnny
<<Right>>
<<Night, rookie>>
Y/n
<<Night Johnny>>
I set the phone down and rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling. Somewhere downstairs, the floor creaked. My dad was still awake.
He'd been awake a lot lately. That was a bad thing because I was already on the edge but now I needed to be even more cautious.
I pushed the thought away and closed my eyes.
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3rd person p.o.v
F/n stood in the hallway outside Y/n's room. The light under her door had flickered off a few minutes ago. He'd heard her come in, how she carefully stepped on the stairs, the way she paused outside his room to make sure he was "asleep."
He wasn't asleep. He hadn't been asleep any of the nights she'd snuck out.
He just didn't know what to do about it yet.
F/n raised his hand to knock. Stopped. Lowered it.
She was his daughter for God's sake. She was also a young adult. And he had no proof of anything except a gut feeling and a fixed squad car and a daughter who'd started lying to him sometime in the past month.
He turned and walked back to his room.
But he didn't sleep.
He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the framed photo on his nightstand. M/n in her racing suit, holding baby Y/n, both of them laughing. F/n with his arm around his wife, smiling like the world made sense.
His hand hovered over his phone. He could pull Y/n's location history. Could check her call logs. Could follow her one night and see where she was really going.
But that would mean admitting he didn't trust her.
And he wasn't ready to do that.
Not yet.
“She better not be seeing some boy or I’m going to go crazy.” he muttered with a tire tone.
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1st person p.o.v, Johnny
I couldn't sleep.
Not because of my legs, though they ached like hell or because of the race, though the mere thought of it made my stomach acid rise up in anxiety.
But because of her.
She'd looked at me in such a… weird way tonight when she thought I wasn't paying attention. Because of how she'd said my name. Because of the dumb courage she had even though she was tired as hell.
What the hell was wrong with me?
I stared at the ceiling of my dark apartment and tried to figure out when exactly this had happened. When had she stopped being just a replacement? When had she started being... her?
’It's not a crush,’ I told myself. You don't have time for that. You don't deserve that.
But my chest didn't care what my brain thought.
I grabbed my phone and opened our message thread. Scrolled up. Read through the stupid jokes and the late-night check-ins and the one time she'd sent me a picture of a weird-looking horse she saw on the side of the road because "it reminded me of your pajamas."
I threw my phone across the room.
It landed on the carpet. Didn't break. Lucky me.
"This is Gyro's fault," I muttered into the darkness. "He poisoned me with his romantic bullshit stories."
I could keep telling myself that. And no matter how many times I closed my eyes, I kept seeing hers.
E/c. Frustrated. Determined. Scared. Brave.
All at once somehow.
I groaned and shoved my face into the pillow and squinted my eyes as I inhaled the hot air.
"What is this... weird disgusting feeling?" I whispered.
Probably just too much smog inhaling.
Yeah.
That was it. No other option.
Johnny knew if he dug deeper into this feeling he’s gonna get lost and right now he can’t let that happen… But fate has a funny way of showing up and by his luck it’s gonna show up at the worst one…
Y/n’s world was a blur of skidding tiers and smoke. Gyro’s voice, usually a booming source of encouragement, had spent the last three hours shredding the night air with a running critique that was equal parts instruction and creative Italian profanity.
“No, no, maledetto! You’re treating the clutch like it owes you money! Be firm, not frantic!”
“The apex! Hit the apex, or I swear to God I will make you polish every tire in the facility with a toothbrush!”
“BRAKE! BRAKE NOW Y/n!”
By the time Gyro finally declared her “not a complete danger to society” and dropped her off at the usual spot; a dimly lit side street one block from her house, the sky was a deep, inky purple,the kind she usually saw when she woke up to get ready for the academy.
It was now 4:17 AM, her phone told her. Y/n stumbled out of the car, her legs feeling like wet noodles, the phantom vibration of the racing engine still humming in her bones. She couldn’t remember what day it was. Tuesday? Wednesday? The line between night and day, between cadet Y/n and would-be racer Y/n, had become murky.
“Don’t be late tonight, principessa!” Gyro called out the window, his grin visible in the dashboard lights. “23:00 sharp. And text Johnny! He’s been asking about you.” With a wink and a roar of his engine, he was gone, leaving her in the idyllic silence in her neighborhood.
She snuck in her house, up the creaking stairs, and into her room. She didn’t bother with pajamas. She just toppled onto her bed, still in her smoke stenching black hoodie and jeans, and was swallowed by a dreamless sleep the second her head hit the pillow.
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A few hours later, a soft knock, then the creak of her door opening. “Y/n? Time to get up for the academy.”
Her father’s voice was a murmuring alarm in the back of her mind. She groaned, burying her face deeper into her pillow. As she shifted, the rough texture of her jeans against her sheets registered, and a bolt of panic shot through the haze of sleep.
Outside clothes
She cracked an eye open. Her father was standing in the doorway, his uniform already crisp, a travel mug of coffee in his hand. His eyes, sharp and observant even at this hour, did a quick sweep of the room.
The shoes kicked off haphazardly near the door, the jacket dumped on the floor, and her, fully dressed on top of the covers. His gaze lingered on her attire for a fraction of a second too long. A slight frown flickered across his brow before it was smoothed away by a more neutral, concerned expression.
“Rough night?” he asked, his tone casual but with an undercurrent she couldn’t quite place.
“Just… couldn’t sleep,” she mumbled, rolling over to hide her still-clothed body and the lie. “Stayed up reading.”
He was silent for a moment. She could feel his eyes on her back. “...Alright. Well, try to get to bed earlier. You need your rest for training.” He didn’t push. He didn’t ask why she was dressed for the street. He simply took note, filed it away. “Don’t be late,” he finally said, and closed the door.
The relief that flooded her was so intense it left her trembling. He hadn’t figured it out. Not yet. But he did notice, he always did.
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The day at the academy was a special kind of torture. Every lecture on ethics felt like a drill burning into her skull. Every physical training exercise was a reminder of how her real training was tearing her muscles apart in secret. Her uniform felt like a costume, and the approving nods from Officer Dalton made her stomach twist. She was a living, breathing lie walking these hallowed halls.
During a break, her phone buzzed in her locker. A text from Gyro.
Gyro Zeppeli
<< Practice tonight, 23:00. Usual pick-up>>
<<P.S. Dropped a phone off to a certain grouchy patient today. He asked about you. Might wanna say hi 😉>>
A flutter, small and warm, fought its way through the anxiety. Johnny. Asking about her. She quickly saved the contact Gyro sent over, just Johnny with a simple star emoji. Her thumb hovered over the message box. What do you even say to the mysterious, injured street racer you were secretly replacing?
Y/n
<<Hey>>
<<Gyro said you got your phone back. How are you holding up?>>
The reply came faster than she expected.
Johnny
<<Alive>>
<<They’re springing me this afternoon. Got a fancy new set of wheels>>
<<The chair kind, not the fun kind>>
Y/n
<< I’m sorry. That really sucks>>
Johnny
<<It’s temporary>>
<<Don’t get sappy on me>>
<< Gyro says you’re not a total lost cause behind the wheel>>
Y/n
<<High praise from him… I’ll take it>>
Johnny
<<I’ll be there tonight, to supervise>>
<< Try not to wreck his car before I get a chance to see the disaster>>
The flutter turned into a full-blown beehive. He was coming?! To watch her.
Y/n
<<Cool cool cool>>
<<No pressure, then. See you tonight>>
She needed to talk to anybody else. She pulled up Alyson’s chat.
Y/n
<<So>>
<< Update. Johnny’s out of the hospital, in a wheelchair>>
<< And he’s coming to watch me practice tonight>>
<< I think I might throw up>>
Alyson H.
<<WHOA>>
<< Okay, first, breathe>>
<< Second, this is good!>>
<< He wouldn’t come if he didn’t care about you not humiliating yourself (and him)>>
Y/n
<< That’s not comforting>>
Alyson H.
<<It is!>>
<<It means you’re not just some random girl anymore. You’re his… protege? Accomplice? Time will tell ;)>>
<<Just be cool. Don’t try to show off>>
<<And for the love of god, don’t look at him like a wounded puppy. He’ll hate that>>
Y/n
<< Noted. No puppy eyes>>
Alyson H.
<< That's my girl!>>
<<Deep breaths. You’ve got this>>
<<And hey…>>
<< This is kinda romantic, in a dramatic sort of way>>
Y/n
<<Alyson!>>
Alyson H.
<<What? I’m just saying!>>
<<Tension is simmering n/n! Good luck girl!>>
Y/n put her phone away, Alyson’s words bouncing around her head.
Protege. Accomplice. Romantic.
None of those labels fit, but they all sparked something unfamiliar in her chest, a mix of dread and a thrilling, terrifying anticipation.
The rest of the day was a countdown. Every tick of the clock brought her closer to 23:00.
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The day dragged on. Police academy classes were a blur of traffic law and defensive tactics, the instructor’s voice droning like white noise from exhaustion. Her fellow cadets shot her curious looks. She was quieter than usual, her e/c eyes drowsier. Cadet Novak even nudged her during a break.
“Rough night, L/n? You look like you wrestled a bear and lost.”
“Something like that,” Y/n muttered, forcing a smile.
Her father picked her up after class. The ride home was quiet, but it was a heavy quiet, filled with things unsaid. She could feel his glances, but ignored them. He’d seen her clothes. He’d smelled the odd hours.
“Long day at the academy?” he finally asked, his tone carefully neutral.
“The usual,” she said, staring out the window. “Just tired.”
“Hmm.” He didn’t push. That was almost worse.
At home, she mechanically helped with dinner, ate and retreated to her room by 8 PM. She set an alarm for 10:30 PM, changed into dark, comfortable clothes—black joggers, a grey hoodie—and lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling, her heart already beginning its pre-practice drumroll.
At 10:45, She crept over, peering through the blinds. Gyro’s dark green car was idling silently down the street, lights off. Alyson’s idea of “subtle.”
Slipping out was easier now, a practiced routine of eased locks and careful footfalls on the creaky stairs. The night air was cool, a relief against her flushed skin.
Gyro grinned as she slid into the passenger seat. “Ready for round two, princess? Your favorite coach is back.”
“Thrilled,” Y/n deadpanned. “Where’s Johnny?”
“Picking him up now. His place.” Gyro navigated the empty streets with an ease that spoke of countless late-night runs. “Be gentle with him, yeah? He’s… prickly about the chair.”
The image solidified in her mind: Johnny Joestar, confined. It felt wrong, like seeing a hawk with clipped wings.
Johnny’s apartment building loomed. Gyro didn’t bother with the bell this time; he just parked and texted. A few minutes later, the main door pushed open, and Johnny emerged.
Y/n’s breath caught.
He maneuvered the wheelchair with some clumsiness while his face displayed a scowl. He was dressed in a worn dark blue hoodie over a simple t-shirt and some black loose joggers, a blanket draped over his lap. His light blonde hair was messy, and the striking blue eyes were fixed on the ground in front of him.
Gyro got out and helped Johnny into the passenger seat with a careful, wordless efficiency and loaded the folded wheelchair into the back. Johnny’s jaw was clenched the entire time.
Once they were all in, the car filled with a thick silence. The engine purred to life.
“So,” Gyro said, too cheerfully. “The usual spot?”
“Yeah,” Johnny grunted, staring ahead.
Y/n fiddled with her sleeves as she glanced at the review mirror. “... How are you feeling?”
“Peachy,” he snapped, then sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Sorry. It’s… fine. The legs are... fine. The chair is a temporary pain in the ass. Let’s just focus on you not wrecking Gyro’s car for real.”
His bluntness was like a splash of cold water. “I’ll try my best,” she said, her voice small.
“Trying isn’t good enough,” Johnny said, his eyes burning holes in her h/c head. “You either do it or you don’t. Diego won’t care that you’re ‘trying.’ He’ll eat you alive if you hesitate for a second.”
“I’m aware,” she fired back, a spark of defiance igniting in her gut.
“Good. Hold onto that.”
The rest of the drive passed in a tense quiet. They arrived at the empty industrial parking lot which became their new makeshift training ground. Gyro helped Johnny back into his chair and positioned him near the edge of the concrete, and went back to Y/n.
“Alright, hotshot,” Gyro tossed her the keys. “Show him what you learned.”
Y/n’s palms were slick. Getting into the driver’s seat felt different tonight. Johnny’s gaze was a physical weight on her back. She took a deep breath, the way Gyro had taught her.
Feel the car. It’s an extension of you
She started the engine. The roar was less terrifying now, more like a challenge. She pulled out, executed a clean lap at a moderate speed, getting a feel for the track they’d outlined with traffic cones.
“She’s babying it!” Johnny’s voice cut through the night, sharp and clear even over the engine. “Stop driving like you’re afraid to get a ticket!”
Y/n flinched. She pressed the accelerator harder. The car responded, leaping forward. She approached the first sharp turn, remembered Gyro’s instructions, and yanked the wheel, hitting the clutch and brake in sequence.
The car skidded, the back end fishtailing wildly. She overcorrected, fighting the spin, and came to a jerky stop just inches from the concrete barrier.
Her heart hammered against her ribs. In the silence that followed, she heard the faint, whirring sound of Johnny’s wheelchair approaching.
Gyro jogged up, looking worried. “You okay? That was a close one-”
“Get out.”
Johnny’s voice was low, cold. He’d rolled up beside her door.
Y/n just stared at him and glanced at Gyro who was spectating. Johnny propelled himself away and to the other side, positioning his chair next to the passenger seat in the front. He looked at her, his face hard.
“You’re thinking too much. You’re treating the car like a math problem. It’s not. It’s a feeling.” He patted the wheel.
“What?”
“I’m riding shotgun. Gyro, you watch.”
With a grunt of effort and a dismissive wave at Gyro’s offered help, he transferred himself into the car. The now empty wheelchair was wheeled away by Gyro as he came to a halt where he was watching earlier.
Johnny’s presence in the confined space was overwhelming. He was close, his shoulder almost brushing hers.
“Drive. Normal speed.”
She did, circling the lot.
“Now,” he said, his voice closer to her ear. “You see that cone? The one marking the turn? Don’t look at it like an obstacle. Look past it. See where you want the car to be after the turn. Your hands will follow your eyes.”
She tried. It felt unnatural.
“Faster.”
She sped up.
“Now, turn! Feel the weight shift!”
As she jerked the wheel, his hand shot out, not to grab it, but to land firmly on top of hers on the gearshift. His touch was electric, startlingly warm. “Easy. Smooth. It’s a dance, not a fight.”
She swallowed, her mouth dry. His hand stayed for a second longer than necessary before pulling away.
For the next hour, it was like this. Johnny’s instructions were short, brutal, and infinitely more effective than Gyro’s enthusiastic yelling. He didn’t just tell her what to do; he made her understand why. He spoke about the car’s balance, the physics of the drift, and the psychology of the track. He saw things Gyro simply didn’t.
And through it all, there were strange details Y/n managed to catch. The brush of their arms. His low voice next to her. The occasional, unguarded moment when his frustration would melt into something else, a flash of admiration when she made a perfect downshift, a faint, almost-smile when she finally nailed a difficult maneuver.
During a break, while Gyro checked the tire pressure, Johnny sat silently, looking out at their surroundings.
“You’re… not as hopeless as I thought you’d be,” he said quietly, not looking at her.
Y/n leaned against the car, catching her breath. “Gee, thanks.”
A faint smirk touched his lips. “I mean it. You’ve got… instinct. It’s buried under a lot of fear, but it’s there. I saw it the first night, when you climbed that fence. You’re stubborn. You don’t quit.”
She looked at him, really looked. The harsh light softened the angles of his face. He looked tired, in pain, but alive. More alive here, in this grimy parking lot, than he had in the hospital.
“When did you start to race? How did all this Diego Brando fiasco even begin?”
The question hung in the air between them. Johnny was quiet for a long moment, staring at his hands.
“Started with a junker Firebird in my old man’s garage,” he finally said, his voice low. “My dad was never around. That car… It was the first thing that ever listened. The first thing I could control. Started racing it on back roads. It wasn't about winning. It was about the line. The perfect turn. It was quiet.” He glanced at her e/c eyes that held a sparkle from the street lamps.
“Then I found the scene. Thought it’d be more people like me. Some were. Gyro was the first one, he gets it. Then Brando shows up with a bought-and-paid-for supercar. Didn’t see a car as something you build. Saw it as a weapon. A trophy.” Johnny’s jaw tightened.
He sighed and tapped the hand rest, “First race, I beat him on the coastal highway in my rustbucket. Pure feel versus his computer. He couldn’t handle it. Said I cheated. After that, it was war. Diego cuts corners, spreads oil, plays dirty. To him, my way is just being a dumb kid.” He looked at Y/n, his blue eyes sharp in the dark.
Y/n crossed her arms, this story was far more deeper than she thought. “And now I’m in this chair. To him, that just proves he was right all along.” Y/n felt the weight of his words. This wasn’t sport. It was a fight for meaning.
“...Then I’ll prove him wrong,” she said, her voice unsure. Johnny held her gaze, then nodded once. “Then stop driving like a civilian. Drive like it’s your last.”
A loud clang made them jump apart. Gyro had dropped a wrench. “Oops! Sorry love birds! Don’t mind me! Just, uh, fixing stuff over here! Carry on!”
Johnny coughed, a faint blush creeping up his neck. “We should uh- get back to work. Dawn’s coming.”
The rest of the practice was different. Johnny’s instructions were still sharp, but the edge was gone. When Y/n finally pulled off a clean, aggressive lap that ended with a screeching, controlled drift to a perfect stop, Gyro whooped from the sidelines.
And from the passenger seat, Johnny nodded, a look of solid approval in his eyes. “Not bad, rookie. Not bad at all.”
On the drive back, the silence was comfortable. Johnny fell asleep in the back seat, his head leaning against the window, exhaustion finally claiming him. Gyro glanced at him in the rearview mirror, then at Y/n.
“See?” he mouthed silently, smiling. “Told you.”
Y/n looked out the window, hugging herself. Her body ached, her mind was working overtime from the ton of information, but a strange, quiet excitement hummed in her veins. It wasn’t just about driving anymore.
As Gyro dropped her off a street from her house, the first hints of grey were bleeding into the night sky. She slipped inside, her movements silent as a ghost. But as she passed the living room, she froze.
The lamp was on. Could her father be awake? Shit.
She craned her neck inside the living room and saw her dad snoozing away, his portable radio clutched in his hand. Probably a late night intervention.
She quickly ruffled her h/c hair and bolted to her room and got dressed into her pajamas. She sighed in exhaustion and looked at her calendar; no academy for today.
Y/n jumped in her bed and closed her eyes, the sleep coming to her instantly. Deep down she knew this was a hole she kept digging more and more but something in her heart was screaming that she couldn’t back up now. Not when she could turn someone's life around for good again.
But luck was running out and time was ticking… This was now a danger zone between what was right and what was breaking the law…
Summary: Robin Hood, or also known by his real name, Joseph Joestar, was a well known name across all of Nottingham as he stole from the rich and gave to the poor with the help of his group.
On the other side, Y/n was a princess from another town that ran away from her castle after her family announced the arranged marriage between her and the upcoming king of Nottingham, prince John.
After meeting each other after an incident in the forest, Joseph lets Y/n join their group and join them on many journeys to help the ones in need.
But will Y/n manage to escape her fate and live the life she wants or will prince John manage to catch her and marry her and steal her from Joseph?
This work is originally posted on Ao3 on my profile @Tena_HH
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Chapter one, Runaway princess
Once upon a time, there were two towns, Nottingham and Wayfield. The two towns thrived by having plenty of wealth, and had been able to keep their peace for years due to the constant trade of goods from the neighboring towns and most importantly, taxing the poor.
For the townsfolk it was devastating that every time the town guards went to collect the taxes they raised the price which many people couldn't afford so they were imprisoned.
They didn't deserve to live such harsh lives. But they never stopped trying. If they weren't going to sell their things to the town then they were going to rob the town’s storehouses or shops at least, and if that wasn't possible they would try to steal food and money.
That's where our hero comes into the story, Robin Hood. He was the hero who stole from the rich and gave to the poor. He was the last sliver of hope for the people of Nottingham.
He was kind and compassionate. One of the best men of the age, he was admired all across Nottingham and Wayfield. He knew that people were struggling because of taxes while the rich only saw themselves getting richer everyday. So with great courage, he and his group decided that they had to help those in need of his help.
The people of Wayfield unfortunately only heard the stories of the legendary Robin Hood and his Merry Men, but they themselves had a little less known hero who always wore a dark cloak and appeared only at night. And it was none other than princess Y/n herself.
Albeit she couldn't steal as swiftly as the Robin Hood and his Merry Men, she tried to help in other ways. She offered to take any of the poor in her village who needed food and shelter.
She even asked that they not tell anyone about this because she didn't want any problems with the royal family, her family. But it seemed like everyone wanted to talk about her since rumors spread through the whole kingdom soon enough.
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As Y/n snuck back into her room through the window in the early morning hours she took off her cloak and tossed it onto her bed she turned around and was met with a familiar figure. It was her lady-in-waiting, Lady Priscilla.
"Back from your heroic duties, your Royal Highness?" the older lady asked unbothered as she walked to Y/n's closet and started to take out many dresses from it.
Y/n sighed, Lady Priscilla was the only person who knew her secret and while she tried to talk her out of it, Y/n knew she wouldn't stop.
"Yes, and it was quite successful I might say." Y/n said with a proud smile and Lady Priscilla only chuckled, "I still cannot believe to risk your life to help those commoners." she said and Y/n looked at her with confusion.
"But they have nobody! Nottingham has Robin Hood and his Merry Men but who do our people have? Nobody." Y/n said and Lady Priscilla looked at her sadly.
"You've done far more than enough for our citizens, I know, it's just… What will happen when your family finds out? You know what they think of that Robin Hood...". Y/n frowned, "It will be fine Lady Priscilla. I can take care of myself! Besides, my identity is covered." She assured and Lady Priscilla nodded.
She then walked towards Y/n and as she was about to hand her a f/c gown she wrinkled her nose.
"You smell like horse and sweat, Your Royal Highness. Now go take a bath that I've prepared for you and get dressed, you have to look presentable for your trip to Nottingham for the week." she commented as she licked her thumb and wiped off a streak of mud from Y/n's cheek.
Y/n smiled awkwardly at Lady Priscilla and proceeded to take the dress and rush to the bathroom down the hallway and saw the bathtub filled with water. She cleaned herself up and washed her hair and dried it up with a cloth as she got dressed in the f/c dress Lady Priscilla.
She put on some shoes and walked to her room where Lady Priscilla was waiting for her to do her hair and make up. As Y/n sat down the table started to do her hair.
"Are you excited to spend the week in Prince John's palace in Nottingham and watch the jousting tournament my princess?" Lady Priscilla asked the h/c haired young woman as she sighed.
"Am I excited to spend time and watch Prince John win the tournament for the hundredth time? I do not think so." Y/n retorted and Lady Priscilla only laughed, "You know that Nottingham has skilled sportsmen my princess. Besides, he only wants to impress you." the older lady said as she finished styling Y/n's hair.
"Well he can go and impress other maidens across all of England for all I care." Y/n said, which made Lady Priscilla sigh, "Oh, that stubborn mind of yours, my princess..." the lady whispered as she distanced herself to look at Y/n's finished hair and smiled.
"You are good to go, my princess. Your family is waiting for you and your bags have been packed for the trip in the carriage." Lady Priscilla said and Y/n nodded and stood up.
"Yes Ma'am and thank you." she said as she made her way downstairs and was greeted by the royal staff who were carrying her bags outside into her family's carriage.
"Y/n dear! You look absolutely beautiful!" Y/n's mother walked to her and hugged her. "Thank you mother, you too." Y/n smiled as she let go of her mother.
"Your father is probably the most excited one out of all of us." M/n laughed as she walked to the carriage and started to talk to maids. Y/n stood to the side and observed the huge yard of her family's castle where maids and servants were running around.
"Oh! And how could I forget! We're not going to be going by carriage, that will be completely filled with our stuff and we will be traveling right besides with our horses." M/n said to Y/n who smiled.
She will see her trusted stallion! As if she hadn't seen him just this night as she was helping people around the town with him.
And just as M/n finished her sentence loud neighing could be heard from the stables. Y/n turned her head to the side and saw her horse running towards her. He stopped and brought his head to Y/n, wanting her to pet him. She laughed and patted the stallion on his white fur and mane.
"Hello Ruben, ready for the trip to Nottingham?" Y/n asked her hose and he shook his head and neighed, 'Yeah... I don't like it either...' Y/n thought. After a few moments, her father came rushing out of the stable on his horse and her mothers horse ran beside him.
"Ah! F/n dear! Thank you for bringing my horse to me." M/n thanked her husband who only laughed.
"No need for thank you my love, we must start our trip to Nottingham as soon as possible!" F/n exclaimed and Y/n sighed as her and her mother climbed on their horses.
They started to walk out the gates on their horses and the horse led carriage with guards on their horses followed closely. It may seem that Nottingham was far away but it was much closer than it looked.
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Once they arrived in Nottingham, Y/n felt extremely uncomfortable as she watched the state of the town. The people were dirty and there was dust everywhere.
She felt bad for the people here who did nothing, just waiting for something better to come. She hated to leave these people behind in order to follow the orders of someone who doesn't care what happens to them. Y/n wished she could just give it all up, but she knew there is no place for royalty here.
The people watched them with disdain but her parents and guards did not pay them any mind.
"Ah, I missed this place..." F/n said as he looked at the ginormous castle which was extremely well kept, unlike the rest of the huge town. Once they reached the castle, it was only the wide river that separated them from entering.
The guards that were standing on the towers of the castle signaled the guards who were down to to lower the ramp and after a few moments the ramp lowered allowing them inside.
They entered the luscious open court and were greeted by prince John and his father and mother.
"Ah! The L/n's! As people say, sugar comes last." King Arthur laughed as F/n, M/n and Y/n came down their horses and the servants took them out to the stable.
Both parents laughed and hugged each other, "Y/n dear! You have grown so much since I have last seen you! We have missed you greatly, especially John." Queen Eleanor, Prince John's mother, exclaimed as she went to hug Y/n who laughed at the last part of the sentence.
'Of course he did...' she taught as she released the hug and Queen Eleanor walked to her husband and Y/n's parents and they continued to walk down the court.
Prince John walked to Y/n after a few moments of silence and grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it, "Pleasure to see you after all this time my princess." he said as he straightened his posture and fixed his dirty blonde hair.
Y/n vaguely smiled, "Of course my prince." she said dryly and Prince John laughed as they started to walk down the court.
"Ah, I missed our banters so much, you have no idea. I still can't believe almost all of the noblemen and women came here to watch today's jousting tournament." Prince John said and Y/n chuckled, "Me too, John. It is not like it will be you who wins it again." she commented and Prince John smiled.
"What can I say, Y/n? You can't blame me for being the best." John said as he striated to the doors and stopped.
"I wish we could talk more but I only have ten minutes until the tournament starts and I and my horse have to get armored up." he said as he opened the doors which led to the main viewing area of the open field where hers and John's family was sitting with an empty seat for her.
"Do not forget to cheer for me, my princess!" Prince John winked as he once again grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it and before Y/n could say anything he rushed to the other side to get suited up and grab his horse.
Y/n walked onto the wooden viewing area and sat between her mother and father and as she sat she set her elbow onto the arm rest and placed her chin on the palm of her hand and sighed.
She observed the full benches of people who were anxiously waiting for the first day of the tournament to start. King Arthur saw that it was a good moment to stand up and motion for the sea of noblemen and women to quiet down.
"Welcome everyone and welcome to the first day of the tournament!" the king exclaimed, causing the crowd to burst into applause.
After some time the whole hall fell quiet again as the announcer called on the contestants to get ready. "Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Let the match begin!" A loud roar erupted through the crowd as they cheered and clapped. Everyone waited for the competitors to enter the field.
Soon enough a group of men walked out from a tunnel. They wore the same armor with different colored details so the crowd could tell them apart. There were 20 of them and each had a horse by his side.
Then all of a sudden a man walked up with a scroll in his hand and motioned for the knights to stand in one line and wait for him to speak.
"My name is Count Regan and I shall be announcing our 20 contestants!" Regan shouted as he walked up to the line of knights and read the scroll, "The first one is Prince John of Nottingham!" the man shouted and the crowd went wild.
Prince John stepped forward with his horse and took off his helmet revealing his dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes.
He winked in Y/n's direction as he bowed and put his helmet back off as he went back into the line. The announcer then went to call the other contestants and Y/n thought she would fall asleep by the time of it.
"Let the first match begin with Prince John and the Duke of York!" the announcer shouted and the crowd roared as the rest of the knights walked back into the tunnel with their horses, leaving only Prince Johna and the Duke of York alone. The crowd quieted down as each walked into their line and prepared their lances.
Prince John was clad in armor with dark blue details, the color well associated with his family while the Duke and his horse were clad in armor with dark yellow details.
Both stood opposite each other as the announcer began to count down, "Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Go!" The two immediately lunged forward, sending their lances in each other's direction. As they got closer Prince John shoved his lance into the Duke, successfully knocking him off his stallion.
Prince John jumped off his horse and walked to the Duke, "That was an easy win, wouldn't you agree Duke of York?" he laughed as he offered his metal clad hand to the Duke of York who only grunted and accepted the hand as he got up from the ground.
"And Prince John takes the win!" The announcer cheered as Prince John took off his helmet and laughed as he looked at the main viewing area where his family and Y/n and her family were seated. He put his helmet on and went back to his horse as the announcer listed the next contestants.
Y/n sighed as she began to daydream about her nightly adventures with her horse in Wayfield and how she hoped this would all end soon.
As the tournament progressed, it was once again obvious who would take the win.... Prince John.
Now it was time for the last match, Prince John against Prince Richard, and as they walked onto the arena everyone stared at them with anticipation. They both stood in their lanes waiting for the announcer to mark the beginning of the round.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Go!" The announcer roared and the two princes charged their horses towards each other.
Y/n watched as Prince John got closer to Prince Richard and when he was close enough, he suddenly thrust his lance in Prince Richard's chest and the crowd roared at the sight.
Prince Richard gasped and clutched onto his chest as he was knocked off his
horse and onto the ground.
As the cheering died down Prince John dismounted his horse and walked towards Richard, as he kneeled next to Richard he held his hand, "Grate battle, my Prince." he said as he gave him the winning handshake.
He backed off from Richard as everyone clapped in applause. The crowds cheered as they stood up from their seats and Prince John took off his helmet and held it under his arm as he dropped his lance on the ground.
"And the winner of today's tournament is Prince John of Nottingham!" the announcer declared. People clapped and yelled as they chanted his name over and over again.
'Now I see where he gets his big ego…' Y/n concluded as she watched John bathe in his fame until his father stood up and motioned for the crowd to calm and quiet down.
"Now! My dear noblemen and noblewomen! Me and King F/n have a huge announcement to make for all of you!" King Arthur spoke and Y/n looked at him with confusion. 'What important could he be announcing?' she thought.
"Our relationship with the royal family of Wayfield was always strong, going back to our great-grandparents. And on this day, we would like to announce that Princess Y/n would be wed to our dear son Prince John after the last tournament this week to make our bond even stronger!" King Arthur cheered and the crowd went wild with the clapping and cheering.
Y/n's head felt dizzy as she looked at her parents with betrayal in her eyes.
"How long have you been hiding this from me?!" Y/n angrily asked as she clenched her fists tightly. Her father looked at her sadly, "Y/n, my dove please, just listen and hear us out." he begged and Y/n stood up from her chair and as she was to exit the viewing area she was stopped by the guards.
"You cannot leave your chair, Miss." one of the guards said as she tried to run away from them. Y/n turned to hers and John's family with a flabbergasted expression as she was grabbed by one of the guards by her arm and escorted back to her chair.
This must be some sick joke because no way would she ever marry Prince John, a man who is nothing but spoiled and with the help of the Sheriff of Nottingham taxed and ruined the lives of the poor.
Once she was back in her chair she looked at her father and mother with anger evident in her e/c eyes, not speaking a word.
"My child, you know our intentions behind this marriage, it is for the best of you, Prince John and our future." M/n said reassuringly as she tried to comfort her distressed daughter who only stared at the ground.
After a few moments King Arthur went to address the crowd.
"Thank you, my kind friends and fellow countrymen! We will continue to celebrate our victory today in celebration of the engagement between Prince John of Nottingham and Princess Y/n of Wayfield! Let's pray to our Goddess for their happiness in the coming months!" Arthur said, raising his hands high above his head as the crowd continued to cheer.
After a while everyone started getting up and heading off to the great hall where there would be food and drinks waiting for those who wanted more entertainment.
As Y/n walked out the doors she was met with John clad in his formal clothes.
She glared at him and walked past him, but he caught up with her and grabbed her arm, yanking her back so he could look down at her. "Where do you think you're going?" he demanded as he pulled her back and placed a hand on her waist to keep her from moving.
"None of your concern." Y/n snapped as she pulled her arm free and made her way to the great hall where everyone was.
She heard footsteps coming behind her but ignored them. "Why aren't you happy about our marriage Y/n? What more could you want?!" John exclaimed as he caught up to her and grabbed her wrist before they reached the great hall.
"I don't want anything else than my freedom and I want to be able to live my life without you breathing down my neck!" Y/n shouted as she yanked her wrist free. "Please stop being selfish Y/n!" John shouted which made her gasp.
"Me!? Selfish!? The only one selfish here is you John! You're the one who makes the citizens pay unbelievable taxes and they have to starve and live on the streets!" Y/n yelled and John groaned, "I tax the people because without them, there wouldn't be us." John seethed at Y/n who only laughed dryly.
"Don't lie to yourself! It doesn't make a difference because you need more money to survive." Y/n spat as she looked away from him and continued to walk towards the hall.
Once she reached the huge and long table she sat next to her mother and stared at her plate.
Everyone seemed to be talking about different things and she didn't bother listening since the only thing she cared about was finding a way to get out of the castle and escape from John .
When dinner ended and everyone left Y/n was escorted into her room in the tower of the castle by one of the maids.
"Good night your Royal Highness, I will be there for you in the morning to help you get ready for the next tournament." The maid politely smiled at her as she exited the room, closing the door behind her and leaving Y/n alone in her room.
She let her body fall backwards onto her bed and stared at the ceiling as she tried to come up with a plan.
And then it hit her.
She would escape the castle with her horse! Thank God her family decides to go with their horses. She walked to her window and looked down.
"I must be extremely lucky today." she laughed as she saw huge balls of hay stacked onto one another on the wall of the castle.
The horse stable was just next to the hay and as she could see there weren't any guards there. She opened the window and shakily breathed as she took in the height of the tower and balls of hay.
"It's either this or Prince John." and as Y/n said that she jumped out the window and landed deep into the balls of hay, making the horses in the stable look up to see the commotion.
She gasped for air as she felt her heart beat the fastest it ever has. She climbed out of the hay and picked off straws of hay from her hair and dress.
Y/n sighed and walked into the huge horse stall, looking for her trusted horse Ruben. After a few minutes of looking she found the white stallion and rushed to him.
"There he is. Thank god you are here." Y/n softly spoke and rubbed her nose against Rubens cheek. Ruben neighed and nuzzled Y/n's other side causing Y/n to laugh.
But her happiness was shortly caught short as she heard footsteps coming near the stable. She frantically looked around and in panic jumped once again into a ball of hay inside Ruben's stall.
"Cedric, nobody is here! It is probably just the horses." A guard said and the other man laughed, "I know you think that, but maybe someone sneaked in. Maybe Robin Hood and his Merry Men have decided to steal our horses this time." he chuckled.
Y/n listened as the two guards laughed, "We should search this whole stable then." the first guard stated while Y/n held onto herself tightly. If the men search the entire stable they'll definitely find her. Then the second one groaned, "You know what... I'm too tired for that, let them steal the horses. Les horse shit for us to clean. Now let's go and close the main gate." and together they walked away from the stalls.
Y/n released a breath she didn't know she was holding and quickly moved out of the ball of hay and saddled up Ruben and began to dash out of the stalls and into the open court.
Ruben's hooves hitting the stone ground made all the guards jump out of their positions and chase after her to try and catch her.
"WE HAVE A FUGITIVE! CLOSE THE RAMP!" one of the guards shouted signaling for the guards on the tower to start closing the ramp.
Y/n panicked as she held onto Rubens reins and prayed to God that they would make it in time. As Ruben galloped faster and faster she felt tears stream down her face as she knew there was no stopping.
The sound of hoofbeats filled her ears and suddenly all she could focus on was her pounding heartbeat and the cries of the guards.
"ALERT THE MAIN GUARD! CHASE THE PRINCESS! SHE MUST NOT ESCAPE!" was the last thing she heard as she neared the closing ramp and Ruben ran up and jumped and landed on his feet, landing safely.
She turned around with her horse and saw the ramp was lowering and the guards were waiting to start chasing her. She motioned for Ruben to start running down the deep forest and they ran without stopping.
And as they ran through the forest, it became darker and darker, only the moonlight seeping through the leaves helping them see the path. As Y/n looked forward on the path she noticed a shadowy figure running across the path and before she could stop Ruben, they crashed into the figure making them all fall.
Y/n's head spun as she tried to get up and look up. She knew that Prince John's guards were hot on her heels and she had no time to rest.
She weakly got up and Ruben got up from the ground, neighing in dissatisfaction as his coat was now mudded. Y/n looked at her horse apologetically.
'What did we even collide with?' Y/n thought as she looked around herself, trying to locate the figure. Once she did she rushed to it and kneeled down. She moved the cloak from the figure's face which revealed a young man who appeared to be unconscious.
He was absolutely breathtaking to say the least; he had brown hair that was quite messy but suited him.
'Y/n! You have John's guards chasing you! There is no time to gawk!' she scolded herself as she tried to drag the young man into the tall grass behind a huge boulder.
But the problem was she was too weak to even budge him. "Holy shit-" Y/n grunted and looked over at her horse who was calmly grazing the grass. "I am glad you're enjoying yourself fresh grass now Ruben, but help me move this man!" Y/n begged her horse.
Ruben gave a loud nicker but obeyed and slowly walked to the man and bit him by the shirt and helped Y/n drag the young man off the path and behind the boulder.
When she laid him down she sighed and stood up, "Alright Ruben. you need to lay down here." Y/n told her horse who neighed in protest.
"Just do it Ruben!" Y/n snapped at the horse who obeyed as he sat down next to the man's unconscious body and rested his head on the unconscious mans lap.
And just in time she could hear Prince John's guards galloping on their horses and instinctively she grabbed Rubens muzzle to keep him quiet as she crouched down and hid herself from sight.
She waited until the noises of hoofbeats passed and sighed in relief. As she was looking at the path to ensure the guards were gone she heard a grunt coming from beside her. She jumped up and looked at the young man who was waking up.
"Oh God!" Y/n panicked as the man began to wake up.
Ruben took his head off his lap and stood up and went to graze grass in peace, leaving poor Y/n to deal with this.
She held her breath as the man opened his eyes and looked around in daze and confusion which quickly turned to hostility. He pulled up himself and glared at Y/n, "Who are you?" he snarled.
Y/n gulped as she took a step back from the man, "I-Is it truly important?" she said to the young man who only looked at her with confusion.
"You are dressed as a royal, for all I know you could be the daughter of a king or a queen." he said to Y/n who tried to come up with a lie to cover her ass.
"Well uhmm...." she began stuttering. "Yes? Go ahead, spit it out!" he snapped. "I stole all of this! That's why I'm dressed this way, you know, to fit in with the crowd." Y/n said, hoping he would believe her.
The man laughed, "You also stole this horse?" he asked as he motioned to the horse who picked up his head and whinnied at them.
"And does our pretty thief have a name?" the man asked as he put his hands on his hips and Y/n gulped. Should she say her real name? He probably didn't know who she was since she was from another town.
"My name is Y/n. And you are? It is not usual to encounter anybody lurking in the forest this late." Y/n said and the man laughed, "I am Joseph Joestar, but many know me as Robin Hood." he introduced himself. Y/n's eyes widened as she gasped.
Did she just almost kill the Robin Hood?!
She stared at the handsome man as she tried to wrap her head around the realization that the one and only Robin Hood was standing ahead of her.
Joseph laughed as he looked at her, "You look like you need some rest, my dear. If you want, you can rest tonight in our hideout and you can tell me all about your thievery." he said and Y/n's eyes sparkled in glee.
"I... Thank you so much!" she thanked the noble hero and he only chuckled, "No need for thank you-s my dear! I'm Robin Hood after all!" Joseph said with pride in his voice as he walked towards Ruben and smiled and gently patted the top of Ruben's head, causing the horse to huff happily.
"Well, let's head to our hideout, my Merry Me will be thrilled to know there is a new fellow thief." Joseph said as he grabbed Rubens rains and started to walk onto the path and Y/n followed suit.
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"So tell me Y/n, how did you manage to steal all of these things, and why?" Joseph asked as they walked down the dirt path.
Y/n sighed, "In my town people suffer from poverty and I couldn't just stand there, I had to do something. So I decided to steal the horse and this dress so I could sell them later and try to give money to the people in my town." Y/n said and Ruben lifted his head and neighed in surprise.
Y/n gave a look to her horse signaling him to behave so Joseph does not suspect anything.
Joseph nodded his head as his expression sank, "I completely understand my dear.... We have the same problems here. Prince John and the Sheriff of Nottingham are becoming more and more ruthless with their treatment of the people here and as I have heard, Prince John was to be wed to the Princess of Wayfield. Who in their right mind would want to marry that scum?" Joseph chuckled and Y/n laughed awkwardly.
"Right? That princess seems pretty crazy." Y/n said as she rubbed the nape of her neck and Ruben snorted as if agreeing. Y/n gave a judging look at her stallion who just neighed back innocently.
Joseph nodded his head, "You know, me and my group planned on sneaking in to the tournament to try to steal the money from the treasury but we were on the other side of the town helping people and now that you told me you have been there today I was thinking you would like to help us steal the money back from Prince John" he said and Y/n almost stopped in her tracks.
Was Robin Hood just giving her an opportunity to join his group? A smile crept across Y/n's face as Joseph spoke again, "That is if you agree to be our thief!" he said happily but Y/n couldn't help but feel sad knowing that her family was in that very castle wondering where she fled to.
Y/n forced a smile onto her face, "Yeah I'd love too.. I mean what else could I do anyway?" Y/n said and Joseph cheered, "Splendid my dear! I cannot wait to introduce you to my group! Now hurry along we are near our hideout!" he said as he tugged Rubens rains to fasten his pace up.
After walking through all the bushes and never ending trees, they finally made it to a bit of a clearing where a huge oak tree was in the center.
She looked closer and noticed there was a campfire set up just a few meters ahead of the tree and two men and a teenager sitting by it and talking.
As they heard the rustling which was caused by Y/n, Joseph and Ruben they abruptly stood up and grabbed their weapons.
"STOP!" yelled a blonde man as he held his dagger tightly in his hand as he looked at the distance.
Joseph began to laugh as they walked out onto the clearing, "Caesar! Do not fret for it is just me!" Joseph said as he released Rubens' rains and the horse happily neighed as he walked to the patch of grass that was next to him.
"And who is this woman next to you?" asked the man, "This is my dearest friends, is Y/n! She is a fellow thief who was just being chased by none other than Prince John's guards as she was almost caught stealing from them. " Joseph said, making the tall blonde man nod his head in acknowledgment.
"Really? Well that is quite impressive, I assume the horse is then stolen?" Caesar asked, making Ruben nicker as he grazed the grass. "He indeed is, one of Prince John's horses even." Y/n said with a laugh and all of a sudden the teenager ran to the horse and began patting it.
Ruben neighed in satisfaction as the boy began petting his mane making him neigh happily and rub against the boy's chest causing him to chuckle.
The man who was named Caesar approached Y/n and extended his hand, "Pleasure to meet you, my name is Caesar Zeppeli." he said shortly and Y/n grabbed his hand and shook it, "My name is Y/n and nice to meet you too Caesar." she replied.
Next came another blonde man but he had longer hair and a large scar across the left cheek, leading from his nose to his jaw.
"The name's friar Robert E. O. Speedwagon my lady, but you may call me friar Speedwagon." he bowed politely to Y/n. "A pleasure to meet you friar Speedwagon." she said as she gave him a slight bow as well.
Joseph came next to Y/n and pointed to the dark-skinned teen who was preoccupied with petting Ruben, "That is Smokey, and as you can see he loves horses." Joseph said with amusement in his voice and Smokey gave a sheepish grin as he stood up upon hearing his name being mentioned.
"Hello Miss Y/n!" Smokey smiled as he waved at the h/c haired woman who smiled back and waved back.
Joseph sighed, "Now that the introductions are finally done, we can go to rest and discuss our plans tomorrow morning." he said as he walked to the oak tree and took the bow and arrows that were laid against it.
"Smokey, you can lead Ruben near the tree and tie him to one of the branches so he won't wander off or fall into trouble." Joseph said and Smokey eagerly nodded his head as he grabbed Rubens' rains and led him near the huge oak tree and tied his rains to the lower branch.
They all went to sit by the fireplace and Y/n sighed as she looked around. Was this her new life? Is she truly free from Prince John's clutches? She sure hoped so...
"So... You also steal from Prince John?" Caesar asked Y/n as he began to sharpen his dagger.
Y/n nodded her head, "You could say so, but he isn't my main target, but some other noble men and women who travel through the forest of Wayfield." she said and Caesar nodded his head.
"Glad to know there are more kind hearted people here who steal from those idiots Prince John and Sheriff of Nottingham, Kars." Caesar said and friar Speedwagon shivered at the mention of the Sheriff Kars.
"Tomorrow he will come to the church to collect the gold... I hope he doesn't find the hidden part so we can give it to people at night.'' Friar Speedwagon said with fear in his voice and Caesar, who was next to him, placed a hand on his shoulder and sighed.
"It will be fine, Speedwagon. He is not that smart so he will not be able to find it." he said, trying to reassure him, but it didn't seem to do anything as Friar Speedwagon just continued to worry.
Joseph was sharpening his arrows as he felt something hit his shoulder and as he looked beside him, he saw Y/n's head resting on his shoulder.
"Miss Y/n..." Joseph whispered as he gently nudged her head. Y/n only muttered in response and Joseph chuckled quietly as the young girl fell asleep.
As time passed, Smokey and friar Speedwagon fell asleep too, leaving Joseph and Caesar alone on watch.
Caesar looked at the sleeping maiden and sighed, "... Are you sure we can trust her Joseph? We don't even know what she did in the past to get here and why she decided to steal from Prince John?" he asked and Joseph only stared straight forward as he tried to think of an answer.
"I don't know Caesarino... I just have a hunch that she will be a great addition to our group." Joseph said as he put away the last arrow and Caesar shook his head. "You and your hunches, Joseph" he sighed and Joseph chuckled.
"Have they ever been wrong Caesar?" Joseph laughed and Caesar curled up his eyebrow as he looked at his friend and leader, "You would be surprised at how much trouble we got in in the past because of your hunches." the tall blond man chuckled and Joseph huffed.
"But in the end, everything works out. Trust me, I have a good feeling about this." Joseph said and Caesar nodded his head as they fell into silence once again and the only thing that could be heard was Ruben grazing grass and the campfire crackling quietly.
Joseph looked at Y/n and smiled as he observed her features as her head rested on his arm. 'With that beauty I would have mistaken her for a princess...' Joseph chuckled in his mind as he tore his gaze away from her and looked at the starry night sky above them, shining brighter than ever before.
What awaited Y/n, Joseph and his Merry Men only tomorrow will know...
Summary: Robin Hood, or also known by his real name, Joseph Joestar, was a well known name across all of Nottingham as he stole from the rich and gave to the poor with the help of his group.
On the other side, Y/n was a princess from another town that ran away from her castle after her family announced the arranged marriage between her and the upcoming king of Nottingham, prince John.
After meeting each other after an incident in the forest, Joseph lets Y/n join their group and join them on many journeys to help the ones in need.
But will Y/n manage to escape her fate and live the life she wants or will prince John manage to catch her and marry her and steal her from Joseph?
This work is originally posted on Ao3 on my profile @Tena_HH
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Chapter one, Runaway princess
Once upon a time, there were two towns, Nottingham and Wayfield. The two towns thrived by having plenty of wealth, and had been able to keep their peace for years due to the constant trade of goods from the neighboring towns and most importantly, taxing the poor.
For the townsfolk it was devastating that every time the town guards went to collect the taxes they raised the price which many people couldn't afford so they were imprisoned.
They didn't deserve to live such harsh lives. But they never stopped trying. If they weren't going to sell their things to the town then they were going to rob the town’s storehouses or shops at least, and if that wasn't possible they would try to steal food and money.
That's where our hero comes into the story, Robin Hood. He was the hero who stole from the rich and gave to the poor. He was the last sliver of hope for the people of Nottingham.
He was kind and compassionate. One of the best men of the age, he was admired all across Nottingham and Wayfield. He knew that people were struggling because of taxes while the rich only saw themselves getting richer everyday. So with great courage, he and his group decided that they had to help those in need of his help.
The people of Wayfield unfortunately only heard the stories of the legendary Robin Hood and his Merry Men, but they themselves had a little less known hero who always wore a dark cloak and appeared only at night. And it was none other than princess Y/n herself.
Albeit she couldn't steal as swiftly as the Robin Hood and his Merry Men, she tried to help in other ways. She offered to take any of the poor in her village who needed food and shelter.
She even asked that they not tell anyone about this because she didn't want any problems with the royal family, her family. But it seemed like everyone wanted to talk about her since rumors spread through the whole kingdom soon enough.
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As Y/n snuck back into her room through the window in the early morning hours she took off her cloak and tossed it onto her bed she turned around and was met with a familiar figure. It was her lady-in-waiting, Lady Priscilla.
"Back from your heroic duties, your Royal Highness?" the older lady asked unbothered as she walked to Y/n's closet and started to take out many dresses from it.
Y/n sighed, Lady Priscilla was the only person who knew her secret and while she tried to talk her out of it, Y/n knew she wouldn't stop.
"Yes, and it was quite successful I might say." Y/n said with a proud smile and Lady Priscilla only chuckled, "I still cannot believe to risk your life to help those commoners." she said and Y/n looked at her with confusion.
"But they have nobody! Nottingham has Robin Hood and his Merry Men but who do our people have? Nobody." Y/n said and Lady Priscilla looked at her sadly.
"You've done far more than enough for our citizens, I know, it's just… What will happen when your family finds out? You know what they think of that Robin Hood...". Y/n frowned, "It will be fine Lady Priscilla. I can take care of myself! Besides, my identity is covered." She assured and Lady Priscilla nodded.
She then walked towards Y/n and as she was about to hand her a f/c gown she wrinkled her nose.
"You smell like horse and sweat, Your Royal Highness. Now go take a bath that I've prepared for you and get dressed, you have to look presentable for your trip to Nottingham for the week." she commented as she licked her thumb and wiped off a streak of mud from Y/n's cheek.
Y/n smiled awkwardly at Lady Priscilla and proceeded to take the dress and rush to the bathroom down the hallway and saw the bathtub filled with water. She cleaned herself up and washed her hair and dried it up with a cloth as she got dressed in the f/c dress Lady Priscilla.
She put on some shoes and walked to her room where Lady Priscilla was waiting for her to do her hair and make up. As Y/n sat down the table started to do her hair.
"Are you excited to spend the week in Prince John's palace in Nottingham and watch the jousting tournament my princess?" Lady Priscilla asked the h/c haired young woman as she sighed.
"Am I excited to spend time and watch Prince John win the tournament for the hundredth time? I do not think so." Y/n retorted and Lady Priscilla only laughed, "You know that Nottingham has skilled sportsmen my princess. Besides, he only wants to impress you." the older lady said as she finished styling Y/n's hair.
"Well he can go and impress other maidens across all of England for all I care." Y/n said, which made Lady Priscilla sigh, "Oh, that stubborn mind of yours, my princess..." the lady whispered as she distanced herself to look at Y/n's finished hair and smiled.
"You are good to go, my princess. Your family is waiting for you and your bags have been packed for the trip in the carriage." Lady Priscilla said and Y/n nodded and stood up.
"Yes Ma'am and thank you." she said as she made her way downstairs and was greeted by the royal staff who were carrying her bags outside into her family's carriage.
"Y/n dear! You look absolutely beautiful!" Y/n's mother walked to her and hugged her. "Thank you mother, you too." Y/n smiled as she let go of her mother.
"Your father is probably the most excited one out of all of us." M/n laughed as she walked to the carriage and started to talk to maids. Y/n stood to the side and observed the huge yard of her family's castle where maids and servants were running around.
"Oh! And how could I forget! We're not going to be going by carriage, that will be completely filled with our stuff and we will be traveling right besides with our horses." M/n said to Y/n who smiled.
She will see her trusted stallion! As if she hadn't seen him just this night as she was helping people around the town with him.
And just as M/n finished her sentence loud neighing could be heard from the stables. Y/n turned her head to the side and saw her horse running towards her. He stopped and brought his head to Y/n, wanting her to pet him. She laughed and patted the stallion on his white fur and mane.
"Hello Ruben, ready for the trip to Nottingham?" Y/n asked her hose and he shook his head and neighed, 'Yeah... I don't like it either...' Y/n thought. After a few moments, her father came rushing out of the stable on his horse and her mothers horse ran beside him.
"Ah! F/n dear! Thank you for bringing my horse to me." M/n thanked her husband who only laughed.
"No need for thank you my love, we must start our trip to Nottingham as soon as possible!" F/n exclaimed and Y/n sighed as her and her mother climbed on their horses.
They started to walk out the gates on their horses and the horse led carriage with guards on their horses followed closely. It may seem that Nottingham was far away but it was much closer than it looked.
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Once they arrived in Nottingham, Y/n felt extremely uncomfortable as she watched the state of the town. The people were dirty and there was dust everywhere.
She felt bad for the people here who did nothing, just waiting for something better to come. She hated to leave these people behind in order to follow the orders of someone who doesn't care what happens to them. Y/n wished she could just give it all up, but she knew there is no place for royalty here.
The people watched them with disdain but her parents and guards did not pay them any mind.
"Ah, I missed this place..." F/n said as he looked at the ginormous castle which was extremely well kept, unlike the rest of the huge town. Once they reached the castle, it was only the wide river that separated them from entering.
The guards that were standing on the towers of the castle signaled the guards who were down to to lower the ramp and after a few moments the ramp lowered allowing them inside.
They entered the luscious open court and were greeted by prince John and his father and mother.
"Ah! The L/n's! As people say, sugar comes last." King Arthur laughed as F/n, M/n and Y/n came down their horses and the servants took them out to the stable.
Both parents laughed and hugged each other, "Y/n dear! You have grown so much since I have last seen you! We have missed you greatly, especially John." Queen Eleanor, Prince John's mother, exclaimed as she went to hug Y/n who laughed at the last part of the sentence.
'Of course he did...' she taught as she released the hug and Queen Eleanor walked to her husband and Y/n's parents and they continued to walk down the court.
Prince John walked to Y/n after a few moments of silence and grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it, "Pleasure to see you after all this time my princess." he said as he straightened his posture and fixed his dirty blonde hair.
Y/n vaguely smiled, "Of course my prince." she said dryly and Prince John laughed as they started to walk down the court.
"Ah, I missed our banters so much, you have no idea. I still can't believe almost all of the noblemen and women came here to watch today's jousting tournament." Prince John said and Y/n chuckled, "Me too, John. It is not like it will be you who wins it again." she commented and Prince John smiled.
"What can I say, Y/n? You can't blame me for being the best." John said as he striated to the doors and stopped.
"I wish we could talk more but I only have ten minutes until the tournament starts and I and my horse have to get armored up." he said as he opened the doors which led to the main viewing area of the open field where hers and John's family was sitting with an empty seat for her.
"Do not forget to cheer for me, my princess!" Prince John winked as he once again grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it and before Y/n could say anything he rushed to the other side to get suited up and grab his horse.
Y/n walked onto the wooden viewing area and sat between her mother and father and as she sat she set her elbow onto the arm rest and placed her chin on the palm of her hand and sighed.
She observed the full benches of people who were anxiously waiting for the first day of the tournament to start. King Arthur saw that it was a good moment to stand up and motion for the sea of noblemen and women to quiet down.
"Welcome everyone and welcome to the first day of the tournament!" the king exclaimed, causing the crowd to burst into applause.
After some time the whole hall fell quiet again as the announcer called on the contestants to get ready. "Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Let the match begin!" A loud roar erupted through the crowd as they cheered and clapped. Everyone waited for the competitors to enter the field.
Soon enough a group of men walked out from a tunnel. They wore the same armor with different colored details so the crowd could tell them apart. There were 20 of them and each had a horse by his side.
Then all of a sudden a man walked up with a scroll in his hand and motioned for the knights to stand in one line and wait for him to speak.
"My name is Count Regan and I shall be announcing our 20 contestants!" Regan shouted as he walked up to the line of knights and read the scroll, "The first one is Prince John of Nottingham!" the man shouted and the crowd went wild.
Prince John stepped forward with his horse and took off his helmet revealing his dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes.
He winked in Y/n's direction as he bowed and put his helmet back off as he went back into the line. The announcer then went to call the other contestants and Y/n thought she would fall asleep by the time of it.
"Let the first match begin with Prince John and the Duke of York!" the announcer shouted and the crowd roared as the rest of the knights walked back into the tunnel with their horses, leaving only Prince Johna and the Duke of York alone. The crowd quieted down as each walked into their line and prepared their lances.
Prince John was clad in armor with dark blue details, the color well associated with his family while the Duke and his horse were clad in armor with dark yellow details.
Both stood opposite each other as the announcer began to count down, "Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Go!" The two immediately lunged forward, sending their lances in each other's direction. As they got closer Prince John shoved his lance into the Duke, successfully knocking him off his stallion.
Prince John jumped off his horse and walked to the Duke, "That was an easy win, wouldn't you agree Duke of York?" he laughed as he offered his metal clad hand to the Duke of York who only grunted and accepted the hand as he got up from the ground.
"And Prince John takes the win!" The announcer cheered as Prince John took off his helmet and laughed as he looked at the main viewing area where his family and Y/n and her family were seated. He put his helmet on and went back to his horse as the announcer listed the next contestants.
Y/n sighed as she began to daydream about her nightly adventures with her horse in Wayfield and how she hoped this would all end soon.
As the tournament progressed, it was once again obvious who would take the win.... Prince John.
Now it was time for the last match, Prince John against Prince Richard, and as they walked onto the arena everyone stared at them with anticipation. They both stood in their lanes waiting for the announcer to mark the beginning of the round.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Go!" The announcer roared and the two princes charged their horses towards each other.
Y/n watched as Prince John got closer to Prince Richard and when he was close enough, he suddenly thrust his lance in Prince Richard's chest and the crowd roared at the sight.
Prince Richard gasped and clutched onto his chest as he was knocked off his
horse and onto the ground.
As the cheering died down Prince John dismounted his horse and walked towards Richard, as he kneeled next to Richard he held his hand, "Grate battle, my Prince." he said as he gave him the winning handshake.
He backed off from Richard as everyone clapped in applause. The crowds cheered as they stood up from their seats and Prince John took off his helmet and held it under his arm as he dropped his lance on the ground.
"And the winner of today's tournament is Prince John of Nottingham!" the announcer declared. People clapped and yelled as they chanted his name over and over again.
'Now I see where he gets his big ego…' Y/n concluded as she watched John bathe in his fame until his father stood up and motioned for the crowd to calm and quiet down.
"Now! My dear noblemen and noblewomen! Me and King F/n have a huge announcement to make for all of you!" King Arthur spoke and Y/n looked at him with confusion. 'What important could he be announcing?' she thought.
"Our relationship with the royal family of Wayfield was always strong, going back to our great-grandparents. And on this day, we would like to announce that Princess Y/n would be wed to our dear son Prince John after the last tournament this week to make our bond even stronger!" King Arthur cheered and the crowd went wild with the clapping and cheering.
Y/n's head felt dizzy as she looked at her parents with betrayal in her eyes.
"How long have you been hiding this from me?!" Y/n angrily asked as she clenched her fists tightly. Her father looked at her sadly, "Y/n, my dove please, just listen and hear us out." he begged and Y/n stood up from her chair and as she was to exit the viewing area she was stopped by the guards.
"You cannot leave your chair, Miss." one of the guards said as she tried to run away from them. Y/n turned to hers and John's family with a flabbergasted expression as she was grabbed by one of the guards by her arm and escorted back to her chair.
This must be some sick joke because no way would she ever marry Prince John, a man who is nothing but spoiled and with the help of the Sheriff of Nottingham taxed and ruined the lives of the poor.
Once she was back in her chair she looked at her father and mother with anger evident in her e/c eyes, not speaking a word.
"My child, you know our intentions behind this marriage, it is for the best of you, Prince John and our future." M/n said reassuringly as she tried to comfort her distressed daughter who only stared at the ground.
After a few moments King Arthur went to address the crowd.
"Thank you, my kind friends and fellow countrymen! We will continue to celebrate our victory today in celebration of the engagement between Prince John of Nottingham and Princess Y/n of Wayfield! Let's pray to our Goddess for their happiness in the coming months!" Arthur said, raising his hands high above his head as the crowd continued to cheer.
After a while everyone started getting up and heading off to the great hall where there would be food and drinks waiting for those who wanted more entertainment.
As Y/n walked out the doors she was met with John clad in his formal clothes.
She glared at him and walked past him, but he caught up with her and grabbed her arm, yanking her back so he could look down at her. "Where do you think you're going?" he demanded as he pulled her back and placed a hand on her waist to keep her from moving.
"None of your concern." Y/n snapped as she pulled her arm free and made her way to the great hall where everyone was.
She heard footsteps coming behind her but ignored them. "Why aren't you happy about our marriage Y/n? What more could you want?!" John exclaimed as he caught up to her and grabbed her wrist before they reached the great hall.
"I don't want anything else than my freedom and I want to be able to live my life without you breathing down my neck!" Y/n shouted as she yanked her wrist free. "Please stop being selfish Y/n!" John shouted which made her gasp.
"Me!? Selfish!? The only one selfish here is you John! You're the one who makes the citizens pay unbelievable taxes and they have to starve and live on the streets!" Y/n yelled and John groaned, "I tax the people because without them, there wouldn't be us." John seethed at Y/n who only laughed dryly.
"Don't lie to yourself! It doesn't make a difference because you need more money to survive." Y/n spat as she looked away from him and continued to walk towards the hall.
Once she reached the huge and long table she sat next to her mother and stared at her plate.
Everyone seemed to be talking about different things and she didn't bother listening since the only thing she cared about was finding a way to get out of the castle and escape from John .
When dinner ended and everyone left Y/n was escorted into her room in the tower of the castle by one of the maids.
"Good night your Royal Highness, I will be there for you in the morning to help you get ready for the next tournament." The maid politely smiled at her as she exited the room, closing the door behind her and leaving Y/n alone in her room.
She let her body fall backwards onto her bed and stared at the ceiling as she tried to come up with a plan.
And then it hit her.
She would escape the castle with her horse! Thank God her family decides to go with their horses. She walked to her window and looked down.
"I must be extremely lucky today." she laughed as she saw huge balls of hay stacked onto one another on the wall of the castle.
The horse stable was just next to the hay and as she could see there weren't any guards there. She opened the window and shakily breathed as she took in the height of the tower and balls of hay.
"It's either this or Prince John." and as Y/n said that she jumped out the window and landed deep into the balls of hay, making the horses in the stable look up to see the commotion.
She gasped for air as she felt her heart beat the fastest it ever has. She climbed out of the hay and picked off straws of hay from her hair and dress.
Y/n sighed and walked into the huge horse stall, looking for her trusted horse Ruben. After a few minutes of looking she found the white stallion and rushed to him.
"There he is. Thank god you are here." Y/n softly spoke and rubbed her nose against Rubens cheek. Ruben neighed and nuzzled Y/n's other side causing Y/n to laugh.
But her happiness was shortly caught short as she heard footsteps coming near the stable. She frantically looked around and in panic jumped once again into a ball of hay inside Ruben's stall.
"Cedric, nobody is here! It is probably just the horses." A guard said and the other man laughed, "I know you think that, but maybe someone sneaked in. Maybe Robin Hood and his Merry Men have decided to steal our horses this time." he chuckled.
Y/n listened as the two guards laughed, "We should search this whole stable then." the first guard stated while Y/n held onto herself tightly. If the men search the entire stable they'll definitely find her. Then the second one groaned, "You know what... I'm too tired for that, let them steal the horses. Les horse shit for us to clean. Now let's go and close the main gate." and together they walked away from the stalls.
Y/n released a breath she didn't know she was holding and quickly moved out of the ball of hay and saddled up Ruben and began to dash out of the stalls and into the open court.
Ruben's hooves hitting the stone ground made all the guards jump out of their positions and chase after her to try and catch her.
"WE HAVE A FUGITIVE! CLOSE THE RAMP!" one of the guards shouted signaling for the guards on the tower to start closing the ramp.
Y/n panicked as she held onto Rubens reins and prayed to God that they would make it in time. As Ruben galloped faster and faster she felt tears stream down her face as she knew there was no stopping.
The sound of hoofbeats filled her ears and suddenly all she could focus on was her pounding heartbeat and the cries of the guards.
"ALERT THE MAIN GUARD! CHASE THE PRINCESS! SHE MUST NOT ESCAPE!" was the last thing she heard as she neared the closing ramp and Ruben ran up and jumped and landed on his feet, landing safely.
She turned around with her horse and saw the ramp was lowering and the guards were waiting to start chasing her. She motioned for Ruben to start running down the deep forest and they ran without stopping.
And as they ran through the forest, it became darker and darker, only the moonlight seeping through the leaves helping them see the path. As Y/n looked forward on the path she noticed a shadowy figure running across the path and before she could stop Ruben, they crashed into the figure making them all fall.
Y/n's head spun as she tried to get up and look up. She knew that Prince John's guards were hot on her heels and she had no time to rest.
She weakly got up and Ruben got up from the ground, neighing in dissatisfaction as his coat was now mudded. Y/n looked at her horse apologetically.
'What did we even collide with?' Y/n thought as she looked around herself, trying to locate the figure. Once she did she rushed to it and kneeled down. She moved the cloak from the figure's face which revealed a young man who appeared to be unconscious.
He was absolutely breathtaking to say the least; he had brown hair that was quite messy but suited him.
'Y/n! You have John's guards chasing you! There is no time to gawk!' she scolded herself as she tried to drag the young man into the tall grass behind a huge boulder.
But the problem was she was too weak to even budge him. "Holy shit-" Y/n grunted and looked over at her horse who was calmly grazing the grass. "I am glad you're enjoying yourself fresh grass now Ruben, but help me move this man!" Y/n begged her horse.
Ruben gave a loud nicker but obeyed and slowly walked to the man and bit him by the shirt and helped Y/n drag the young man off the path and behind the boulder.
When she laid him down she sighed and stood up, "Alright Ruben. you need to lay down here." Y/n told her horse who neighed in protest.
"Just do it Ruben!" Y/n snapped at the horse who obeyed as he sat down next to the man's unconscious body and rested his head on the unconscious mans lap.
And just in time she could hear Prince John's guards galloping on their horses and instinctively she grabbed Rubens muzzle to keep him quiet as she crouched down and hid herself from sight.
She waited until the noises of hoofbeats passed and sighed in relief. As she was looking at the path to ensure the guards were gone she heard a grunt coming from beside her. She jumped up and looked at the young man who was waking up.
"Oh God!" Y/n panicked as the man began to wake up.
Ruben took his head off his lap and stood up and went to graze grass in peace, leaving poor Y/n to deal with this.
She held her breath as the man opened his eyes and looked around in daze and confusion which quickly turned to hostility. He pulled up himself and glared at Y/n, "Who are you?" he snarled.
Y/n gulped as she took a step back from the man, "I-Is it truly important?" she said to the young man who only looked at her with confusion.
"You are dressed as a royal, for all I know you could be the daughter of a king or a queen." he said to Y/n who tried to come up with a lie to cover her ass.
"Well uhmm...." she began stuttering. "Yes? Go ahead, spit it out!" he snapped. "I stole all of this! That's why I'm dressed this way, you know, to fit in with the crowd." Y/n said, hoping he would believe her.
The man laughed, "You also stole this horse?" he asked as he motioned to the horse who picked up his head and whinnied at them.
"And does our pretty thief have a name?" the man asked as he put his hands on his hips and Y/n gulped. Should she say her real name? He probably didn't know who she was since she was from another town.
"My name is Y/n. And you are? It is not usual to encounter anybody lurking in the forest this late." Y/n said and the man laughed, "I am Joseph Joestar, but many know me as Robin Hood." he introduced himself. Y/n's eyes widened as she gasped.
Did she just almost kill the Robin Hood?!
She stared at the handsome man as she tried to wrap her head around the realization that the one and only Robin Hood was standing ahead of her.
Joseph laughed as he looked at her, "You look like you need some rest, my dear. If you want, you can rest tonight in our hideout and you can tell me all about your thievery." he said and Y/n's eyes sparkled in glee.
"I... Thank you so much!" she thanked the noble hero and he only chuckled, "No need for thank you-s my dear! I'm Robin Hood after all!" Joseph said with pride in his voice as he walked towards Ruben and smiled and gently patted the top of Ruben's head, causing the horse to huff happily.
"Well, let's head to our hideout, my Merry Me will be thrilled to know there is a new fellow thief." Joseph said as he grabbed Rubens rains and started to walk onto the path and Y/n followed suit.
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"So tell me Y/n, how did you manage to steal all of these things, and why?" Joseph asked as they walked down the dirt path.
Y/n sighed, "In my town people suffer from poverty and I couldn't just stand there, I had to do something. So I decided to steal the horse and this dress so I could sell them later and try to give money to the people in my town." Y/n said and Ruben lifted his head and neighed in surprise.
Y/n gave a look to her horse signaling him to behave so Joseph does not suspect anything.
Joseph nodded his head as his expression sank, "I completely understand my dear.... We have the same problems here. Prince John and the Sheriff of Nottingham are becoming more and more ruthless with their treatment of the people here and as I have heard, Prince John was to be wed to the Princess of Wayfield. Who in their right mind would want to marry that scum?" Joseph chuckled and Y/n laughed awkwardly.
"Right? That princess seems pretty crazy." Y/n said as she rubbed the nape of her neck and Ruben snorted as if agreeing. Y/n gave a judging look at her stallion who just neighed back innocently.
Joseph nodded his head, "You know, me and my group planned on sneaking in to the tournament to try to steal the money from the treasury but we were on the other side of the town helping people and now that you told me you have been there today I was thinking you would like to help us steal the money back from Prince John" he said and Y/n almost stopped in her tracks.
Was Robin Hood just giving her an opportunity to join his group? A smile crept across Y/n's face as Joseph spoke again, "That is if you agree to be our thief!" he said happily but Y/n couldn't help but feel sad knowing that her family was in that very castle wondering where she fled to.
Y/n forced a smile onto her face, "Yeah I'd love too.. I mean what else could I do anyway?" Y/n said and Joseph cheered, "Splendid my dear! I cannot wait to introduce you to my group! Now hurry along we are near our hideout!" he said as he tugged Rubens rains to fasten his pace up.
After walking through all the bushes and never ending trees, they finally made it to a bit of a clearing where a huge oak tree was in the center.
She looked closer and noticed there was a campfire set up just a few meters ahead of the tree and two men and a teenager sitting by it and talking.
As they heard the rustling which was caused by Y/n, Joseph and Ruben they abruptly stood up and grabbed their weapons.
"STOP!" yelled a blonde man as he held his dagger tightly in his hand as he looked at the distance.
Joseph began to laugh as they walked out onto the clearing, "Caesar! Do not fret for it is just me!" Joseph said as he released Rubens' rains and the horse happily neighed as he walked to the patch of grass that was next to him.
"And who is this woman next to you?" asked the man, "This is my dearest friends, is Y/n! She is a fellow thief who was just being chased by none other than Prince John's guards as she was almost caught stealing from them. " Joseph said, making the tall blonde man nod his head in acknowledgment.
"Really? Well that is quite impressive, I assume the horse is then stolen?" Caesar asked, making Ruben nicker as he grazed the grass. "He indeed is, one of Prince John's horses even." Y/n said with a laugh and all of a sudden the teenager ran to the horse and began patting it.
Ruben neighed in satisfaction as the boy began petting his mane making him neigh happily and rub against the boy's chest causing him to chuckle.
The man who was named Caesar approached Y/n and extended his hand, "Pleasure to meet you, my name is Caesar Zeppeli." he said shortly and Y/n grabbed his hand and shook it, "My name is Y/n and nice to meet you too Caesar." she replied.
Next came another blonde man but he had longer hair and a large scar across the left cheek, leading from his nose to his jaw.
"The name's friar Robert E. O. Speedwagon my lady, but you may call me friar Speedwagon." he bowed politely to Y/n. "A pleasure to meet you friar Speedwagon." she said as she gave him a slight bow as well.
Joseph came next to Y/n and pointed to the dark-skinned teen who was preoccupied with petting Ruben, "That is Smokey, and as you can see he loves horses." Joseph said with amusement in his voice and Smokey gave a sheepish grin as he stood up upon hearing his name being mentioned.
"Hello Miss Y/n!" Smokey smiled as he waved at the h/c haired woman who smiled back and waved back.
Joseph sighed, "Now that the introductions are finally done, we can go to rest and discuss our plans tomorrow morning." he said as he walked to the oak tree and took the bow and arrows that were laid against it.
"Smokey, you can lead Ruben near the tree and tie him to one of the branches so he won't wander off or fall into trouble." Joseph said and Smokey eagerly nodded his head as he grabbed Rubens' rains and led him near the huge oak tree and tied his rains to the lower branch.
They all went to sit by the fireplace and Y/n sighed as she looked around. Was this her new life? Is she truly free from Prince John's clutches? She sure hoped so...
"So... You also steal from Prince John?" Caesar asked Y/n as he began to sharpen his dagger.
Y/n nodded her head, "You could say so, but he isn't my main target, but some other noble men and women who travel through the forest of Wayfield." she said and Caesar nodded his head.
"Glad to know there are more kind hearted people here who steal from those idiots Prince John and Sheriff of Nottingham, Kars." Caesar said and friar Speedwagon shivered at the mention of the Sheriff Kars.
"Tomorrow he will come to the church to collect the gold... I hope he doesn't find the hidden part so we can give it to people at night.'' Friar Speedwagon said with fear in his voice and Caesar, who was next to him, placed a hand on his shoulder and sighed.
"It will be fine, Speedwagon. He is not that smart so he will not be able to find it." he said, trying to reassure him, but it didn't seem to do anything as Friar Speedwagon just continued to worry.
Joseph was sharpening his arrows as he felt something hit his shoulder and as he looked beside him, he saw Y/n's head resting on his shoulder.
"Miss Y/n..." Joseph whispered as he gently nudged her head. Y/n only muttered in response and Joseph chuckled quietly as the young girl fell asleep.
As time passed, Smokey and friar Speedwagon fell asleep too, leaving Joseph and Caesar alone on watch.
Caesar looked at the sleeping maiden and sighed, "... Are you sure we can trust her Joseph? We don't even know what she did in the past to get here and why she decided to steal from Prince John?" he asked and Joseph only stared straight forward as he tried to think of an answer.
"I don't know Caesarino... I just have a hunch that she will be a great addition to our group." Joseph said as he put away the last arrow and Caesar shook his head. "You and your hunches, Joseph" he sighed and Joseph chuckled.
"Have they ever been wrong Caesar?" Joseph laughed and Caesar curled up his eyebrow as he looked at his friend and leader, "You would be surprised at how much trouble we got in in the past because of your hunches." the tall blond man chuckled and Joseph huffed.
"But in the end, everything works out. Trust me, I have a good feeling about this." Joseph said and Caesar nodded his head as they fell into silence once again and the only thing that could be heard was Ruben grazing grass and the campfire crackling quietly.
Joseph looked at Y/n and smiled as he observed her features as her head rested on his arm. 'With that beauty I would have mistaken her for a princess...' Joseph chuckled in his mind as he tore his gaze away from her and looked at the starry night sky above them, shining brighter than ever before.
What awaited Y/n, Joseph and his Merry Men only tomorrow will know...
Where was I now? What happened to me? Where were Gyro, Y/n and Alyson? But most importantly…
Who won?
I tried to move and I felt something quite soft under me, but I couldn’t move my legs. Panic settled in me and the silence turned into a loud beeping machine and a female voice in the background.
“AAH!” I screamed as I opened my eyes and sat on the soft surface, but I quickly covered them from all the harsh lighting hitting my eyes. I tried to push my legs off the bed but a stinging pain ran through my body and I quickly laid down.
“Johnny!” exclaimed a female voice, which I still couldn't recognize from all the buzzing. I groaned as I slowly removed my hand from my eyes as I looked in the girls direction. I blinked a few times and after my vision finally cleared up I recognized her.
“... Y/n?” I asked in disbelief. She nodded her head, “Yeah, it’s me.” she said with a worried expression as she looked at my eyes. “What happened to me? Where's Gyro? What happened to the race-” I went on a rant until she shushed me. I sighed as I finally took in my surroundings.
Y/n sighed as she averted her gaze from me, “Yeah… Your car's brakes had a malfunction or something which made you crash into the garage wall. I don’t know how to break it to you any other way so I’m just going to say it… You broke both of your legs as you crashed into the garage. Doctors have yet to say how long it would take for your legs to heal-”
“WHAT!?” I screeched as I threw off the thin blanket and it revealed my both legs in a splint. I could feel my heart beat increase and the heart monitor was going crazy. My throat dried up and I stared at my legs in utter horror.
Y/n got up from her chair and sat on the bed, “Hey! Johnny! It’s going to be fine! Just breathe!” she tried to calm me but my mind was going all over the place. “How can I calm down! How will I race!?” I exclaimed as I gripped the edges of the bed.
“... I don’t know. Your legs will have to heal before anything.” Y/n said and I rolled my eyes. “Yeah no fucking shit! Where's Gyro?” I asked, still breathing heavily. “He’s outside talking to the doctors-”
“Johnny! You’re awake!” Gyro exclaimed as he slammed the doors open. “I wish I wasn’t…” I seethed and Gyro rolled his eyes. “Hey, hey, hey buddy. Don’t say shit like that now.” he said as he sat by my bed.
“What else can I say? I can’t race for I don’t know how long and that shit eater Brando won the race unfairly!” I exclaimed and both Y/n and Gyro sighed. “We know Johnny, I’m doing everything I can. Doctors said that your legs need to properly heal before anything.” he said and I gulped slightly.
“How long will it take for my legs to heal?” I asked, slightly afraid of the answer. “The doctors said three and half months minimum.” Gyro said with a saddened tone. I closed my eyes and sighed shakily.
After a few quiet moments Gyro spoke up, “The good news is that the organization decided to hold the race one more time, and only because it was the grand finale. But they gave a month tops for you to prepare for it.”
“Can’t you postpone it? You obviously know the people there very well.” Y/n said and I nodded my head. Gyro sighed, “There's no way, in this ‘industry’ there's no waiting. They need to earn money and when you can’t race you're basically useless. They probably found the replacement for the future already.”
I stayed quiet and started to think. No way I would be able to race so I had to come up with something. And all of a sudden an idea popped up in my head as I looked at Y/n who was nervously looking at the black screen of her phone.
“That’s it! A replacement!” I exclaimed as I smiled. Both Gyro and Y/n turned to me and looked at me with confused expressions. “What do you mean by that?” Y/n asked and I laughed.
“Somebody will replace me! Simple as that! I never take off my helmet so that won’t be a problem.” I smiled. “And who exactly do you have in mind to replace you? I sure as hell can’t, I’m too tall for you.” Gyro snickered.
And just as I was about to open my mouth, Y/n’s phone rang. “Shit! I’m so sorry guys! I have to take this call.” she said and she seemed really panicked. Gyro stood up and walked to the doors, “I’ll go get you some food by the time she’s on call.” he said and I nodded my head.
As he walked out and closed the doors I was left in the room with Y/n who was nervously pacing around and muttering into the phone. I didn’t have much time and before I could stop myself I blurted out the question;
"Will you be my replacement for the race!?”
Y/n didn’t lift her gaze from the floor and only said - “Yeah, sure of course- No Mia, I wasn’t saying that to you-”, and she continued on with her call.
‘Well, that's a good enough answer.’ I thought as a big smile crept on my face. Not only was my title saved, but I won’t let my idol down, M/n L/n. I watched her as a kid and she was the reason I race today, albeit not legally but who cares, racing is racing.
Y/n ended the call and sighed as she looked at me, “And what got you so happy?” she asked and I laughed, "You said you would replace me in the race against Brando!" I said happily and her face paled and her phone fell on the floor.
“WHEN DID I AGREE TO THIS?!” Y/n shouted and I looked at her weirdly, “Just a few moments ago. And there's no backing up! And look at the even more brother side of this, this could be your initiation into my team.” I said.
“I- I need to go to the toilet-” she said as she picked up her phone and rushed out of the hospital room and ran out.
*3rd person p.o.v*
As Y/n ran out on the hallways she bumped into Gyro who had his hands full of little bags of food from the vending machine. “Y/n! You almost made me drop all the snacks!” Gyro fussed as he re-arranged all the small bags in his arms.
“Sorry Gyro! I had to go find you. I was on a call with somebody and Johnny asked me something and I didn’t really hear since I was more focused on the conversation on the phone and I just said ‘yeah yeah sure’ and brushed it off and I would ask him what he asked after the call but-” Gyro purposely coughed loudly which made her stop talking.
“Take a deep breath first, I don’t need you also in the hospital bed.” he said and Y/n took a deep breath and continued.
“...And when I ended the call I looked at him and saw him smiling and asked what he was so happy about and he said that I agreed to replace him for the revenge race? I never said that! And now he’s acting like a child and won’t let it go.” Y/n panicked and Gyro sighed loudly and rolled his eyes.
“Of course, of fucking course. Let’s go to his room to sort this shit out.” Gyro said and they went back into his room and when they entered Gyro dropped all the snacks onto Johnny’s bed and crossed his arms and so did Y/n.
Johnny looked at them in confusion, “What’s the matter?” he asked innocently. “Are you stupid or are you stupid? What makes you think that Y/n will race instead of you?” Gyro said with irritation.
“There’s no other choice! How don’t you get it!? It’s her or nothing!” Johnny shouted and Gyro looked at him in disbelief. “Are you really out of your mind to risk her life for your own sake?” he asked Johnny he casted his eyes onto his hands that were laying on his lap.
“What do you say Y/n?” Johnny asked, trying to see what she thought. Y/n gulped, “I mean… My mom was a professional car racer and I know a lot in theory, but I never drove a real racing car in my life.” she said and Gyro chuckled.
“See Johnny? What was the point of you starting all this mess.” Gyro said angrily.
“... You don’t get it Gyro.” Johnny whispered with a slight hurt in his voice. Gyro kept his stoic composure and glanced at Y/n who seemed to be thinking about this. On one hand a sense of relief washed over her as she knew she didn’t have to actually race instead of Johnny, but on the other hand a sense of guilt was squeezing around her heart as she watched Johnny’s defeated expression.
After a few quiet moments Johnny muttered something but neither Y/n or Gyro heard him. “What did you say Johnny?” Y/n asked him and he shot his head up with an angry expression.
“I said leave. I don’t want to see both of you right now.” Johnny hissed and Gyro grabbed Y/n’s hand and dragged her out without saying a word. Johnny looked into Y/n’s eyes with a betrayed expression but Gyro slammed the doors ending their staring contest.
Gyro sighed and closed his eyes, “Don’t take what he said to heart, he knows to be a bit too sensitive sometimes.” he said and started to walk down the hallway. Y/n sighed, “... It’s fine, he needs to sort things up alone for some time now.” she said as they walked to the exit of the hospital and walked out.
Y/n checked her phone and it was half past 2 in the morning. Thankfully her dad was asleep and she had plenty of time. She inhaled the fresh air, she was getting nauseous of the sickly hospital smell.
They walked to the small bench along the path and Gyro looked at Y/n who was looking distressed. “You don’t have to stress over all this, Johnny will be fine with time…” he said, but it was like he didn’t believe his own words.
Y/n wanted to help Johnny but Gyro was right there was no way she would learn anything useful to take Johnny's place for the race that determined his whole image. After a few quiet moments, Y/n spoke up;
“... How much does this really mean to him?” Y/n asked as she bit her lip and stared at her hands resting on her knees. Gyro sighed knowing where this was leading to, “...I think you already had the chance to see how much. Him and Brando have been enemies ever since Johnny entered the street racing world here.”.
“Then I guess I don’t have a choice but to race for him.” Y/n said as she nodded her head and Gyro looked at her with a confused face. “What do you mean, you don’t have a choice? Of course you do! I mean, I’m all in for crazy racing shit but this is too much even for me.” he said with slight worry in his voice.
Y/n slightly laughed, “He saved my ass once already, and I think it's my turn to save his.” she said and Gyro rolled his eyes playfully. “Well then Y/n, I think we should get started.” he said as he got up and extended his hand to Y/n to grab.
“What do you mean now?! It’s like two in the morning!” Y/n protested and Gyro groaned, “Look princess, we might as well start now since we have only 1 month to prepare you for the race.” he said leaving no room for arguing.
Y/n swallowed her spit as she got up and followed Gyro to his car in the parking lot. “But what about Johnny?” she asked as she stopped by Gyros' car. “Let's not bother him for now, he needs to rest.” he said and Y/n glanced back at the hospital and sighed as she sat in Gyros’ car and they drove off.
“Where are we going?” Y/n asked, “We’re going to the facility to pick up my racing car and find some empty parking lot.” Gyro said and Y/n only nodded her head as they drove out of the hospital's parking lot and began to drive out of the city.
After a quite long drive they stopped at a deserted land and Y/n looked at Gyro who began to slow down his car. “We're here.” Gyro said as he drove off the road and slowly began to drive on the deserted land.
“But I don’t see any facility here?” Y/n said with confusion and Gyro laughed, “Oh, It's not up here, it’s underground.” he laughed as he stopped by a small triangular flag and turned on his phone and called the 3rd contact in his phone.
The phone rang for a bit but eventually the person answered, “Jackie! I arrived! Can you take us down?” Gyro asked and Y/n’s eyes widened as she felt the ground start to shake after a few moments.
“What the fuck is happening?!” Y/n exclaimed as they began to go down the ground, the dirt patch along with them. She looked around and saw the stone walls of the strange elevator and electric blue lights going down the wall.
“Relax! It’s just an elevator to the main HQ!” Gyro chuckled as he saw Y/n grip the handle above the window. After a few minutes they stopped once they hit the ground and Y/n gasped at the ginormous space in front of her.
“It’s so futuristic!” Y/n marveled at the sight of all the cars and people walking around. “Yeah, pretty neat. Now we have to go to get my other racing car and we’re ready to go.”
Y/n nodded her head as they headed down the huge and busy hallway. They reached huge metal doors which had Zeppeli written on them.
“Here we are! This is where we’ll get everything ready before heading to the garage. Follow me!” Gyro said excitedly as he waited for the metal doors to lift open and stepped inside.
Once they entered the large garage and saw several cars lined up waiting for them Y/n’s jaw dropped in shock. “Wow, this looks awesome.” she said. “Yes it does, and this is just the beginning.” Gyro grinned as they passed by each row.
Y/n couldn’t stop herself from admiring the various sports cars around her and soon enough they arrived at the last row. “This is the last racer car in my collection… It was my second racing car ever.” Gyro said and Y/n’s mouth gaped open.
“That’s… Wow!” she breathed out with amazement as she marveled at the dark green racing car. “Yeah, yeah, come on, let's move it!” Gyro pulled out the keys and unlocked the car doors.
The inside looked brand new and beautiful and Y/n admired the car, “Woah…” she whispered as she took a seat on the passenger's seat, Gyro followed close behind her and took the driver's seat.
“So this will be my practice car?” she said quietly and Gyro turned to look at her smiling. "Yeah, so let's go back up to the surface." Gyro said as he drove out of the spacious garage and into the hallway where people made space for him to go through.
Once drove onto the lift Gyro once again called the same person. "Jackie we got the car, you can lift us up again." he said, and the woman said yes almost immediately as Gyro hung up the phone.
Gyro smiled as they began to go up, the view of the huge facility disappearing. As they reached the top they were met with the cool summer air and Gyro sighed as he looked at slightly nervous Y/n.
"Just don't kill us and we'll be good." he said and Y/n stared at him and said "Will try..." she said as they drove across the plain and onto the road again.
"You know, I can't help but think you're really stupid for doing this." Gyro said all of a sudden and Y/n looked at him confused and he continued, "I mean, you are just going to risk your life to help someone you barely know." Gyro said.
Y/n was silent for a moment as they drove down the road, "But what choice do I have, he saved my life and I just feel like I have to do this!" Y/n exclaimed and Gyro stayed quiet as they reached an empty parking lot.
"Sure, but don't remember that I warned you." he said as he parked the car and looked over at Y/n. "Now are you ready?" he asked with excitement. Y/n nodded her head and sighed, "Ready as I'll ever be... " she replied to Gyro in a not so confident voice.
They got out of the car and switched places. "Alright, first things first," Gyro started as he held his hands together. "Start driving the car down the parking lot."
Y/n nodded her head as she moved forward to place her right foot on the clutch and her left foot on the brake pedal.
She looked down and took a deep breath, "3..2..1… Go!" Gyro yelled as the engine roared to life as Y/n shifted gears and the car speeded down the parking lot with the speed of light.
A loud screeching noise filled the air and Y/n looked behind her to see the tires screeching as they came closer to a big pothole and without thinking twice Y/n slammed her foot onto the brakes and threw her weight forward.
Gyro looked at Y/n in disbelief, "I... Never met a more awful driver than you." he said as he gripped his seat.
"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE CAR WAS GOING TO SPEED THAT SUDDEN?!" Y/n yelled and he crossed his arms.
"It's a goddamn racing car, not a Toyota corolla! Word SLOW doesn't belong in a race!" Gyro groaned as he slammed his head onto the dashboard. "As soon as they let Johnny out of the hospital he's going to go with us to watch this disaster." Gyro said and Y/n nodded her head. "Sure, yeah, whatever." she said calmly.
No, it was 'sure' 'yeah' or 'whatever' it was NO FUCKING WAY HE WAS GOING TO BE WATCHING HER.
She sweated a bit as she gripped the steering wheel. "Okay let's see how you can drift." Gyro said and Y/n gulped as she looked up at the giant steering wheel. "Whew... That's... uhm.... very difficult." she said nervously and Gyro laughed, "Yeah well I'd say that it was worth a try." he said sarcastically.
Y/n shook her head and concentrated. She didn’t know if she was doing this right.
She put her right foot on the gas pedal and slowly the wheels began to spin while still gripping the wheel tightly with both hands. Y/n smiled as she kept trying.
She heard the engine grow louder as the wheels spun faster and harder before the car suddenly shot forwards and towards the middle of the field.
As they reached the curve Gyro yelled, "Now spin the wheel!" and Y/n swerved the engine and surprisingly spun the car just enough and continued to drive down the parking lot.
"Oh my god I did it!" Y/n screamed in excitement and Gyro clapped.
"Thank God!" he exhaled as he placed his hand where his heart was. They reached the end of the parking lot and Y/n slowed down the car before turning off the ignition. She stared at the machine in wonder and felt as though it could do anything.
"Damn! That was incredible!" Y/n shouted in excitement. "For a beginner this is pretty decent I must say." Gyro said and Y/n rolled her eyes and yawned.
"Hey, sleepy head! No time to rest! You really thought that doing one drift around the curve will be enough?" Gyro said sarcastically and Y/n rolled her eyes.
"Give me a break I didn't know it was going to be this hard." she said with irritation lacing her voice and Gyro slapped the back of her head.
"Ow! What was that for?" she asked as she rubbed the spot on her head where he slapped it. "Real racers never complain." he said and Y/n just stared at him.
"You just pulled that out your ass." Y/n said and Gyro rubbed his chin, "Shut up, I'm feeling really philosophical." he said and tapped the dashboard of the car.
After a few quiet moments Gyro slammed his hand on the dashboard and Y/n jerked in her seat. "What was that for!?" she exclaimed. "Enough rest! We have plenty of things to practice tonight!" Gyro proclaimed and Y/n sighed.
The piercing morning rays shined upon the opened windows of Johnny’s apartment as the bustling city started to erupt to life.
Y/n was still soundly sleeping on the couch covered in the duvet but she was rudely interrupted by Johnny rushing out of his room with her phone in his hands.
“ANSWER YOU GOD DAMN PHONE WOMAN!” Johnny screamed on top of his lungs as he threw the phone on Y/n and she jerked awake and looked around herself completely lost.
“W-What- '' she uttered in shock as she regained her senses and heard her phone ringing. “Pick up the fucking call, I’m this close to throwing your phone out the window.” Johnny raged.
Y/n looked at who the caller was and she gasped in horror. “IT’S DAD!” she exclaimed and quickly answered the call.
For a few seconds it was pure silence but all of a sudden F/n’s booming voice rang through the speakers.
“Y/N L/N! Where the fuck are you and why didn’t you answer any of my calls from yesterday!?” F/n shouted which made Johnny jolt up a bit. Y/n swallowed her spit as she tried to come up with a believable excuse.
“Well, you see- We had so much fun at Alyson's that we just lost track of time from all the clubbing-” “-CLUBBING!? You said you were going to just hang out at her place!” F/n interrupted her and Y/n cursed at herself for forgetting the lie she told him.
“No no no! It wasn’t like clubbing, clubbing. It was just a bar with really loud music and a small dance floor. I just woke up so I’m mixing up words.” Y/n laughed sheepishly and Johnny looked at her with widened eyes as he stifled his laugh.
F/n sighed in relief, “Oh thank God… Well then, when are you coming home?” he asked and Y/n looked at Johnny who came to sit next to her on the pulled out couch. “In about two hours.” Y/n said and her dad laughed.
“Fine, I’m not going to be at home at that time since I have some more paperwork to finish up at the station.” he said and Y/n nodded her head as she glanced at Johnny who was picking his nails in boredom.
“Alright then, goodbye!” Y/n exclaimed, ended the call and loudly sighed. Johnny looked at her with an raised eyebrow and chuckled, “I didn’t take you as somebody who lies to their parents.” he said and Y/n looked at him with confused expression.
“... You don’t even know me that well?” Y/n asked, a bit weirded out by Johnny’s statement. He laughed as he got up from the couch, “But I do know you well enough to let you stay the night in my apartment, don’t I?” Johnny said and Y/n shrugged her shoulders, “I guess so…” she muttered under her breath as she simultaneously got up from the couch.
She went to grab her dress and walked into the bathroom. The dress was slightly torn at the bottom, but nothing too noticeable.
It stenched of alcohol and cigarettes and it was her only piece of clothing she had with her.
Y/n groaned in frustration as she knew there wasn’t a single chance she would be going home in that dress.
After she brushed her teeth, combed out her hair and washed her face she exited the bathroom and walked into the kitchen where Johnny was preparing food.
“... Johnny, could you… please lend me some new clothes?” Y/n asked in slight embarrassment. She already overstayed her welcome and she still asked for something.
Johnny looked up from the stove and stared at her for a few seconds, “Why? What’s wrong with the dress?” he asked after a few silent moments.
“Well, my dress reeks of alcohol and cigarettes and I can’t exactly go home like that. My dad would kill me.” She said and Johnny sighed loudly in frustration, “...God, what did I get myself into.” He muttered under his breath but walked out of the kitchen and to his bedroom.
Y/n cringed internally, “... Sorry!” she exclaimed. After a few minutes Johnny walked out with a shirt that was too small for him and some old shorts that he deemed were good enough for Y/n and brought it to her.
“Thank you!” She exclaimed and ran to the bathroom to change and by then Johnny was already sitting at the table with two plates of food waiting.
Y/n was confused and just stood at the door of the dining room for a few moments. She didn’t know what to do because she was never in a situation like this and didn’t expect Johnny to make her breakfast, if anything she expected him to throw her out the minute she stepped out of the bathroom.
“So? What are you waiting for? Come eat.” Johnny said with a bored expression,“I didn’t make this food just to throw it out later.” He added and Y/n hurried to the table and sat across from Johnny.
They ate in silence, a really awkward silence, for about 20 minutes.
“Now, princess, I think it’s your time to go home,” Johnny said as he took the plates and placed them in the sink before he started to head back to his bedroom.
There's not going to be more shitty dads to wake him up so he could sleep for a few more hours.
Y/n laughed as went to grab her purse and put on her heels. Her legs were a bit sore but she refused to go home barefoot.
“See you then…” Johnny muttered as he stifled a huge yawn and closed the doors of his bedroom.
The h/c haired girl sighed as she walked out of his bedroom with her phone in her hands and her purse over her shoulder.
She walked out of Johnny’s apartment and all the way to the entrance of the building.
She walked out and closed the doors behind her. As she pulled out her wallet to pull out the money for a taxi she saw that she only had 5 dollars. Which was not even close to 1 km.
“You gotta be kidding me…” Y/n groaned. The other option was to call her dad to pick her up but that wasn’t going to happen. ‘Maybe Alyson?’ Y/n thought but she was probably sleeping so she wasn’t going to disturb her.
The only option she had left was…
Johnny
‘No. There’s no WAY I’m going to ask him for a ride home… But at the same time there’s no way I’m walking home, it’s too far!’ Y/n argued with herself as she stood on the pavement as she received weird looks from the other people outside.
For a hot second she forgot how she was dressed… Like like a basketball player with heels! Y/n’s face erupted in fiery blush as she rushed to the displayed bell buttons and found Johnny’s apartment bell and started to furiously press it.
After a few seconds Johnny’s voice rang through the bell panel.
“-Thought you left by now.” Johnny said tiredly. Y/n laughed in embarrassment, “I would've called the taxi if I had money left in my purse.” she said as she clutched the purse that was hung over her shoulder.
Johnny grumbled, “Then walk home, I don’t know.” he said and Y/n fought her cry in frustration.
“I’m dressed like a basketball player going to the strip club! I know you already did so much for me and I feel super guilty for asking more, but can you drop me off at my street?” Y/n furiously whispered as she inched closer to the bell panel.
Johnny stayed quiet for a few seconds and the intercom cut off, meaning he probably walked away.
Y/n stared at the bell panel with a shocked expression for a minute, ‘Great… Just great… I mean what did I even expect? Well, time to start walking home I guess.’ she thought as she started to walk towards the pavement until she heard the doors of the apartment building being pushed open.
She whirled her head around and saw Johnny standing by the entrance with an annoyed expression and his car keys in his hands.
“What are you waiting for? Let’s go.” Johnny said as he started to walk down the pavement and Y/n rushed to walk beside him. Now, Johnny had two cars; his racing and his everyday car.
His racing car was parked in a facility with other race cars which were locked up by the people who organize the races. The facility was quite away from the city so they were safe from being discovered.
His everyday car was parked a few minutes away from the apartment building. On their walk to his car, Johnny kept glancing at Y/n who was looking down at the pavement and occasionally glancing at Johnny to see where he was going.
When they walked to his car, Johnny unlocked the black car and sat in the driver's seat. He watched Y/n sit on the passenger seat and stifled his laugh, “You look absolutely ridiculous…” he mumbled as he tried to keep in his laughter.
Y/n grimaced, “Ha ha ha, I know…” she grumbled as she crossed her arms. As he rolled his eyes, Johnny handed Y/n his phone, “Put in your address.” He said, not even looking at her. She did and Johnny started the car and pulled out of the alleyway and started to drive out of the city.
The ride was silent, except the music Johnny put on. Y/n tried to talk to him but Johnny would give one word replies or ignore her entirely so she remained silent.
He was thankful that her dad wouldn’t be home so she could come up with a convincing story to tell him about the last night.
But as they pulled up to her neighborhood, dread filled Y/n’s face as she saw her father watering the flowers in the front yard.
Her eyes widened in shock, “Okay stop!” She exclaimed and Johnny suddenly stepped on the brake and the car came to an abrupt stop.
“What!? You almost made me crash!” he angrily exclaimed. “My dad is home and he can’t see you!” She whisper-yelled at him before hurriedly getting out of the car - “Thanks for the ride, I’ll see you around! Now get out of here!” She exclaimed before slamming the door shut.
She fixed her hair and dusted off her shorts and began to hurriedly walk towards her house. Y/n didn’t have to turn round to know that Johnny speeded away because she heard the loud engine of his car driving away.
“Y/n!?” Her father yelled from the front yard as he dropped the watering hose and let the water splash Y/n. “AAH!” Y/n screamed as she felt the ice cold water hit her whole body. F/n quickly picked up the hose and turned it off.
“I’m so sorry my dear but you scared me so much.” F/n said as he tossed the turned off hose to the grass.
Y/n wiped the trickling water from her face as she grimaced, “... It’s fine.” she muttered quietly as she began to walk past him and towards the front porch.
But before she could step on the porch, F/n grabbed her upper arm and pulled her in front of him, “Hey hey hey. Where do you think you’re going? I have some questions for you, young lady.” F/n said in a stern tone.
Y/n looked into her fathers eyes and sighed, “Alright, ask away.” she said. F/n let go of her and crossed his arms, “First of all, why are you dressed so ridiculously? Second of all, who in the fuck was in that car that dropped you of.”
Y/n gulped as she tried to think of a lie. “...That was Alyson and was in a hurry because she had classes.” She explained nervously.
F/n seemed unconvinced, “And how does she have such an expensive car if she is a student?” He asked Y/n as he looked her in the eyes. “Her parents bought it as a gift for her entering law school.” She said as she nodded her head.
“She studies law?” F/n asked, sounding impressed. “Yes! She is in her second year! And you know that law is hard so she always goes to all her classes and she was in a hurry because one of them starts in 10 minutes.” Y/n explained and her father nodded with a small smile.
“Next time you see her invite her for dinner, I would love to get to know her.” He said and Y/n gulped before nodding, “Sure will…” she laughed and rushed in the house and up stairs into her room.
Y/n dropped her purse on the bed and took off her heels and placed them by it as she walked to her closet to take fresh clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower and wash her hair.
Once she was done she went back to her room and plopped on her bed and took out her phone from the purse.
She sighed as she saw the missed call notifications from Alyson from the night before.
“Time to call her…” Y/n whispered as she called Alyson and not even a moment after, and the black haired girl answered the phone.
“Y/N!? YOU'RE ALIVE!?” Alyson screeched through the speaker so loudly that Y/n had to distance it from her ear.
“Yeah I am, thankfully. I didn’t have time to call you in the morning because I was at-” but before she could say Johnny’s name she stopped herself.
Alyson didn’t know his real name and it seemed that he didn’t share his name with her so it would be rude to say it to Alyson unless Johnny does it first.
“Y/n? You here? At whose place were you?” Alyson’s voice rang and Y/n came back to her senses. “... I was at Star Boy’s… He saved my ass in the club when the huge fight erupted.” Y/n said and Alyson gasped.
“WHAT?! He was there too?! And you stayed at HIS place!? Holy shit I need to sit down…” Alyson said and Y/n heard the chair being pulled out from the other side of the phone.
“I was surprised too! Well to keep it short he drove me home, with much needed pleading, and now I’m just lying in my bed.” Y/n said as she sighed. Alyson giggled, “Of course, keep all the details to yourself.” she laughed as she rolled her eyes.
Y/n groaned, “Nothing even happened besides him saving my ass and letting me stay for the night!” Y/n defended herself and Alyson tsked. “Okay okay, whatever you say N/n. Now tell me… what does he look like?” she whispered the question like it was a forbidden curse.
The h/c haired girl shook her head, “I don’t think I should since he intentionally wears the helmet to hide his face.” she said and Alyson whined. “God dammit! Tell me at least, is he hot?” she asked with an evil grin.
Flashbacks of Johnny’s face flashed before Y/n’s eyes and she shook her head, “... I mean yes-” “HA! I knew it! Ah I think we found your soulmate…” Alyson sighed with a smile and Y/n’s eyes widened.
“MY WHAT?! Alyson, I barely know the guy!” Y/n cried out in shock. Alyson rolled her eyes as an evil smirk grew on her face, “Well, you’re going to get to know him more on the race finale between him and that bitch face Brando.” she said proudly.
Y/n sighed in exhaustion, “... Another race? When it’s happening.” Y/n said already prepared for another stressful but hopefully fun night. “In like two weeks, at an abandoned warehouse a few kilometers away from here. But don’t worry, I’ll text you the details and I’ll pick you up so you don’t have to worry about transportation.” Alyson chuckled at the last part of her sentence.
“You’re so hilarious Alyson, I almost choked.” Y/n said with a sarcastic smile, “-But thank you for inviting me, I hope there won’t be a cop intervention this time.” she said and Alyson shook her head.
“You may think it happens often but it doesn't. No amount of security and info checking can stop it from happening so let’s hope for the best!” Alyson said with a smile and Y/n laughed. “Yeah, you’re right… Well then, talk to you later Alyson! I’m really tired…” Y/n said with a yawn.
“Okay! See you soon girl! Good night!” Alyson chirped as she ended the call and Y/n turned off her phone and closed her eyes as she deeply sighed.
‘Here comes the two long and excruciating weeks at the police academy…’ Y/n thought as she drifted off to sleep.
*two weeks later, the day of the race*
*1st person p.o.v*
I groaned as I stripped out of my police uniform in the locker room of the police academy. It was Saturday and it was the last day at the academy for the week. As I was putting on my regular clothes.
Today was the day of the race and unfortunately I had to think of a way to sneak out of my house so dad wouldn’t see me.
My original plan was to lie to him about going to Alyson's place but I don’t think he would just let me go if he was home.
So… I thought of an idea to sneak out of my room's window with tied bed sheets since it was too high for me to just jump down. God, I felt like I was in a movie or something as I imagined myself executing the plan.
Well, anything’s better than nothing, right?
I walked out of the academy with my duffle bag and breathed out the slightly warm evening air. It was 22:54 and Alyson texted me she would pick me up on the same address I gave her last time at 23:20 sharp.
Dad was already in his car waiting for me so I hurried up across the parking lot and opened the doors and sat on the passenger's seat.
“Do you have any plans for today?” dad asked as he pulled out of the parking lot and began to drive home.
I laughed, “No I don’t, my only plan is to sleep.” I said and he laughed. “Same here, that asslicker Dalton exhausted me from all the yapping he did today. Can he shut up for a minute? I don’t care what coffee is good for me or whatever advice he tries to give me.” Dad complained and I laughed.
“Some people are just a tad bit more annoying than usual.” I said with a shrug of my shoulders. Dad laughed and shook his head as we continued to drive home.
Once we arrived I rushed upstairs into my room and closed the doors.
I sighed as I dropped my duffle bag next to my bed and opened my walk-in closet and took out the set of clothes I picked up to wear to the race. It wasn’t anything special, just black jeans and a black hoodie.
As people say, no face no case.
I put on my pajamas and walked downstairs to see dad watching a movie. “I’m just going to brush my teeth and go to sleep… I’m so exhausted…” I yawned and dad laughed as he tore his gaze from the action film he was watching.
“I can tell. Well sweetie, good night and sleep well!” he laughed as he went back to watching his movie. I rushed back upstairs and into the bathroom. I began to brush my teeth, tidied up my hair and put on some make up.
I lied on my bed and picked up my phone and saw one message from Alyson.
Alyson H.
<< Just checking in since I just got in my car, you’re ready?>>
Me
<< Yeah, just waiting for my dad to fall asleep so I can get out.>>
Alyson H.
<< Good fucking luck with those bedsheets girl! See you! >>
Me
<< See you! >>
I closed my phone and got dressed in the clothes I prepared and pulled out the tied bed sheets from under the bed and opened the window of my room.
I put on the old sneakers I had lying around my closet and walked to my door and put my ear on it.
The movie ended and it seemed that dad fell asleep. ‘Thank god!’ I sighed in relief as I picked up the tied bed sheets and pushed them out of the window.
I tied the begging of the sheets to the rain gutter and released the rest to fall on the floor.
While the sheets didn’t reach all the way down, it was enough for me to not break my legs. Before I climbed onto my window I turned off all the lights and took a deep breath before sliding down the tied sheets and crashing on the grass.
“Gah-” I groaned as I turned on my back. I pulled out my phone out of the hoodie pocket to call Alyson since it was only a minute before she would come to pick me up and just as I did I heard the loud engine of her car.
She slowed down and once she noticed me she stopped and got out of her car.
‘SHIT THIS IS MY ACTUAL HOUSE AND NOT THE ADDRESS I GIVEN HER!’ I almost shat my pants in panic as I scrambled off the ground and dusted off my clothes. Alyson laughed as she looked at the tied sheets.
“You actually pulled this shit off? I’m impressed. Now let’s get going.” she said and I walked to the sheets and tugged at them. But they didn’t even budge.
Alyson looked away from her car and looked at me weirdly, “Come on Y/n, what are you waiting for?” she asked and I pointed to the tied sheets that hung out of my window.
“I can’t leave my fucking house with my window open and these sheets hanging out!” I whisper-shouted and Alyson rolled her eyes.
“I don’t have time for this tomfoolery…” she groaned and walked to the tied sheets and before I could stop her, she pulled them down with all force and broke the rain gutter and it all fell down causing loud crashing noises.
In panic I picked up the mess and pushed it into a bush near the wall and Alyson and I rushed into her car and speeded off.
My heart was beating like crazy while Alyson looked calm as ever.
“You okay over there?” Alyson asked as she glanced at me, probably sensing my rapid heartbeat. “... I don’t know. I hope we didn’t wake my dad up.” I mumbled out and she rolled her eyes.
“It’s going to be fine. Now just relax and forget about him and focus on the Star Boys race!” Alyson cheered and I nervously smiled. We didn’t even arrive yet, and there was already trouble.
After a rather longer ride I noticed we reached a rather empty road that seemed to be in the middle of nowhere.
“Only a minute away from the warehouse!” Alyson exclaimed and I nodded my head as excitement filled my body.
As we arrived closer to the abandoned warehouse, I saw more and more parked cars and Alyson parked her car on the side of the road and we walked out.
I saw a huge metal chain linked fence that was gated by four huge guys at the entrance.
I could hear the loud music and roaring of the car engines from what appeared to be a huge parking lot and now turned into a racing arena, much like the previous race I went to.
The illustration of the racing arena [ https://imgur.com/a/EqovKX7 ]
As we arrived at the entrance the four guys stopped us but as soon as they saw Alyson they moved themselves from the entrance and nodded in her direction while I only received acknowledging glances from them.
The music was blaring from the set up speakers and the crowds of people were cheering the already ongoing race. “Where’s the Star Boys tent!?” I shouted to Alyson from all the loud noises.
She didn’t reply as she grabbed my hand and led me to one of the many tents that were situated away from the racing tracks (which were thankfully divided by portable metal fences).
We entered the tent and I saw Gyro sitting on a plastic chair drinking a beer and Johnny nowhere to be found.
“Hey Gyro! Where's Star Boy?” Alyson asked as she crossed her arms and looked around the tent.
Gyro nodded in my direction and waved, “He went to grab something to drink just a few minutes ago,” he said.
And just as we were about to continue to talk, Johnny entered the tent with a water bottle. He stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw me and I didn’t know what to do so I just waved and he slowly waved me back.
Gyro laughed as he got up and towered over Johnny, “So? Ready to beat that sucker's ass!?” he exclaimed and Star Boy laughed, “Ready as ever, Gyro.” he said with a nod of his head and Alyson clapped her hands.
“You better! Or else I’m going to kick your fucking ass.” she said and he rolled his helmet clad head.
“Oh, shut up Alyson. At least somebody came here to support me without extra yapping.” Johnny said as he pointed to me and I awkwardly smiled.
Gyro raised his eyebrows as he glanced from Johnny to me and as he was about to open his mouth a loud male voice interrupted him;
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE RACE WE HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! DIEGO BRANDO VERSUS STAR BOY! MAY THE BEST RACER WIN!” The male voice yelled and Johnny dropped the water bottle and Gyro dropped the beer glass as we all rushed out of the tent.
Before Johnny ran away to the garage, I took some courage and grabbed the sleeve of his racing jacket and pulled him closer, “Good luck, Johnny.” I whispered so only he could hear and he nodded his head and ran to the garage to take his car.
Alyson and Gyro walked over to me as we walked to the portable fences as we watched Johnny rush to the huge garage to pull out his car.
I looked at the start line and once I spotted this Diego Brando guy who was impatiently waiting by his car with a helmet in his hands, I gasped.
“That's the guy who started the bar fight yesterday!” I exclaimed as I pointed into his direction and Alyson's and Gyro’s eyes widened.
“WHAT?!” they both exclaimed in shock and I nodded my head as I felt shivers go down my spine.
Gyro groaned, “Of course he did…” he muttered as his face palmed himself and Alyson grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. “WHEN WERE YOU PLANNING ON TELLING ME THAT!?” she screamed and I pulled myself away from her.
“How was I supposed to know who that shitface was!? I’ve never seen that guy in my life until yesterday!” I shouted as I defended myself. Gyro, probably sensing the upcoming fight, went to stand in between us and grabbed our shoulders.
“Girls, now it’s not time to fight! It’s time to support our best racer!” Gyro exclaimed and I nodded my head as I smiled. The cheering of people intensified and the blaring music quieted down.
Diego was impatient waiting by his car but all of a sudden, a loud roar of Johnny’s car signaled him to put his helmet on and get in his car. My anxiety started to go up but so did my excitement.
Johnny stopped at the start line and revved his engine, making people cheer loudly. Diego did the same and people also cheered for him but much louder. It's obvious who's the fan favorite…
“RACERS ARE YOU READY!?” the guy screamed and we all started to cheer loudly.
A girl with short hot pink hair rushed in front of the two cars with two flags and after a few moments, she dropped the flags and Diego and Johnny speeded by her, leaving a huge trail of smoke and tire trails.
As they speeded by us, we were slightly pushed by the strong gust of wind. Gyro pushed me and Alyson away from the fence and laughed, “Heh, we don’t wanna get killed right?”.
We continued to watch Johnny and Diego race and for the most of the time they were in a tie but Johnny sometimes began to outpace Diego but he always found a way to even out.
I tried to stay calm but my anxiety kept getting higher and higher with every lap that passed.
“THE LAST LAP IS ALMOST DONE AND IT SEEMS THAT OUR STAR BOY IS GOING TO LEAVE DIEGO IN THE DUST!” the guy from the speakers shouted and we started to cheer Johnny on even louder.
“GO ON STAR BOY KICK HIS FUCKING ASS!” Gyro yelled and if I didn’t look at him, I would have thought he had white foam running down his mouth.
I couldn’t even contain myself as Johnny beard the finish line but in a flash of a moment as he was about to slow down to make a clean turn by the garage side his car didn’t go in the turn but flew of the road and crashed through the fence and crashed into the garage doors, smashing the front of the car.
Diego continued the race, not caring for what just happened in front of him.
As he finished the race he got out of his car and once he saw the panicking faces of people and other people rushing to the crash he slammed his helmet onto the floor, breaking the glass.
“WHAT ARE Y'ALL DOING!? I FUCKING WON! LEAVE THAT FUCKER WHERE HE IS!” Diego screamed as he kicked the doors of his car but nobody paid any attention to him.
“Holly shit!” I exclaimed as I saw smoke going from Johnny’s car. Gyro’s face paled and so did Alyson’s.
We rushed to the metal fence and pushed it away and sprinted towards the crowd that was already gathering around Johnny’s car.
We pushed our way through the crowd of the people and Gyro and Alyson started to shoo them away but they didn’t go away, rather they just distanced themselves as they observed and some even filmed the horrifying scenery.
I pulled the car doors open and saw in what state Johnny was.
His legs were crushed by the front of the car and his whole upper body was squished by the airbag. I looked behind me and saw that Alyson and Gyro were busy keeping the crowd at the bay.
I took a deep breath to stop my heart from literally exploding as I gently tried to pull Johnny out of his car.
Once I did I laid him on the ground and sat on my knees so my back was facing the crowd and I was shielding his thankfully helmet clad head.
I gently lifted off his visor to reveal his closed eyes. I debated if I should keep his helmet on or take it off but before I could do anything I felt a leather clad hand grab my wrist. I looked down and saw it was Johnny’s hand.
His eyes flashed open as he gasped for air, “-I… can’t feel my legs…” he wheezed out and as I was about to say anything his eyes closed and his hand released my wrist.
“That’s it! Gyro! We need to get him to the hospital!” I exclaimed as I closed his visor and Gyro ran in the garage.
Once he revved his engine up the people scattered away. Gyro stopped next to us and I opened the back doors and dragged Johnny into the car and before I closed the doors I got in and put his head on my lap.
I saw Alyson through the window as she signaled me thumbs up and pulled out her phone and pointed to it.
Guess I’ll have to call her once we arrive at the hospital…
I took off Johnny's damaged helmet and placed it beneath my legs. He had a bloody nose and a few bruises around his nose.
I bit my lip in anxiety as I glanced at his legs. Hopefully they’re just bruised and not broken.
I sighed as we continued to ride to the hospital in pure silence, both Gyro and me praying that Johnny would be alright.
And it seemed that this would be yet another sleepless night for me…
“So… How was the mission last night?” I asked dad as I broke the awkward silence. Dad only grumbled as he sat down on the dining table with his plate of food.
“The fuckers escaped us again… I can’t believe it.” dad said as he crossed his arms and glared at his plate.
I nodded my head as I bit my lip, “... Wow,again?How did they even manage to do that this time?” I asked as I ate my breakfast.
But I in fact did know how they’ve done that, since this time I was with one of their racers.
Since it was Saturday, me and dad had a free day. But dad has been so caught up in this case that it looked like he was going to yet again spend all his time in the station, working on this case.
All of a sudden, my phone rang and I looked at it and saw a text from Alyson. It read:
Allyson H.
>> ;) <<
Before I could turn off my phone, dad took a look at it and raised an eyebrow. “Who’s that? I don’t recall knowing any Alyson in the police academy.” he said and I sighed.
“You know, there are people outside the academy who I talk to.” I said as I rolled my eyes slightly.
Dad shook his head, “Alright then, tell me about her.” he said as he crossed his arms. I sweated a bit because the only thing I knew about Alyson was what she looked like, her name and last name.
“So?” dad asked in anticipation and I quickly came back to my senses, “Her name is Alyson Hilson. She went to the same high school as me and we kept in touch.” I said her name but made up a fake last name and dad nodded, convinced.
“Alright then, tell her I said hi.” he said as he got up and picked up the dishes and put them in the washing machine.
I got up and sighed in relief quietly as I walked upstairs to my room.
I locked the doors and jumped on my queen sized bed and turned on my phone and opened Alyson's text.
Alyson H.
<< ;) >>
Me
<< Hey >>
Alyson H.
<< Are you free tonight maybe? >>
Me
<< Yeah, I am. Why? >>
Alyson H.
<< There is this underground club party going on today and a lot of racers are going there since it’s a bit too risky to set up a race now, and I thought why not invite you to get to know you better. >>
Me
<< Sounds fun! What’s the name of the club? >>
Alyson H.
<< The name’sLe Manoir, it’s quite old but it has the best shit. Give me your address and I’ll pick you up with my car. Dress however you want, it doesn’t really matter.>>
Me
<<Hm, never heard of it, but it sounds fun! The address is Hillday Street, number 34. >>
Alyson H.
<< Nice, I’ll meet you there at 9:00 p.m. sharp. Don’t be late. >>
Me
<<Of course, but I have a question. Will Gyro and that guy Star Boy be there?>>
Alyson H.
<<Oh? I see you took a liking to them already ;)
I’m not sure, I only have Gyro’s phone number, but I can ask him for you.>>
Me
<< No no no, no need Alyson! I was just curious because from what I saw, I thought you three were somewhat close.>>
Alyson H.
<< Alright, whatever you want girl. See you then!>>
Me
<< Bye! >>
I sighed as I turned off the phone and put it aside. Did I just really agree to go to some party with a girl I only knew for a few hours?
Yes, I indeed did. It’s not like I was on good terms with anybody at the police academy, since my dad was the chief officer and everyone thought that I only ended up here because he pulled some strings and BAM I’m officially a cadet in training.
I rarely went out, and even if I did, it was usually for groceries or to take a walk.
It was pretty ironic since I lived in this city where every club or anything really was at the reach of my fingertips.
And when I went downstairs to watch a race on the sports channel, dad immediately changed it. Which brings me to his hatred towards the races and this case.
I could have easily said my last name but Alyson, Gyro and Star Boy probably knew my dad from all the news he's appeared in. What they don’t know won’t hurt then, right?
I sighed as I got up from my bed and walked towards my walk-in closet and opened it and walked in.
I opened one drawer and pulled out an old shoe box and walked out of the closet.
As I gently put down the old shoe box on the bed, I sat down and opened it. Inside were pictures of my mom, her golden medals and posters of her in her racing suit with helmet in her hands and some tapes of her races.
It was her… She was the reason dad was so against me wanting to race.
She was a professional car racer and she toured the world with her team and always kept in touch with dad. But that changed when they had me.
She took a break, but after I turned two years old, she went back to racing. Dad told her to lay off racing for just one more year, but mom didn’t listen and one day she dragged dad and me to watch her race in the empty racing arena…
Flashback
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*3rd person p.o.v*
“Oh come on F/n! It will be fun! You and Y/n will just be watching me from the bleachers while I do a few rounds, nothing more. And later we can grab something to eat.” M/n said as she laughed as F/n held Y/n in his hands.
“I don’t know, honey… It’s been a while since you were behind the wheel.” F/n said a bit anxiously as he adjusted Y/n in his arms and M/n again laughed.
“I’m a worldwide known racer, dear! Relax!” M/n said as she put a helmet on her head and patted Y/n’s head.
“Watch and learn sweetie, because one day, you’re also going to be the best car racer to exist!” M/n said and Y/n laughed as she clapped her hands in joy.
“Dear, be careful.” F/n said and M/n nodded her head as she ran through the metal fence doors and closed them and ran to her car.
M/n did a few laps of the racing track and Y/n was just fascinated with it.
She was jumping in her seat and squealing every time her mother did something cool.
When she was done Y/n ran off the bleachers and jumped in her mother’s arms just as she exited the car.
“You were so awesome!” Y/n exclaimed as her parents fondly smiled at her, “Would you like to ride a round with me sweetie?” M/n asked and Y/n nodded excitedly.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” F/n said worriedly. “Oh honey, don’t worry I’ll make sure she is safe and secure in her seat! And I’ll go slow.” M/n reassured him. “Still, she is so little.” He protested again.
“But look how excited she is! Only one lap, I promise.” And with that M/n put Y/n into the passenger seat and made sure she was secure before climbing into the car herself.
F/n sighed but just walked off the side of the race track. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched as the car started.
At first it was okay, M/n was going slow but towards the end she started to speed up. As she crossed the finish line F/n name thought she would stop but the car continued driving, and it wasn’t going to make a turn, it was going straight into the fence.
His eyes widened when he realized that something was wrong and what was about to happen.
He ran onto the racing track and towards the car but too late, the car already crashed in front of his eyes.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he ran to the totaled car, praying that his wife and daughter were okay. He coughed as he inhaled the smoke from the fire that started from the engine.
When he looked inside, what he saw left him traumatized. His wife's body was in front of Y/n’s, shielding her.
M/n’s body was in a horrifying state, full of cuts, burns, glass and all other kinds of terrible wounds.
While Y/n, who was crying, not because she was badly injured but because of shock and fear, was clutching her mothers body tightly.
F/n carefully got closer to his daughter and removed her from her mother’s body, making sure to cover her eyes and not expose her to horror around her.
By the time he took her and moved a bit away from the car, the people, mechanics and other racers and paramedics, that were in the arena were surrounding the car and putting the fire out while also trying to get M/n’s body out.
Soon the sound of sirens was heard and ambulance and firefighters got inside and also started to help.
F/n was standing on the side, holding his daughter tightly against his chest and comforting her.
But his voice was trembling, tears rolling down his cheeks when his wife’s body was finally in the open.
He turned away, not wanting to see anymore and walked to the pit stop where their things were.
He took his things and left the arena all together, calling his mother to watch over Y/n for a while. He didn’t wait for paramedics there to tell him what he already knew, that his wife was dead.
The end of the flashback
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*1st person p.o.v*
I shook my head as I came back to my senses and sighed.
I put everything back into the shoe box and put it back to its original secret place in the closet. I looked at my phone and saw that it was 10:30 a.m. and I still had plenty of time left.
“I guess it’s finally time to clean up my room…” I mumbled out as I looked around my quite messy room.
“Better start now than never.” I laughed as I started cleaning the room.
And so the time passed as I took breaks, played with the stuff that I found or just decided to lie down on my huge bed.
When I'm already not doing anything, I could go see what I could wear to the club tonight.
I went to my closet and looked around. I didn’t go out much since, well, I didn’t have anybody to go out with.
I rummaged through the closet for a while, until I found a short f/c dress that I wore for my 19th birthday last year. (you can imagine the design of the dress!)
“I know I had heels with this…” I muttered under my breath as I opened every drawer and box searching for my f/c heels.
But after a while, I found them and dusted them off. I folded the dress and put it under my pillow while I put the heels beneath the bed.
“Y/n! Come downstairs!” Dad shouted and I rolled my eyes, “I’ll be down in a minute!” I shouted back as I closed my closet and ran downstairs.
Once I got downstairs, I saw dad clad in his police uniform and adjusting his golden badge that was hung on his belt in a rush. “Aren’t you supposed to be off-duty today?” I asked him in confusion.
“I thought so too… But there was a break in a store not so far away from here and I’m the nearest cop they could reach.” Dad sighed as he walked to me and kissed my forehead.
“Keep an eye out until I’m back, okay?” he asked me and I nodded my head tiredly.
He rushed out of the house and slammed the doors shut. Well, until he was back, I had the whole house to myself.
I decided to finish cleaning my room up and watch a movie.
As the hours passed, dad still wasn’t home. It was 8:00 p.m. sharp and I had one hour to get ready. “I’ll just text him that I’m going out.” I said as I went upstairs to the bathroom to take a shower.
I dried off my hair and styled it, put on some make up and put on the dress and heels. “I should really start going out more.” I laughed as I stared at my reflection.
I went to my room and grabbed a small f/c clutch and put in some necessities.
I opened my phone and before I clicked on Alyson’s SMS contact, I clicked on dads.
Dad
<< Don’t forget the dishes! >>
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Today, 8:50 p.m.
Me
<<Hey, just texting you to tell you that I’m going over to my friends house to hang out.>>
I left the chat and went to Alyson’s chat to notify her that I’m ready.
Alyson H.
<< Alright, whatever you want girl. See you then!>>
Me
<< Bye! >>
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Today, 8:51 p.m.
Me
<<I’m heading out right now!>>
I closed my phone and walked out of the house and thankfully I didn’t need to bring a jacket with me because it was quite warm outside. I started to walk towards the address that I gave to Alyson.
Even though she seems trustworthy, I need to lay low until I get to know her better. I walked to the address that was one street away from my house and looked on the left and right side of the road as I stood on the sidewalk.
All of a sudden, my phone rang and I pulled it out of my clutch and saw that Alyson was calling me.
I answered the call and was met with loud music coming through the speaker.
“Hey, girl! I think I see you!” Alyson shouted and I distanced the phone from my ear.
I heard a loud running engine of a car from my left side and I laughed, “I think I can hear you!” I exclaimed with a smile.
“Alright, see ya!”Alyson shouted as she ended the call and I put my phone back in the clutch. Alyson’s car stopped in front of me and she rolled down her window.
The car was a sports car and had an extremely dark red color.
“Get in!” Alyson laughed and I opened the car doors and sat in the passenger seat. “I’m so glad you decided to join me! And I must say, you look absolutely stunning.” she said and I bashfully laughed.
“You look gorgeous yourself.” I said as I observed her black dress and dark red lipstick. She turned around and began driving into the heart of the city.
“Where exactly is this club located?” I asked Alyson, breaking the silence.
She turned down the radio and smiled, “It’s located underground.” she said and I looked at her with confusion. “Underground?” I asked and she nodded her head.
“Yeah, we have to enter a small Croatian restaurant in the downtown alley and take an elevator which takes us to the club.” Alyson said and I nodded my head in understatement.
We drove for a while as the city lights passed through the darkened window of Alyson’s car. Even though I lived near here, I still couldn’t get used to all the billboards and flashy advertisement videos (kind of like Times Square).
Alyson’s phone rang as it sat in the small space beneath the radio, “Pick it up and see who’s texting me, I’m kind of busy.” she said as she took a turn on the road.
“Yeah sure.” I muttered as I picked up the phone and saw a message from someone named ‘Goldie’.
“Who’s Goldie?” I asked as I opened the phone and went to her messages and opened the text.
Goldie
<< Yo, Ally! We’re here, you coming soon? >>
“Oh! It’s Gyro! You remember him, right?” Alyson asked and I laughed, “How could I forget him? And it seems he brought somebody with him… He says;Yo, Ally! We’re here, you coming soon?” I read out the message to her.
“Tell him we’re going to be here in five.” she said and I nodded my head as I started to type on the phone. I sent the text and turned off her phone and put it back in its place.
Alyson parked her car by the sidewalk and we got out.
The streets weren’t as busy in this part of the city and the street lights cast a more soft glow than the ones in the heart of the city.
“You ready?” Alyson asked as she began to walk down the street and I nodded my head as I started to walk next to her, “As ready as I can be.” I laughed. We walked for a few minutes until we arrived in front of a small restaurant.
“Here we are! The owner's name is Tomislav. He’s quite chill and since I’m… quite the regular, we can just get in without any check-in.” Alyson said as we got in the restaurant. It was quite empty, but the silence got filled in with the music from the speakers.
By the reception was a guy with dark black hair, a bit older than me and Alyson. He looked up and smiled at us, “Hello, how can I help you today?” he asked with a small smile.
“Hey Tomek! I think you already know why we’re here.” Alyson laughed and he nodded his head, “You would be surprised…” he said as he got up and led us down the right hallway.
On the end of the hallway were elevator cage doors[the elevator look reference https://imgur.com/a/jc59Drj ].
Besides the old elevator were 13 buttons and the one on the bottom didn’t even have a number on it, probably from all the people pressed it.
“Have fun girls!” Tomislav shouted as he walked away, leaving us all by ourselves. The elevator arrived and Alyson pushed away the cage doors and we walked in the elevator.
We started to go down and I could start hearing the muffled music and there was a hint of white smoke seeping through the corners of the elevator.
“I can already smell it…” Alyson laughed as she adjusted her hair and after a few seconds the elevator reached the bottom and it revealed flashing lights that nearly blinded me.
I sucked my breath in and covered my eyes with my palm.
The music was so loud I thought my eardrums would pop at any second now. The lasers and smoke were quite literally blinding me, so I grabbed Alyson’s shoulder as she led us to the nearest empty bar stools.
I didn’t even look at who was now sitting next to me, I just inhaled deeply and coughed a bit.
“DON’T WORRY Y/N! YOU’LL GET USED TO IT!” Alyson shouted on top of her lungs, but I still didn’t quite hear her.
When my vision adjusted to the dark room I looked around and saw a sea of people dancing, drinking and some were passed out lying on the white couches with a half empty glass of alcohol.
The bartender smiled at Alyson and without a word he started to prepare the drinks. As he pulled out a second glass he looked at me, “What can I get for you?” he asked. “Oh- Erm… do you have anything light?” I asked him.
He laughed as he cleaned the glass, “So,water?” he chuckled at me. “...Yeah.” I replied a bit embarrassed. I couldn’t risk getting drunk in this place.
“If you say so madam. '' he said jokingly as he filled up a glass with water and placed it in front of me.
“Thank you.” I said with a smile as I looked at the bartender. I drank the water silently as I observed the spacious room.
“Do you see Gyro!?” Alyson shouted to me and I shook my head, “I don’t see him! Maybe he's dancing with somebody!?” I shouted back and she laughed as she took a sip from her glass and nodded.
“I’ll go look for him! You stay here!” Alyson shouted as she jumped off the bar-stool and before I could stop her, she disappeared in the crowd of people. I sighed and turned back and drank from my glass.
I looked on my right side and I saw a guy with a black hood on and was staring into his glass.
I didn't want to appear creepy by staring at him any longer but a lock of blonde hair fell out of his hood and a flashback from yesterday hit me.
Flashback
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*3rd person p.o.v*
“Hey! Before you go-” Y/n tapped his side window and the guy rolled it down. “Yeah?” he asked as Y/n looked at the visor of his helmet. “Can I at least know your name?” she asked the guy and he laughed.
He lifted up his dark colored visor and Y/n was finally able to see his eyes. They were striking blue and she even noticed a strand of light blonde hair sticking out from the corner.
The end of the flashback
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*1st person p.o.v*
‘Was this Star Boy!?’ I thought as my eyes widened. It must be him! As I was about to tap his shoulder, he turned around and I immediately re-treated my hand.
“Ya know… When you tryna gawk at someone, try being more subtle.” the guy laughed as he pulled down his hood which revealed his whole head. He had much darker blond hair and cyan colored eyes.
I laughed in utter embarrassment as I shook my head, “I’m so sorry! I thought you were somebody else!” I apologized as I felt my cheeks burning up. The guy shook his head as he drank from his glass.
“I must say, I’ve never seen such a pick up line before. You’re quite good.” The guy laughed and I looked at him in confusion. “...What pick up line?” I asked him and he smirked.
“Playing innocent now? Come on, drop the act.” he said and all of a sudden his hand neared my face and twirled a strand of my hair. I slightly jolted away from him and he laughed.
This was getting so uncomfortable…
He swept up his dirty blonde hair as he swirled the liquid in his glass, “The name’s Diego. What’s yours?” he whispered as he neared my face and just then I noticed how much his breath reeked of alcohol.
I stayed quiet and he forcefully grabbed my hand and I tried to tug it away but his grip didn’t budge. The bartender probably noticed me struggling and walked over to us.
“Hey, Brando, move your hands from her.” he said with a glare and Diego snarled. “How about you shut the fuck up?” he spat and the bartender threw his cloth on the floor and slammed his hands on the counter and glared at him.
Diego removed his hand from my wrist and before I even had the time to come back to my senses, he grabbed his glass and threw it in the bartender's face, making it smash into a million little pieces.
I gasped in horror and now I just noticed how many people were watching the scene. The bartender screamed in pain as the blood from the cuts on his face dribbled down onto his white dress-shirt.
I jumped out of my chair and noticed three guys walking up to Diego and shoving his shoulder, “What the fuck was that Brando? Do you want problems?” one guy asked as he grabbed Diego by his shoulders.
After a few silent seconds I rushed down the counter and to the bartender. “Holy shit, do you have a med kit somewhere here?” I asked. He weakly nodded as he motioned to the bottom cabinet.
I pulled out the box and looked over to the bartender. Thankfully the glass shards didn’t enter his eyes, but they did cut up his face pretty badly.
“I can take care of myself, go find your friend and get out of here.” he said and before I could argue I heard another glass breaking.
I jumped up and saw that Diego smashed another glass into the head of the third guy and I saw the crowd was now starting to argue and more guys started to approach Diego.
I looked apologetically at the bartender and got up. “Go!” he shouted and I sprinted out from the counter.
Now, my mission was to find Alyson and Gyro. The crowd was so huge that I couldn’t even differentiate anybody similar to them. I went deep into the crowd who was now starting to get more and more angrier.
“TURN UP THE MUSIC!” “MOVE WHORE!” “Watch where you’re going, bitch!”
So many voices rang through my head as I tried to navigate myself through the smoke and crowd filled room.
People were starting to show off each other and I almost fell a few times.
After being pushed around a few more times, this time I was shown so aggressively that I fell face-first onto the hard floor.
I tried to get up but my vision was blurry and I could feel the blood dripping from my nose.
I was so disoriented that I couldn't even feel the people stomping around the club. I felt a pair of arms lift me up and I didn’t even have strength to protest or to turn around to see who it was.
I didn’t even realize how actually hot it was in the club and I could feel myself starting to slightly gasp for the air.
The person led me to some kind of hallway and kicked the doors open from the side and led me inside.
They laid me against a tiled wall and I hung my head as I weakly pressed my hand against my still bleeding nose.
“Are you okay?” the person asked me, it was a guy judging by the voice. I meekly nodded as I wiped the blood from my nose, but it didn’t help to stop the bleeding.
“I don’t think you are… Here take this.” he said as he took some paper towels from the dispenser and gave them to me.
After a few silent moments, I came back to my senses and now my vision finally sharpened and I could feel the slightly cold breeze coming from the opened window. We must be in the club's toilet.
I looked up and saw the guy. He was wearing black jeans, a dark blue hoodie with the hood on his head, black sunglasses and a face mask. I didn’t see his hair color but that didn’t matter right now.
“What happened back there?” I asked and he shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know but that fucker Brando caused another bar fight.” he said as he went to sit next to me.
I held the now blood soaked paper towel to my nose as I looked at him.
“Take it off.” I said and the guy looked at me weirdly. “Takewhat off?” he asked me, his voice muffled by the cotton mask.
I motioned to his white face mask, “The mask. I think that you need some fresh air too from all the smoke in there.” I said and he abruptly got up and walked to the bathroom doors.
He locked the bathroom doors and stood there for a few seconds.
He slowly reached for the mask and once he took it off he threw it on the floor and turned around. “Is this better?” he asked and realization soon hit me.
“STAR BOY!?” I exclaimed and he hurried over to me and shushed me.
“Be quiet! I don’t know who’s walking down the hallways here.” he snapped and I still looked at him in shock.
The guy that saved my ass just a day ago, was… quite handsome I must admit. I now noticed the light blonde strands of his hair falling from the hood of his hoodie.
“There’s no point in having these then…” he muttered under his breath as he pulled down his hoodie and took off his sunglasses.
He put the sunglasses in the pocket of the hoodie and before he could speak we heard heavy footsteps nearing the bathroom.
“Shit! It’s probably the cops!” Star Boy whispered as he grabbed my hand and opened one of the stalls.
“We can’t hide there!” I said and he raised an eyebrow at me, “Well, do you have a better-” “Yes, yes I do.” I interrupted him and I balled up the bloodied tissue and stuffed it into my clutch that was thankfully still hanging on me.
I got inside the stall and closed the toilet seat and climbed on it and fully opened the window. It revealed a dimly lit alleyway.
“Hm, that’s smart.” Star Boy said as he laughed and we both climbed out of the window and into the alleyway.
We looked around and I noticed Star Boy putting on the hood and the sunglasses. “Do you have a car with yourself right now or?” I asked him and he shook his head.
“No, I came here by foot. My apartment is near here. What about you?” he asked me and my eyes widened.
“Alyson!” I screamed as I fumbled with my clutch and pulled out my phone.
It was 11:54 p.m. and I had 14 missed calls, 45 unread messages and some of them were from Alyson and some were from dad.
I didn’t even hear the phone from all the loud music.
As I was about to call her, Star Boy grabbed my phone and ended the call before Alyson even answered.
“Hey! What was that for!” I exclaimed in frustration and he only scoffed.
“We kind of don’t have the time to call Alyson right now. You have to get cleaned up and find out where you’ll be staying for the night. Which will probably be my apartment.” he said as he began to walk out of the alleyway.
I grumbled as I followed him. The cold air made me feel the dried blood on my face and on my clothes. I didn’t even want to know what I looked like…
We walked for a few minutes until we arrived at a huge apartment building. “Do you have the keys with you?” I asked him as he stood in front of the doorbell panel.
“No, I don’t, but I know if I ring the bell more than a few times the neighbors will open.” he said and I rolled my eyes.
He started to aggressively press almost all the doorbells and I tried to pry his hand from the panel.
“Hey! You rang like 20 doorbells! Calm down!” I exclaimed and just as he was about to snap back, the doors buzzed and he opened them.
“Ladies first.” Star Boy said and I walked inside the apartment building. I thanked him and he walked in and closed the doors.
“On what floor do you live on?” I asked him as he started to walk up the stairs.
“10th floor, apartment 10B.” he said and I sighed as I realized there was no elevator to take us there. As we finally got to his apartment he lifted up the welcome rug and took out a key.
Once we walked in the apartment, he closed the doors and locked them. He put the key on top of the shoe cabinet and turned on the lights.
“I’ll go get you the first aid kit and you can clean yourself up and then we will agree where you will sleep.” Star Boy said and I nodded my head as we walked to his bathroom.
The apartment was quite small. It had a living room, a kitchen, a dining table with four chairs, a bathroom and probably one bedroom.
“Here you go.” he pulled out the aid kit from under the sink and I thanked him and he walked out the bathroom and closed the doors. I finally looked at my reflection and I gasped.
My hair was disheveled, blood was smeared on my nose, cheeks and my dress. I quickly washed up and somehow combed out my hair.
The blood from my dress wasn’t coming off and I had to come to terms with the fact that the blood will stay there forever.
I put the aid kit into its place, drank some water from the sink and then I walked out of the bathroom.
I quietly walked to the living room and saw Star Boy setting up an expandable couch and put on the duvet and pillows.
He was dressed up in a light blue pajama set and I stifled a laugh as I noticed small horse hooves decorating the shirt.
“I’m done.” I said, startling him and he jumped in the air and turned around.
“Fuck! Announce yourself first!” he shouted as he ran a hand through his light blonde hair. I laughed a little, “Anyways… I’m sleeping here?” I asked him as I motioned to the couch.
“Yeah, I hope it’s to your liking. I rarely get guests so I apologize for the lack of my housewife skills.” he said and I nodded my head. “Don’t worry, this is even beyond what you did.” I said and he shrugged his shoulders.
“I may do illegal stuff, but I ain’t heartless.” he said as he went to turn on a lamp and turn off the other lights in the apartment.
“Do you need anything else before you go to sleep?” he asked and then he noticed my bloodied dress.
He walked into his room and quickly came back with a black pajama set. “It was from my ex-roommate's sister who stayed over. And don’t worry, it’s washed.” Star boy said and I quickly went into the bathroom to change and I put my dress on top of the washing machine.
“Anything else?” he asked after I put my clutch on the dining table and went to sit on the spread out couch.
I laughed, “Yeah, I would like to finally know your name.” I said and he paused.
After a few silent seconds he turned around and smirked, “It’s Joestar, Johnny Joestar. Also, goodnight.” he said as he walked in his room and before he closed the doors I spoke up, “Good night too…” I said.
Star Boy, well now known as Johnny, closed the doors and I sighed as I turned off the lamp that was next to the couch and snuggled under the soft duvet.
The city lights dimly illuminated the room and I sighed as I closed my eyes as I tried to fall asleep.
Sure they met at the club by sheer coincidence, but she felt like this wouldn’t be their last encounter…
“Cadets! Follow in line!” the police officer shouted as a line of cadets ran to stand in line in front of him.
“We are done with outside training and now we're going to the main meeting room.” the police officer motioned to the cadets who followed behind him.
The police officer led the trainees inside the building and they reached the main meeting room.
The h/c girl sighed as she noticed a familiar figure in the huge meeting room. It was her father.
The chief officer of the police department. He lifted up his head from the papers and smiled.
“Cadets, I’m glad officer Dalton gathered you all up. You all have come agreat way in training to be a good police officer, so we thought it would be a good opportunity for you tofinally have a mission of your own.” the chief officer said as he stood up and everyone started to applaud and smile out of excitement.
“Well, officer Dalton, I won’t hold you up anymore and let you continue.” he laughed as he motioned to the police officer to come stand next to a black board with pictures.
Y/n took a closer look at the pictures and her eyes widened.
They were pictures of the street car races
She slightly gasped but was interrupted by other cadets who wanted to take a better look and showed her to the side.
She looked at her father who had a frown on his face as he was looking at the pictures from the side of his table.
Officer Dalton laughed as he saw the excited faces of the cadets, “By the looks on your faces, I’m sure you are all familiar with what your mission will be.” he said with a smile as he pointed to a blurry photo of a white and light blue car.
“We have many pictures of this particular race car, but unfortunately they always manage to escape before we could take better pictures of the car…” Dalton rolled his eyes as he pointed to a few more cars.
“But thankfully we managed to get the license plates of some other cars, but they aren’t in any systems so it’s kind of pointless.” Dalton said as took a clipboard with the names of the cadets in his hands and went to stand in front of the board.
“This will be your first mission so I think this will be an easy task for some of you. All you have to do is to go to this race that will be happening tonight and try to ask the spectators about the information about the racers.” Dalton said and the room erupted in quiet but hurried whispers.
‘This is it! This is my chance to finally go to a race!’Y/n thought as a small smile crawled up on her face as she fixed up her dark blue police uniform and sighed.
She glanced at her father who fortunately wasn't looking at her, but rather at the pictures on the board.
“As much as these races look fun and thrilling, they are highly illegal, hence why we are trying to stop them.” Dalton said as he swept up his dark brown hair and took a look at the names on the clipboard.
“Alright cadets! I wanna see some hands in the air! But of course, you don’t have to participate in this mission, you will have more opportunities later in the year.” Dalton said and the cadets began to whisper among themselves.
As the cadets calmed down, one by one they started to raise their hand. Y/n raised her hand quickly, and Dalton smiled as he circled her name on the clipboard.
“Cadet L/n! Glad to see your hand in the air! Cadet Jones! Cadet Foster! Cadet Nakamura! And last one, cadet Novak! Congratulations cadets! We will talk about the mission after the training and I think that should be it. You are all dismissed.” officer Dalton said and everyone cheered for Y/n and other cadets.
As Y/n was congratulated as she was walking out with her friends, the booming voice of her father made everyone stop in their tracks.
“Cadet L/n! You stay behind. Everyone else may go.” Y/n’s father spat out with anger in his voice and Y/n gulped as she froze on her spot as officer Dalton looked between them as a bead of sweat rolled down his temple.
“... Officer L/n, but Y/n has to go with us to discuss the mission-” “No, James. She’ll stay behind.” F/n said sternly and officer Dalton nodded his head nervously, “A-Alright, officer L/n. Goodbye.” he stuttered out as he and the other cadets walked out of the meeting room.
F/n sighed as he put his elbows on the table and clasped his fingers together. “Y/n, what were you thinking when you raised your hand to go to this mission? You know what I think of you going anywhere near these dangerous races.” he said to Y/n and she only sighed.
“Are you serious right now dad? You enrolled me here to become a cop, how do you expect me to become a good one when you literally don’t let me go on the mission?” Y/n asked angrily and F/n’s expression darkened.
“You know really well why I do it, besides, there will be many more other missions you can participate in.” F/n said as calmly as possible as he looked at his daughter. Y/n sucked in her breath and exhaled.
“For fuckingonce in my life let me choose on my own! I’m not a kid anymore, I’m going to be fucking20 next year!” Y/n shouted as she tightened her fists.
F/n abruptly rose from his chair and slammed his hands on the wooden desk.
Before he could shout, he bit his lip to stop himself from shouting more. “... Get dressed up, I’m driving you home.” F/n sneered and Y/n walked out of the meeting room and slammed the doors shut.
She ran to the locker rooms and when she got in she heard the girls talking about the new mission.
“I heard it was at the huge parking lot of an abandoned car parts factory at 11:00 p.m….” one girl whispered as she folded up her uniform and Y/n started to take off her dark blue dress shirt.
“...The abandoned car parts factory… 11:00 p.m…” Y/n muttered under her breath as she got dressed up in her casual clothes and placed all her other stuff in her locker and locked it.
As she walked out of the locker room she bid goodbye to her fellow cadets and walked out of the police academy. She looked around the parking lot and spotted her fathers car and walked to it.
She opened the doors and got in, her father already sitting by the steering wheel. “Ready?” he asked as he started up the car and Y/n only nodded as she pulled out her phone and started to research where the abandoned factory is.
After twenty minutes they arrived at their house and parked the car. As they got in the house and F/n closed the doors, Y/n went to the kitchen and pulled out some food to make since she was hungry.
“I’m going to say this nice and clean, alright? Me, officer Dalton and other cadets are going to check this race out. Andyou, better stay at home and not move a finger, unless you plan to clean the house.” F/n said as he went up to his room to get dressed up and Y/n only rolled her eyes and nodded her head.
“Fine, have fun.” she snapped as she sat on the couch and turned on the TV. She switched between a few channels until she stopped at the series she sometimes watched when she had time.
F/n walked down the stairs in black pants and gray hoodie, with his gun and badge strapped on his belt, “Alright, I’m going to get everything ready. And remember, I’m having my eyes everywhere, so don’t even plan on sneaking out.” he pointed his finger at Y/n who only rolled her eyes.
“Whatever, goodbye.” she said and F/n waved, walked out and locked the doors.
Ten minutes after he left, Y/n’s mind went back to the race that was happening. It was her dream to participate in a car race since she knew for herself.
She sighed as she got up and took a framed picture of her family and looked at it.
It was her mother dressed in a racing suit, and was holding a baby Y/n and her father who had an arm around M/n.
“What do you say mom… Should I go?” Y/n whispered out as she held the framed picture in her hands and after a few silent moments she put the picture down and collected herself.
She will go to that race, like it her father or not…
Y/n rushed upstairs to her room and opened up her closet. She pulled out a black zip up hoodie, black jeans, a black cap and a pair of sunglasses.
“This should work out.” Y/n said as she got dressed up.
She pulled out her phone and put the location of the abandoned factory in the maps app and it wrote that it was located 15 minutes from her house.
“Bingo!” Y/n exclaimed in happiness as she put on her cap and sunglasses and put on her hood.
She followed the directions her phone sent her as she felt the light summer breeze blowing softly against her face.
After 15 minutes of confusing alleyways and paths, she arrived at the location, or at least she thought she did.
She could hear the loud cheers and shouting of the people somewhere near, but she couldn’t see them.
Y/n turned off her phone and put it in her back pocket as she walked to the huge factory.
This looked like the back of it, and there was one door for her to walk through, and besides it were the huge garage doors.
She walked to the doors but they were locked, just like she predicted.
But what gave her hope was the shouting and cheering became much louder and a smile appeared on her face. This was it! This was the race!
The thing was… There was a chain linked fence everywhere else and a bunch of crates a few meters after it. Probably to block out the view of the race.
But she saw the light from little corners of the messy stacked wooden boxes. And the shouting was so much louder.
“It seems I have to climb it and then move the crates or even climb them…” Y/n grumbled as she took off her cap and hood and started to climb the fence.
Now, she was thankful for the police training since she knows how to quickly climb any fence in no time.
As she was half way up, a voice startled her,
“Hey! What are you doing here!?” a male voice shouted from behind her and Y/n yelped and fell on her back, causing her to groan in pain.
Her heart began to race in panic as she felt the man walking towards her.
Y/n quickly scrambled up from the ground and dusted off her clothes and turned around. It wasn’t one of her fellow cadets, but rather a man in white and light blue racing suit alongside a white helmet with a light blue star on the side of it.
He was quite short, the same height as her, and that was the only thing she could see from the guy.
“I asked,what are you doing here?” the guy repeated himself as he adjusted his helmet and Y/n gulped. What will she do now!?
“I have a friend inside waiting for me!” Y/n quickly blurted out and she wanted to kill herself right then and there.
The guy tilted his head and put a hand on his hip, “A friend…? Alright whatever, where's your ticket?” he asked and Y/n groaned internally.
‘Of course… Of fucking course there’s a ticket for this…’ she thought as she patted down her pockets and fake gasped.
“Oh God! I- My ticket! Where is it!?” Y/n shouted in distress, trying to act as surprised as she could and the racer only sighed.
“Luckily foryou, I’m not here to play the detective, plus I’m just back from my break and I don’t have much time to waste.” the guy said as he adjusted his fingerless gloves and started to walk towards the metal doors Y/n tried to open earlier.
She didn’t utter a word towards the unnamed racer as she continued to look at him as he pulled out the keys and unlocked the doors.
He walked in and Y/n quickly followed him. The cheering got much louder and Y/n could feel her heart wanting to jump out.
As they walked through the huge garage, Y/n noticed just how many cars were parked in here. She took a closer look at the license plates, and just as she thought, some of them were the ones she saw back at the police academy.
The racer turned his head so he could see Y/n and laughed, “What? Never seen so many cars in your life?” he jabbed at Y/n and she rolled her eyes.
“Does it even matter? I’m just excited to watch the races.” she replied and the guy nodded his head.
“Noted.” he said as they walked to the end of the garage and as Y/n was about to open the doors, the racer put his arm ahead of her.
“Hey, calm down. The race won’t disappear anywhere.” the guy laughed and Y/n huffed.
“I know, but can you really blame me?” she asked and the racer shook his head as he laughed and opened the doors, “Well then. Let’s go find yourfriend.” the guy said and Y/n chuckled nervously as they walked to the gigantic, crowd filled parking lot.
There were tents with each racers color and their team underneath as they sat on their chairs. In the middle of the whole parking lot was where all the action was happening.
Two cars were racing in the huge circle already and the crowd wasn’t sparing their vocal cords from cheering.
“Holly shit…” Y/n muttered as her eyes lit up as the raving of the engines and the squealing of tires reached her ears.
“What do you think?” the guy shouted since his voice was muffled by his helmet and the loud crowd.
“It’s- It’s awesome!” Y/n shouted as she grinned from ear to ear. “Well, can you see your friend!?” the guy shouted and Y/n quickly scanned the area and noticed one girl in black mini skirt, red off shoulder top and black heels.
The girl with jet black hair was sitting by a tent with a guy with long blonde hair… and were those gold teeth!?
“Her!” Y/n shouted as she pointed to the girl and the guy looked at the direction where she was pointing at and laughed, “Alyson Hartman? The race starter girl?” the guy shouted and Y/n nodded her head.
Hopefully the girl will understand her situation…
The guy grabbed the back of Y/n’s arm and made her walk beside him until they reached the tent Alyson was sitting at.
When they arrived in the tent, Alyson and the guy with gold teeth looked at them and smirked.
“Well look at that, Gyro, theinfamous Star Boy is finally back from his break. And you even brought your friend with you. Let me guess, one of your die hard fans?” Alyson laughed and the guy named Gyro cackled.
“It seems like so, Alyson… Care to explain?” Gyro asked as he swept up his long blonde hair and the guy, now referred to as Star Boy, only shook his head.
“More likeyour friend Alyson. I just picked her up from the back and she told me she knew you.” the guy said as he adjusted his helmet and Alyson’s eyes widened for a quick second until she relished what was happening.
“Oh! Right! We were supposed to meet a bit later but it seems she wanted to come earlier. Well, guys, this is-” Alyson said as she motioned to Y/n, “I’m Y/n. Nice to meet you two.” Y/n said as she outstretched her hand and Gyro took it quickly and shook it firmly.
Gyro was much taller than Johnny and had long blonde hair and green eyes.
Y/n immediately noticed Gyro’s gold teeth that had written ‘GO! GO! ZEPPELI’ on them. He was wearing black racing suit with dark green stripes on his side.
“Nice to meet you doll, I’m Gyro Zeppeli.” Gyro said as he smirked and let go of Y/n’s hand. She turned to the guy who still had the helmet on his head and outstretched her hand to him.
The guy took her hand and shook it, “Nice to meet you Y/n.” he said and Y/n noticed his grip was just as firm as Gyro’s, probably trying to act intimidating.
Gyro rolled his eyes, “Come on, remove your helmet… It’s rude not to show your face when you are meeting somebody.” he said and the guy only shook his head.
“You know I always wear my helmet, Gyro. You know that my identity could be at risk.” The guy said and as Alyson was about to open her mouth to stop the incoming bickering, the loud voice from the speakers interrupted them.
“Alright, everybody! I want you to cheer for our next racers! Star Boy and Gyro Zeppeli!” the male voice shouted through the speakers and the already loud crowd became even louder.
“Well, we should be going it seems.” Gyro said s he walked up to the guy and led him to the garage to get the cars ready. Now, it was only Alyson and Y/n in the tent.
Alyson got up and smiled, “I think we also need a moreformal meeting… I’m Alyson Hartman.” she chuckled and Y/n laughed in embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry for lying, but I just thought of it in the heat of the moment.” she apologized and Alyson only shook her hand to dismiss Y/n’s apology.
“Eh, I can’t blame you. I mean, wanting to see these races is quite exciting and believe me, people were known to doway dangerous things to get in here.” Alyson said as she pulled out her phone and pointed it to Y/n.
“Here, write in your number. I think that if you want to hang around here you should at least know somebody.” Alyson laughed and Y/n took her phone and chuckled.
“You are right about that…” she muttered under her breath as she typed in her phone number and gave Alyson her phone back.
Y/n went to peer out of the tent and saw Gyro and the still unnamed guy driving out of the garage and to the start line.
Gyro’s car was black with striking green markings while the ‘Star Boy’s’ car was white with light blue markings.
“Let’s go out and watch the race.” Alyson said as she grabbed her two checkered flags and motioned Y/n to follow her.
As they walked out, the loud shouting, cheering and hollering of the people was even more loud than ever.
“I’m going to do my thing, and you, stay here and cheer the guys on, alright?” Alyson said as she fixed up her hair and walked to where the Gyro’s and Star Boy’s car were.
She stood a bit far from them and just in the middle.
“WELL THEN PEOPLE! THE LONG AWAITED RACE OF THE NIGHT! STAR BOY VERSUS GYRO ZEPPELI! MAY THE BETTER RACER WIN!” The announcer screamed from the speakers and Alyson laughed as she put each checkered flag in her hand and put them up in the air.
Gyro revved up his engine and people screamed loudly in anticipation. Y/n’s heart skipped a beat out of excitement.
This was what her father was trying to defend her from? The only thing she could do was laugh.
After a few more seconds the unnamed guy revved up his engine, signaling that he was also ready.
Alyson nodded her head and after a few moments, she dropped the flags and Gyro and Star Boy speeded by her, leaving smoke and black trails behind them.
Y/n’s eyes widened as she saw them race in the giant circle. This wasn’t like any race she ever saw! It was way more exciting than the ones that you can watch on the TV.
As they were racing, Gyro drove past the unnamed guy and the crowd gasped and cheered.
“THE RACE HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN! FIVE ROUNDS PEOPLE! NOW IT’S TIME TO SET YOUR BET ON YOUR RACER!” The guy screamed through the speakers and Y/n felt the tension rising. As they speeded past Y/n and the crowd, the gust of strong wind hit their faces.
There were no fences, no boxes, noanything toseparate the cars from the crowd.
Which did make Y/n a bit anxious since she knew the risk of being run over with a car if she gets any closer.
Gyro and Star Boy raced each other and even showed some middle fingers through the open window to each other as one passed the other. As they reached the last round, it looked like Star Boy was going to beat Gyro and the crowd was going absolutely wild.
“BEAT HIM BABY! SHOW HIM GYRO!” a girl screamed on top of her lungs and her friends joined her in.
Y/n sucked her breath in as she anticipated the end of the race.
But all of a sudden, loud gunshots echoed around the gigantic parking lot. The cheering and shouting erupted in loud screaming and the crowd started to run in various directions.
Y/n panicked as she tried to locate the source of the gunshots but the panicking crowd pushed her away from where she was standing.
A police car ran through the chain linked fence and the crates that were put on flew in the air. Y/n’s eyes widened as she saw Gyro’s and Star Boy’s car almost totaled with each other as they stopped just a few meters away from her.
As Y/n squinted her eyes at the police car she noticed her father and officer Dalton through the glass window.
Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly ran back into the tent her and Alyson were sitting at before the race.
Y/n looked around in panic and noticed a spare black helmet and put it on, zipped up her hoodie and crouched down.
She slightly peered out of the tent and noticed her father and officer Dalton getting out of the car and talking in their walkie talkies, probably calling for backup.
The crowd was still running away so she mostly saw people's frantic shoes hitting against the concrete ground.
She got up and as the crowd started to clear and noticed that Gyro had already driven away but Star Boy was sitting in his car.
“Why isn’t he driving away!? What is he trying to do!?” Y/n whisper-shouted as she got out of the tend and Star Boy looked in her direction, “The fuck are you waiting for man!? Get in!” he shouted at her and Y/n quickly went to run towards his car but a person knocked her over and she fell.
Thankfully her helmet didn’t fall off her head and she quickly scrambled over to his car and got in the passenger's seat.
“Back up! Dalton, call the back up! He’s going to escape!” Y/n's father screamed and Y/n turned her head around only to see her father pulling out a gun and aiming it at the car, probably to shoot at the tiers so they couldn’t drive away.
“WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!? FUCKING START DRIVING!” Y/n shouted frantically and the guy turned to her, “As you wish!” he laughed as he swerved his car and started driving towards the chain linked fence.
“H-Hey! You’re driving towards that fence-” “I know! Hold tight cuz this is going to get messy!” The guy interrupted Y/n as he speeded up and Y/n closed her eyes and covered the helmet visor with her hands as she screamed and the guy only laughed.
They drove right through the wooden crates and the chain linked fence, making the parts of the fence and crates fly in the air as they speeded through the alleyway.
“HOLLY FUCKING SHIT-” Y/n exclaimed as she looked back and noticed her father standing by the broken fence with the most furious expression she had ever seen.
He shouted something and threw his gun at the ground as officer Dalton ran to him and looked at the car her and Star Boy were in.
“You can relax now.” the guy said as he navigated his car through the empty road. Y/n relaxed her breathing as she patted her hoodie for her phone and she sighed in relief as she pulled it out.
It had a little crack on the top right corner from when she was knocked down by someone back at the parking lot.
She opened the maps app and turned on her mobile data. The guy looked over at her phone and he saw Y/n checking her location.
“I can drop you off at your place if you want.” he said and Y/n glanced at him, “You really would? I mean, I owe you one since you saved me from being arrested by those cops.” she said as she removed her helmet and put it on the back seat.
“No worries... Tell me where I should drop you off though.” the guy said as he swerved his car and stopped in the middle of the empty road.
The city was now probably a kilometer away from them since she still saw the lights of the tall buildings and apartment complexes.
“You can drop me off at Hillday Street, number 34.” Y/n said as she looked at the map. This wasn’t her actual address, this was one street away from her actual house but she couldn’t risk him going anywhere near there.
The guy nodded and they started driving back to the city, but carefully looking for any police cars so they could avoid them.
Once they arrived at the address Y/n gave the guy, she stepped out of the car and closed the doors.
“Hey! Before you go-” Y/n tapped his side window and the guy rolled it down. “Yeah?” he asked as Y/n looked at the visor of his helmet.
“Can I at least know your name?” she asked the guy and he laughed.
He lifted up his dark colored visor and Y/n was finally able to see his eyes. They were striking blue and she even noticed a strand of light blonde hair sticking out from the corner.
“For now, I’ll let you wonder about that…” the guy laughed as he speeded away from Y/n and she managed to catch his license plate name. With big bold letters it wrote,‘JStar’.
“JStar… How weird.” Y/n whispered as she started to walk in the direction of her house and after a few minutes she arrived and thankfully her fathers police car was nowhere to be seen.
She entered the house and turned off the TV that she left playing before she left to watch the race.
Y/n turned off all the lights and rushed to get ready to sleep. As she went to lay in her bed, she looked out the window and sighed.
“Who is he…? Star Boy… JStar…” Y/n whispered as she felt her eyelids starting to drop with each second that passed.
“I’ll think about that tomorrow…” she muttered as she turned around and drifted off to sleep.
Just… who was that mysterious star decked out racer…?
Yoo I just discovered your page and I really like your writing!! ❤️
I was wondering if your could do like a small one shot of a shy reader tyring to confess to Joseph bur chickening out the last minute and after a few tires they go for it and maybe you can do the ending
Hope it isn't too complicated 😭❤️
Why thank you! :D I'm glad you like my writing! And of course! This sounds like an adorable prompt! Hope you enjoy!
Once Bitten, Twice Shy, Three I'm Ready to Try (Joseph Joestar X G/N Reader)
You sigh as you watched the crackle of Hamon flow through Joseph's fingertips so smoothly, your heart thumping loudly in your ears. Ever since he arrived with Caesar Zeppeli, you found yourself bitten by the love bug bad. You couldn't help but admire his dashing good looks as well as his charming sense of humor that always made the air light.
When you retired for bed, you kept looking outside at the moon for an answer on how to confess to your crush. You wrote a detailed plan for potential places and times that you would confess your love to him. It was now or never, especially with the fight of the Pillar Men looming.
The first time, you decided to confess to him after his Hamon training with Lisa Lisa. The weather was perfect with the beautiful sun, gentle breeze, and the fresh scent of seawater hitting your nostrils. Joseph's voice could be heard bickering with Caesar about Hamon training. He was right there and you were just so close! But the more you moved a little closer, the faster your heart raced in your ears.
"J-Joseph?" You asked.
"Yes, [Y/N]," He smiled that wonderful smile at you. "What is it?"
"I...I...I," You stutter. It was getting hard to talk. "I just wanted to know, um, if I," You stammer. Why was it so hard to confess? "If I could make some of your favorite foods tonight?"
"Oh, sure," He shrugged. "Whatever works for you!"
The second time, you decided to confess to him when you prepared a nice dinner for Joseph and Caesar along with Suzi Q. You made foods that Joseph would like, such as Spaghetti Al Nero de Seppia. You had a smile on your face as you presented his favorite foods to him, biting your lip when he smiled at you.
"J-Joseph," You stutter again. "I wanted to a-ask you something..."
"Okay," Joseph answered, raising an eyebrow. "What do you want to ask me?"
"I...I...I," You closed your eyes, gulping down the lump in your throat. "I just wanted to say that I hope you enjoy your dinner tonight!" You ran, leaving Joseph all confused.
As you paced in your bedroom at night, the restlessness in your heart burned with a fiery passion. You couldn't put your confession off long enough. You needed to tell him the ultimate truth of your feelings, the love that you felt for him. You decided to go out for a late-night stroll.
...Only to find Joseph himself outside, looking at the moon.
Your eyes widened, your heart thundered loudly in your chest, and it's not a stretch to say that your face was heating up. Joseph turned and gave you a wave and a smile, as if he was beckoning you to join him.
"Hey there, [Y/N]," Joseph greeted. "Man, your cooking is out of this world!"
"T-Thank you, Joseph..."
"Yeah, keep it up and you'll rival Suzi for culinary masterpieces!"
"A-Actually, Joseph," You look at him. "I wanted to talk to you about something. Something that's on my mind lately."
"Oh?" Joseph raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," You took deep breaths. This was it. You couldn't mess this up. "I wanted to say for a long time that I've always, always loved you! Ever since you arrived here! I love your wit, your charm, everything about you! And I wanted to say this before the Pillar Men fight!"
There.
You said it.
Now the turn of fate was up to Joseph. And Joseph grinned cheerily. He took you in his arms and twirled you around, gently caressing your cheek before planting a kiss on it.
"Well now, [Y/N]," Joseph replied. "You have a wonderful way with words!"
“Holly shit! Look at how many dresses there are!” Sheri exclaimed as she rushed inside a huge dress boutique as Y/n and Lisa trailed behind. Y/n stayed quiet as she and Lisa followed Sheri to the register.
“Mom!” Sheri exclaimed and an older blond woman walked to the counter and smiled, “Hello dear, going dress shopping with your friends I see?” she laughed and Sheri nodded.
She nodded and smiled, “Well, good luck to you girls! And don’t rush, the right dress is waiting for you to find it.” she said and the three girls nodded their heads and headed deeper in the boutique.
Y/n sighed as she looked at all the dresses displayed to them. She really didn’t even feel like going to the prom, but thanks to Tommy, she was forced to be his date and go.
She would much rather go with Jotaro, but even just a thought of him made her heart wrench in sadness.
Sheri put a hand on her shoulder and looked at her with sympathy, “...I know you don’t want to go to prom… Because of you-know-who - But at least you can look way prettier than him. I mean you already do but you get my point.” she said with a wink and Y/n laughed.
“You are right about that one for sure.” Y/n said as she glanced at a few dresses and decided to take a closer look at them.
Some had beautiful colors but questionable designs but some had the opposite.
‘Will he… even come to the prom?’ Y/n asked herself as she browsed the dresses that were hung on the hanger.
None of them caught her eye but as she looked up, she noticed this was one of probably a thousand rows of dresses.
*thirty minutes later*
“-I’m exhausted…” Lisa said as she leaned against the outer wall of the bright pink dressing room wall.
“Yeah, my legs are hurting from all this walking…” Y/n said as she exited the dressing room with yet another dress in her hands.
“Guys! Come have some spirit! The prom is going to be in two days!” Sheri exclaimed as she exited the dressing room in a bright yellow dress.
“I’m sorry Sheri, but I don’t think I have the energy to try on more dresses.” Y/n said and Lisa nodded in agreement.
Sheri rolled her eyes and laughed, “Alright girls, give me 10 minutes.” she said with an evil smirk as she ran off into the boutique, still wearing the yellow dress.
“Should we be concerned?” Y/n asked and Lisa shrugged her shoulders.
“I’m not sure, but right now I think I’ll take a nap here.” Lisa whispered as she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall.
“Alright… Then I’m left all to myself.” Y/n muttered to herself as she decided to look around more, despite her wanting to sit down. As she looked to the side she noticed pastel pink curtains in the corner.
Y/n shrugged her shoulders as she decided to take a look. As she walked closer she noticed a slight gap between the curtains.
‘Should I look in, or should I go back?’ she thought but decided to go in anyway.
As Y/n moved a curtain she saw a small area with one clothing rack with wheels and few dresses on them.
Why were these dresses here and not out with the others? They didn’t look similar or same to any other dress she saw in the boutique. Y/n walked to the clothing rack and skimmed over the 5 dresses,
She looked at the dresses and slightly gasped. They were all so beautiful! “I should ask Sheri about these ones.” she muttered under her breath and as she turned around she was met with Sheri smiling at her.
“Y/n! I was trying to find you all around the boutique!” Sheri exclaimed and Y/n jumped in the air. “Holly shit, Sheri! You scared me!” Y/n yelped in surprise.
“This is the hanger with the dresses that nobody wanted. They’ve been here for three years at least. ” Sheri said as she took the other five dresses from the rack and ushered Y/n out of the area.
“You’re going to try every one of those!” Sheri exclaimed as rushed Y/n to the dressing rooms and shoved all the dresses in her arms. Lisa, who was now wide awake, stood next to Sheri and laughed.
Y/n took off her clothes and put on the first dress, and for some reason it was just so itchy.
“Guys, I feel like I want to rip my skin apart because of how itchy this is.” Y/n said as she moved the pink curtain, revealing her in the first dress.
Sheri and Lisa nodded their heads and Lisa motioned for Y/n to go back in. As she tried on second, the third dress, Sheri and Lisa gave her disapproving looks. Now there was only one dress left.
“I really hope this is the one…” Y/n said as she traced her hand over the f/c dress. As she put it on, and walked out, Sheri and Lisa gasped and grinned.
“This is it ! This is the dress!” Sheri exclaimed as she went to Y/n and spun her around. [dress inspiration looks https://imgur.com/a/CZgQssf ]
“Next week will be the best week ever! Hopefully Tommy gets hit by a car until then…” Lisa said as she shrugged her shoulders and Y/n nodded her head, “Yeah, anything just so I don’t have to go with him. But anyways, let’s go pay for our dresses and maybe we can go out to eat something?” she said and the two girls nodded their heads in agreement and walked to the register to pay.
*3rd p.o.v, Jotaro*
“Man, look at these suits!” Dean exclaimed as he looked through the suit shop with Jotaro, Kakyoin and Michael.
Jotaro trailed behind Dean, Kakyoin and Michael, not wanting to even glance at the suits.
He planned to go, but now he was going to stay in the car repair shop or sulk at Frankie’s. The only girl he wanted to go with, was now going to go out with somebody who is much wealthier than him and has a good reputation.
He wanted to convince himself he didn’t care, but his aching heart proved him wrong.
All he wanted to do was go there and sweep her from Tommy’s arms and dance with her in the middle of the gym podium.
Even if he was going to be clad in his usual leather jacket and dark blue jeans.
“Why are we even here? You know we can’t afford any of these.” Michael putted as he looked at the multiple displayed suits,Kakyoin nodded in agreement.
“Come on guys! Don’t be so miserable! Maybe we can’t buy them, but we can rent them out, which is much cheaper.” Dean said as he looked behind, noticing Jotaro staring at the ground.
He motioned to the rest of the gang to come closer to him, not wanting Jotaro to hear their discussion.
“We have to convince Jotaro to go. Easy or the hard way, I don’t care, he has to go with us.” Dean said and everyone nodded their heads,
“Yeah, but how exactly are we gonna do that? All he’s doing now is sulk and look sad. How exactly do you think we’re going to coax him to come with us?” Michael whispered.
“Or maybe, we let him be? I don’t want to force him to come if he obviously doesn’t want to, besides Y/n is going to be there with Tommy, and I think that’s the last thing he needs to see. As much as I want him to join us, I think it's best for us to leave him be.” Kakyoin said and Dean and Michael nodded their heads in agreement.
“Yeah… It seems so. Damn, I feel so bad for him… Wait! That Bonnie girl! You remember her?” Michael said and Dean shook his head, “No way we’re gonna set him up with anybody, let alone her. ” he shuddered at the mere thought of Jotaro’s black haired fangirl.
“Okay, we're going to go and rent these suits up and then we’re going back to the workshop.” Dean said as they walked to the register and noticed an older man in an expensive suit signing off some papers.
Dean rang the bell that was on the table and the man looked up to them, quite startled, “O-Oh, hello gentlemen, are you perhaps lost?” he asked snarky as he viewed them up and down, observing their clothes, and Dean rolled his eyes.
“No we ain’t, sir . We’re here to rent up some suits for the prom if you may.” Dean said as he swept up his dirty blonde hair.
The man sniggeered a little, “Of course, why did I even ask?” He rolled his eyes as he got up from his chair and looked at them and then glanced at Jotaro who was further away.
“Are all four of you going to rent out suits?” the man asked and Dean motioned to Michael who was on his right side, himself who was in the middle, and Kakyoin who was on his left side.
“Only us three, sir.” Dean said, a bit dejected. “Alright then gentlemen, when you find your suits, come back to me to pay. ” the man said and the four boys headed deeper into the suit shop.
After they tried out multiple suits, they finally found the right ones.
“Damn, I didn’t know I looked so good in navy blue.” Dean said as he looked at himself in the mirror.
Kakyoin, who was also looking at himself in the mirror alongside Michael, laughed.
“I mean yeah, you don’t go and rent suits everyday.” Kakyoin said as he looked at the suit he was wearing.
It was almost black, but if you came closer you could see a hue of dark green.
Michael winked at his reflection as he was wearing black trousers and white and black suit jacket and he paired it up with a black bow tie, “I think I could get used to this.” he whispered as he looked away and noticed Jotaro looking at one of the displayed suits.
It was all black and paired up with white bow tie. Jotaro traced his fingers across the suit and sighed softly.
Michael’s eyes lowered as he felt sad for his best friend. He didn’t have enough money to rent out another suit, which made him feel even more bad.
After a few minutes, the guys got dressed up in their usual clothes and walked to the register and paid for the suits.
The older man placed them in plastic covers and stacked them up and the guys took them in their hands.
As they all started to walk towards the doors, they were met with Tommy and his gang entering the suit store.
“Oh! Jotaro! I didn’t expect you and your friends to be here out of all places.” Tommy laughed, making his friends laugh right after him. Jotaro’s eyes darkened as he heard Tommy’s agitating voice.
Kakyoin’s eyes widened as he looked back at Jotaro and then at Michael and Dean. “This isn’t going to end well…” Kakyoin muttered under his breath as he went to stand in front of Tommy and Jotaro.
“Oh, and you are all going to the prom? I’m surprised you all even managed to get dates.” Henry commented and Tommy nodded his head, “Yeah, and it looks like out friend Jotaro doesn’t have a date and the money to even rent out a suit.” he said as he rolled his eyes.
“Knock it off, Tommy.” Michael chimed in as he grabbed Jotaro’s upper arm and tried to move him away from Tommy but he didn’t budge. Jotaro lared at Tommy as he felt his blood boiling.
All he wanted to do was beat the shit out of every one of them, but especially Tommy. Without saying anything he strutted up to Tommy and picked him up by the collar of his polo shirt.
“Listen here you piece of shit… I can break all the bones in your body in under ten minutes… If I was you, I would shut my ass up and get out of my way.” Jotaro sneered as veno dripped from every word he said.
Tommy was about to open his mouth but the older man from the register rushed over to them and tore Tommy away from Jotaro’s grip, “That’s it! Out! Out all of you! Mr. Williams I am so sorry-” the man started to brush off Tommy’s shirt but he slapped his hand away.
“I-It’s fine, Richard. I think Jotaro and his friends were heading out anyway…” Tommy said, catching up his breath.
Jotaro grinded his teeth and stormed out of the suit shop. Kakyoin, Dean and Michael rushed out of the shop hoping he hadn't disappeared.
Kakyoin groaned as he slapped his forehead, “Great, we lost him.” he said as he looked around the bussy West side.
“He probably went back to his home, repair shop or Frankie’s. I don’t think he would be anywhere around here.” Dean said and Michael and Kakyoin nodded their heads.
“We can also head home and hope he doesn’t do anything stupid.” Michale said and they all headed back to their neighborhood.
Jotaro got into his house and slammed the doors shut. He got into his room and closed the doors and slid down until he was sitting on the floor.
First he saw Tommy, than the fucker had the nerve to taunt him.
He could’ve killed him right there and then, but thankfully his friends knocked him out of the blind rage.
Jotaro sighed as he got up and this time gently opened and closed the doors behind him as he headed to Holly’s room.
But of course not before making her some tea and a few biscuits from the pantry.
He knocked onto the doors two times and Holly’s warm but weak voice could be heard through the doors, “Jotaro baby! Come on in!” she laughed as Jotaro opened the doors and walked to her.
He placed the tea and biscuits silently on the nightstand next to her and sat on the bed.
“Dear, is everything alright? You seem like you’re really frustrated.” Holly said softly and Jotaro hesitantly nodded his head.
“Well then, I’m listening.” Holly said and Jotaro took a deep breath. He found it difficult to speak about what he felt, but he knew that his mother would listen to him. No matter how long it took him to speak out.
“There's this shitty dance or whatever it is at school in two days… and I really didn’t give two shits about it. But… the guys said I should invite Y/n to the dance. And I did want to do that. But…” Jotaro stopped as he gripped the bed sheets out of anger.
Holly smiled softly as she placed a hand on Jotaro’s shoulder, “It’s alright sweetie… continue.” she said calmly and Jotaro nodded his head.
“This fucker Tommy invited her before me and she said yes. I saw something was off, but I just couldn’t even be there.” Jotaro said as he released the bed sheets from his strong grip.
“And now I feel like I should go there and dance with her, but at the same time I think I should stay at home.” Jotaro said as he glanced at Holly who smiled at him.
“Oh, my dear boy… This is one the once in a lifetime chance! I think you should go there and have fun with your friends, even though you don’t have a date.” she said as she pulled off the covers of her legs.
Jotaro immediately got up to help her out but Holly chuckled, “Now… I’m not that weak, JoJo.” she said as she walked to her closet and opened it. She pulled out a black suit with an white bow tie on a hanger.
“This used to be your fathers when he performed here in America. He wore it only a few times, and I think it would look absolutely perfect on you.” she said as she handed Jotaro the suit and smiled.
“But I don’t think I even want to go-” “Hush now, dear. Put that in your room and think about it until the dance night.” she interrupted Jotaro mid sentence as she laid back on her bed and put the covers back on her legs.
“Now, if you’ll excuse me. I want to drink my tea in peace and quiet.” Holly said and Jotaro slowly walked out of her room and gently closed the doors.
He walked back to his room and laid the suit onto his bed and crossed his arms.
He still planned on not going, but Holly’s words repeated in his head. Making him unsure of his first choice.
*Time skip to the prom night*
As Y/n put on her dress and did her make up and hairstyle she looked herself in the mirror. She did look stunning, but she knew that it was all fake, it was all for Tommy Williams.
She imagined herself dancing to one of the slow songs with Jotaro as they gazed into each other's eyes, but she knew it would only happen in her imagination since she doubted he would show up.
As she was touching up her hairstyle she heard a loud honking of a car outside her house. “It’s Tommy…” she muttered under her breath as she smoothed out her f/c dress and rushed down.
“Oh! Y/n dear! You look absolutely beautiful! Just like a princess out of the fairy tale!” her mother gasped as she saw Y/n in her dress.
Y/n smiled at her mother and father, but her smile faded as she noticed Tommy standing by the doorway.
“Hi.” Y/n said shortly and Tommy smiled, “You look absolutely stunning.” he said as he smoothed out his all white suit.
“Thank you.” she said and Tommy looked at her parents. “I’ll have her home by 12:00 pm.!” he laughed and tried to grab Y/n by her arm but she quickly pulled away.
They walked to his car and he opened the doors for her, “Here you go, princess.” he said and Y/n nodded her head and got in without a word.
Tommy closed the doors and got into the driver's seat and began to drive towards the school.
Once they arrived, they saw how many cars were parked and they finlay found the free parking spot. Once they got into the decorated gym, all eyes fell onto them.
Y/n’s stomach flipped and twisted with anxiety as she tried to smile but she was just too nervous.
“Can I please get a loud applause for Tommy Williams and his absolutely stunning prom date!?” The singer on the stage shouted and everyone started to clap as Tommy and Y/ walked down the stairs and reached the podium.
“Alright everybody! Grab your date and rush to the podium! The dance is about to begin!” The guy shouted and everyone cheered as they rushed to the dance podim.
Tommy grabbed Y/n by her hand and rushed her to where the rest of the students were dancing.
Y/n didn’t even have time to react to what was happening and now she was trying to keep up with Tommy’s frantic moves.
And so few songs passed and she probably stumbled over her heels about a hundred times.
Finally, a more calming song started to play, and everyone slowed down. Tommy grabbed Y/n by her waist and brought her up closer.
“Ah… You see, darling. It isn’t so bad, right?” Tommy laughed as he spun her around and Y/n only rolled her eyes.
After a few moments, she heard the doors open and she looked up and low and behold, there stood one and only…
Jotaro Kujo
She almost gasped as she felt her heart skip a beat as she noticed him looking at her. Tommy, noticing the arrival of Jotaro grumbled as he grabbed Y/n’s chin towards him, “Focus here, darling.” he seethed as he motioned towards his face and Y/n only nodded her head.
She saw Jotaro walk towards Kakyoin, Michael and Dean who gasped in surprise and hugged him.
They probably didn’t expect him to show up, just like she did. As the song finally ended she tore herself from Tommy.
“I’m going to go grab a drink.” she said as she rushed to the table with drinks and food. She grabbed a plastic cup and filled it up with red punch and drank it hurriedly. She placed the cup back onto the table.
She scanned the crowded gym and noticed Jotaro on the other side of the gym, already looking at her.
Her heart skipped a beat and her cheeks heated up. She thought he would look away, but to her surprise, he started to walk towards her.
Y/n looked around and noticed Tommy nowhere in sight. As Jotaro came more and more near her, her heart started to race much faster.
Once he was finally in front of her, she looked into his eyes, despite being extremely nervous.
“Hi…” she whispered to Jotaro, not expecting him to say anything. “Hi.” he said shortly as he looked at her.
Why did he even do this? This was such a stupid decidon…
He slowly outstretched his hand but quickly retreated it. After a few silent moments he tried to again and this time, he took her hand and gently held it.
“... Will you… dance with me…?” Jotaro muttered out and Y/n’s head shot up and her eyes widened.
“I… Sure…” Y/n replied as she gulped down. By now, her heart would have exploded.
Jotaro’s blank expression didn’t change as he led her to the dance podium. They got a few weird stares, but they were too busy to even notice them.
But just as they reached the center of the podium, it dawned on him.
He didn’t know how to dance
“I… don’t know how to-” Jotaro said as he tried to compose himself and Y/n laughed, “No worries, JoJo! It’s quite simple.” she chuckled, much more relaxed.
She grabbed his hand and put it around her waist and put one of their hands in the air.
“I’m a bit rusty myself, but I think we’ll manage.” Y/n said and Jotaro nodded his head. As he looked away from her, he noticed Kakyoin, Michael and Dean cheering and laughing.
“Go Jotaro! You’ve got this!” Michael hollered as he swung his drink in the ear, clearly drunk. Kakyoin smiled warmly and showed him thumbs up and Dean kept chanting, “Go JoJo!”.
Jotaro smiled a little and focused on Y/n. They danced quite slowly, just so Jotaro kept track of the dance moves.
Y/n smiled as she looked him into his eyes and Jotaro smiled in her direction.
They danced for a few more minutes and just as the new song was going to start, Jotaro felt a strong grip on his shoulder.
“Jotaro Kujo… Always… needing to ruin shit for me.” Tommy said as he yanked him back. His cheeks were red, his hair was quite disheveled and his speech was quite slurred.
Now it was obvious he went to drink alcohol with his friends.
“Me? How about I ruin that face of yours with my fists.” Jotaro sneered and Tommy scoffed as he tried to keep up his balance.
Y/n froze in her tracks as she noticed that the other students stopped dancing and looked in their direction.
Tommy laughed as he fumbled with his words for a few seconds, “Y-You’re always no bark and no bite, Jotaro.
Now if you will excuse me, me and my date have an unfinished dance to complete.” Tommy said as he went to grab Y/n but Jotaro grabbed his wrist and squeezed it with his hand.
The students gasped as Tommy hollered in pain and tore his wrist away from Jotaro. “This is it you nasty greaser!” Tommy shouted as he went to punch Jotaro, but he was met with Jotaro’s fist in his face.
Y/n, including everyone else, gasped in horror as Tommy flew a meter away from them and held his probably broken nose.
Blood dripped between his fingers and onto his white suit.
“You… You piece of shit! Look at what you did to my suit!” Tommy screeched out as he frantically got up but he lost his balance and fell onto the floor, but this time, one of his teeth slid close to Y/n’s shoe, which left a slight bloody trail.
Few quiet moments passed, and all of a sudden everyone started to cheer and laugh, applauding Jotaro for knocking down Tommy.
Y/n’s eyes widened in disgust as she looked at Jotaro who quickly turned to her and grabbed her hand and ran off to the exit. They ran through the exit and onto the huge parking lot.
“What- WHAT WAS THAT!? ” Y/n exclaimed in horror as she looked at Jotaro who only exhaled.
“I… I don’t know what came over me…” Jotaro muttered as he ran a hand down his face.
“I… Holy shit. I don’t know what to say except, good riddance.” Y/n said as she sighed. Jotaro nodded his head as he grabbed her hand once again and started to walk down the parking lot.
“Where are we going?” Y/n asked and Jotaro motioned towards his car.
“I’ll show you, but don’t be annoying, alright?” he asked and Y/n nodded her head, “Whatever you say, JoJo.” she replied as they sat inside his car and drove off.
They drove further from the bustling West side to a quiet and moonlit meadow. Jotaro stopped his car and exited, and Y/n followed suit, but neither closed the doors.
“It looks absolutely beautiful…” Y/n whispered as she looked around the flower filled meadow. Jotaro nodded his head as he walked towards Y/n and stood next to her.
“You know-” he went on to say but was interrupted by his car's radio starting to play.
As the melody became clear, he immediately recognised the song, it was Elvis Presley’s Can't Help Falling in Love.
…Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?
Jotaro softly grabbed Y/n’s hand and the other one he slowly wrapped around her waist, bringing her closer.
“Since we didn’t get to finish our dance earlier, I thought we could try here…” he whispered and Y/n blushed at his actions, but she certainly didn’t complain.
Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be
“You seem to remember the steps quite well, JoJo.” Y/n laughed softly and suddenly Jotaro twirled her and brought her closer to his chest.
“I’m glad to hear that, Y/n.” Jotaro muttered as they continued to dance to the song on the radio.
They softly swayed to the song until they stopped. Jotaro looked at Y/n as the moonlight reflected into her e/c eyes.
He placed his one hand on her cheek and brought her face closer to his.
Y/n nervously trembled as she felt his breath against her lips. After a few moments, she grabbed him by the collar and kissed him. Jotaro’s eyes widened as he wanted to gasp, but he melted into the kiss.
Once they moved away from each other, Y/n softly smiled as she laid her head on his chest and Jotaro wrapped his arms around her waist as they continued to listen to the song as they looked at the moon.
“Damn Jotaro… You look- tired .” Michael commented as he looked at Jotaro as they walked to school. Jotaro only grumbled under his breath and continued walking.
He had slightly darker eyebags and overall he looked like he could use a few more hours of sleep.
“Awww- Did you stay up all night thinking about what corsage to buy Y/n for the prom?” asked Dean and everyone laughed. Jotaro sighed, “Good grief, can you two shut up for once?” he snapped.
Kakyoin lightly swatted Jotaro on his shoulder, “Come on now, JoJo… No need to be all fussy.” he smiled at Jotaro who only nodded his head.
Jotaro sighed and they continued to walk to school. Once they arrived they noticed a small stand with flower corsages on display.
Michael bumped Jotaro with his elbow as he motioned to the corsage stand.
“Hey, look! Let’s check out the stand!” Michael laughed and Jotaro shook his head, “I’m not going there.” He said firmly and crossed his arms. Kakyoin looked at Dean and Michael and they all nodded their heads and smirked.
They got behind Jotaro and pushed him forwards with all their strength and once they arrived at the stand they stopped.
Behind the stand was Bonnie, and once she noticed Jotaro her smile grew a thousand times bigger.
“Hi there, JoJo! How can I help you?” she asked as she swept away her black hair. Jotaro took a deep breath as he took a look at the various flower corsages that were displayed. There were so many combinations and colors his head started to spin.
Kakyoin, noticing Jotaro’s distressed expression, decided to step in, “He’ll take the f/c one.” he said as he motioned at the one corsage and Bonnie raised an eyebrow at him.
“I didn’t remember asking you, Kakyoin.” she sneered at Kakyoin and he scoffed.
“We frankly don’t care, Bonnie. Now give him the damn corsage.” Dean said and she huffed, “What are you, his advocates? Let Jojo speak for himself.” Bonnie replied as she smiled at him.
Michael pitched Jotaro’s arm and coughed, “Come on man, don’t embarrass us in front of this bitch…” he muttered to Jotaro.
He cleared his throat as he pointed to the same corsage that Kakyoin pointed at.
“Give me this one.” he said and Bonnie tightly smiled. “F/c…?Could have chosen a better color… ” she murmured under her breath as she picked up the f/c colored corsage and put it in a small white paper bag.
“That’ll be 10 dollars. Discount for my date of course.” Bonnie giggled as she opened a small metal box with her key that had money in it. Jotaro pulled out a wrinkled up 10 dollar bill alongside a 5 dollar bill.
“Here.” Jotaro said as he handed her the money and she only took the 10 dollar bill and gave him the small white bag.
“Let’s go.” Jotaro said, not giving Bonnie a second glance. “Bye JoJo!” Bonnie waved goodbye as she laughed.
“Are we not going to comment on what Bonnie said to Jotaro?” Dean asked as he looked at everyone as they walked inside the school.
“Yeah, she hinted she wants him to be her date to the prom but we all know that won’t be possible.” Kakyoin answered as he laughed.
Jotaro slightly blushed at his sentence as he glanced at the white paper bag in his hands before he lightly put it in the pocket of his leather jacket and entered his classroom.
“So, when will you ask Y/n to be your date to the prom? I heard Tommy was hot on her trail.” Michael said from Jotaro’s left side and Jotaro scoffed as he sat down on his chair, “Probably next week, and as for Tommy, he can try, but I doubt it will be successful.” he said as he smiled a little.
“...You know something we don’t, Jotaro, and I don't like that.” Dean said from behind Jotaro and Kakyoin laughed from his right side, “This is going to be fun.” he whispered as he noticed the professor came in and greeted the class.
*Time skip after school*
Y/n bid goodbye’s to Sheri and Lisa as she exited the school dressed up in her waitress uniform and got in her car.
Tommy was secretly following her in his second car.
He was already getting suspicious after she rejected his offer to go with her to work, and he knew something was going on with her. So, he decided to follow her today to her work.
“What could she be hiding…?” he asked himself as the surroundings of the West side disappeared and the ones of the East side appeared.
“What kind of short cut to the cinema is this…?” Tommy asked as he knew there was no way that there was a road to the cinema here.
After a few minutes, he saw Y/n stop at some kind of old diner named Frankie’s. She exited her car and quickly rushed in. And Tommy, who was parked a bit down the street, stared at the scene with his mouth hung open.
In sheer rage, he gripped his steering wheel with both hands and closed his eyes.
“This is all one bad dream… This is all a bad fucking dream…” he repeated a few times as he felt his heart rage with anger.
After everything he’s done for her? This is how she repays him? By literally working at the place where his number one enemy hangs out almost every day?
He quickly turned his car away and speeded away back to his home. As he got back to his house he took out his school bag and rushed inside. He didn’t bother greeting his parents and got up and locked himself into his room.
He took out the prom flier and gripped it with his hands.
“I have to make her see what she’s doing… She can’t be hanging around that bastard Kujo.” Tommy spat out with jealousy as he threw the pieces of the flier onto the ground and sat on his chair.
Well… If Y/n didn’t want to listen before, he will have to make her listen now…
*1st p.o.v, Y/n*
After my shift finished and I drove home, I was quite literally exhausted. Back there I dressed back into my school clothes and put my uniform back into my bag.
As I was parking my car, I noticed Tommy playing with Princess in his front yard.
As he noticed me he shooed away his cat and smiled. I got out of my car and slightly waved at him.
“Y/n, hey! I was thinking, would you like to take a ride with my car?” he asked and I politely shook my head.
“I’m sorry, Thomas.. But I’m really exhausted…” I sighed but Tommy waved his hands, “Oh come on! It will be exciting! I want to show you something!” he exclaimed excitedly as his dirty blonde hair shone in the moonlight.
“Can it wait till tomorrow?” I asked and he shook his head, “Nope- Now let’s go.” Tommy said as he dragged me to his car and motioned me to get in.
“Alright… Have it your way…” I sighed in defeat and he began to drive.
We drove out of our neighborhood and out of Winfield as I noticed that the bustling city lights disappeared and revealed a much less lit countryside.
“Can I at least know where we are going?” I asked as I looked through the window.
Tommy laughed, “Of course! It’s a spot I like to visit from time to time, and I wanted to share that with you.” he said and I nodded my head with a small hum.
After a few minutes, we arrived at a hill that overlooked the whole Winfield.
After a few minutes Tommy stopped the car and turned it off as he sighed.
“I think you already know why I wanted to talk to you alone.” Tommy said and I raised an eyebrow at him with a confused expression, “...I don’t.” I replied and he laughed.
“Let’s stop beating around the bush, Y/n. I want you to be my prom date.” Tommy said as he looked ahead and my blood froze.
“I…” I tried to say something, anything but I couldn’t. He completely caught me off guard.
Tommy glanced at me, “I know it’s just so all of a sudden, but I would like you to answer now.” he said.
I gulped down, knowing I had to turn him down… since he wasn’t the one I wanted to go to prom with.
“I’m so sorry Thomas… But I have to decline your offer.” I said slowly and I noticed his knuckled whitening as he gripped the steering wheel.
Tommy began to laugh, but not a sincere laugh, but a fake and forced one.
“...I knew you were going to say that, N/n. Let’s try again, shall we?” he asked as he stopped laughing and I looked at him worried, “Try again? Thomas I said I don’t want to be your prom date.” I said firmly.
What has gotten into him?
He bit his lip as he turned his head to me, “Why? Why don’t you want me to be your date?” he asked me and I just stared at him.
“Well? I’m waiting.” he said as he let go off the steering wheel and placed his hands in his lap.
“...I just don’t want to go to prom with you, it isn’t that deep Thomas.” I said to him, as I tried to maintain my composure. He was really starting to scare me.
“Not that deep, huh…. Let’s ask your dear Jotaro then?” Tommy asked me with a smirk on his face and my expression paled at the mention of his name.
“J-Jotaro? Tommy, what does he have to do with this?” I choked out.
“What does he have to do with this? Awfully a lot, surprisingly.” Tommy said as he tsked. I only stayed quiet as my heart began to pace at a much faster rate.
“I don’t get you, Y/n… What does that piece of shit have that I don’t? He skips school, fights every day and, let’s not continue the list. Don’t think I didn’t catch your little lies Y/n.” he said and I could open my mouth to say something but nothing came up.
He clicked a small button, locking the car doors, “You’re not going anywhere until you accept my offer.” he sneered and my eyes widened. “I said no Tommy, accept that.” I spat back and he grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer.
“Listen, maybe I wasn't clear the first time, doll… I want you to my date to prom. Since the first day you came here I became infatuated with you. Your fiery personality and playing hard to get. I will not let some scumbag Kujo take you away from me.” he growled and I stared at him, completely flabbergasted.
“... I’m not going to be your prom date, Tommy.” I hissed and he tightened his grip on my wrist.
“Wrong answer Y/n. I thought you were much smarter than this. But if you want to play this game, let’s play it. ” he snarled.
“Alright, let’s set a little deal, shall we?” Tommy asked as he finally released my wrist and I could feel the bruise forming on it. I slightly nodded my head, just now I could feel the rage bubbling inside of me.
“I’m going to ask you to be my prom date once again, and if you say no… I might have to make some repercussions. But if you say yes, nobody gets harmed.” he said and I gave him a puzzled look.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked him in worry. “Well, if you say no… I’m personally going to make sure Jotaro ends up behind bars, somewhere he should’ve been a long time ago. I can easily accuse him of anything I can think of. And who do you think will the Winfield police trust more, me? Or that lowlife delinquent?”
My eyes widened and I gasped, “You wouldn’t dare to do that just because I said no to you?” I asked him in disbelief.
“No no no, that's not all, doll. You know your father works for mine, right? I can easily come inside my fathers office and request him to fire him. And you wouldn’t want him to lose something he worked so much for, right?” he asked with pity in his voice.
I stayed quiet as I tried to take in everything Tommy had said. My heart was pounding so hard and fast I thought it would jump out of my chest.
I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of winning, but at the same time I couldn’t risk Jotaro being sentenced to jail and my dad losing his job over this maniac.
“... If I say yes, you won’t do anything to Jotaro and dad?” I asked Tommy and nodded his head with a smile, “Exactly, doll! I knew you would catch on quick!” he laughed as he ran his hand through his hair.
“Even though I am still deeply betrayed by what you did to me… I still gave you an option.” Tommy said and I only stared at him, still not believing what was happening.
“Well, if that’s settled, let’s continue... Tomorrow, at lunch break, I will ask you to prom in front of everybody, you know, to make things official. And you know who will see that? Your dear Jotaro and his friends. You will say yes, since you know what will happen if you don’t. I can already picture his cold heart shattering in a million pieces as you agree to my proposal.” Tommy laughed as he turned on the car and began to drive home.
“You are sick, Tommy.” I choked out as I scooted away from him. I fought off the tears that were forming in my eyes as I felt his eyes on me.
“I know, doll… I know…” he muttered and continued to drive home.
Once we arrived back into our neighborhood he parked his car in his driveway, but he didn’t unlock the doors.
“Unlock the doors, Tommy.” I said as I tried to calm myself down.
“Here you go, and have a good night! But don’t slip a word about this to anybody because I don’t think you want to suffer much greater consequences…” Tommy threatened and I just nodded my head and jumped out of the car and rushed inside my house, and thankfully everyone was asleep.
I rushed to my room and slammed the doors shut. I jumped on my bed and started to sob. Was it out of rage or sadness, I didn’t care. My heart pounded as I continued to cry in my pillow.
My heart aced at the thought of Jotaro having to see me accept Tommy’s offer to be his prom date.
But Tommy was right, I cared too much about him to say no to his proposal which made me fum with rage.
If I could I would have run him over with my car so much that his own mother won’t recognise his body.
And as the all so quiet night continued, I hopelessly wept into my pillow… Why do the worst things always happen to me…?
*Time skip to tomorrow at lunch break*
The whole day I didn’t utter a word, I only stayed in my seat and took some notes. Lisa and Sheri tried to talk to me, but I told them I just wasn’t in the mood for talking today.
We quietly ate our food and I looked across the yard only to meet eyes with Jotaro who quickly averted his gaze from mine and his friends began to laugh as they noticed a slight blush starting to creep on his neck.
I smiled slightly and just for a moment, I thought things would get a bit better.
All of a sudden, everything quieted down and I noticed everyone looking at the entrance of the school yard.
And of course, it had to be Tommy with a bouquet in his hands and a colorful corsage and a box in his hands strutting over to our table.
“Y/n L/n… Since the first day I saw you, I knew there was something special about you… My heart wasn’t at rest and I couldn't let this chance slip from my hands. So, will you go to prom with me?” he asked as he pushed the bouquet and the corsage towards me and I swallowed.
Sheri and Lisa had opened their mouths as they looked at me in surprise. As did all the students in the school yard.
I glanced at Jotaro and his friends only to find them having the same expression and Sheri and Lisa.
My eyes once again met with Jotaro’s and I could see them slightly glossing up as he stared at me in disbelief. If I have stared at him more, I think I could have felt his heart break sink.
“I… I do.” I muttered under my breath as I felt my heart beating at a fast peace, and unfortunately not out of happiness or excitement.
After a few moments the whole yard started cheering, and Tommy laughed.
“I knew you would say yes!” he cheered as he forcefully grabbed my hand and slipped on the corsage and put the bouquet on the table and kissed the back of my hand.
I only nodded my head as I whipped my hand down my skirt.
“Well then, I’m really looking forward to seeing you in a beautiful dress. See you in class Y/n!” Tommy cheered as he walked away.
The students got back to what they were doing before and I glanced at Sheri and Lisa who were still unmoving.
“Y/n… Pinch me to see if I’m dreaming.” Sheri muttered as she looked at me as if I was crazy. Which made sense since they didn’t know why I didn’t decline his offer.
“Holy shit… did he bribe you?” Lisa quietly asked and I nodded my head as I bit my lip slightly.
“What will you do with Jotaro?” Sheri asked and I glanced at where he and his friends were sitting not a few minutes ago. But the place was empty. They probably went somewhere else.
I sighed as I felt my heart break into pieces as I took off the corsage and stuffed it into my bag. I grabbed the bouquet and as nobody was looking, dumped it into trash.
If I couldn't win the war at least I won a small battle…
Lisa and Sheri got up and we walked to our classes. This over the top prom proposal ruined my whole day…
*Time skip to the end of school*
After I got dressed up in my uniform and bid my goodbyes to Sheri and Lisa, I went off to work. Surprisingly, neither Jotaro or his friends were there… Maybe it was for the better for now.
And for the whole shift they didn’t show up. As I was serving the last customer, I noticed I had only a few moments left of my shift. Susan saw me looking at the clock and laughed.
“I see you’re in a hurry, dear. You can go home if you want. I will clean up.” she said and I nodded my head with a smile.
“Alright, thank you!” I thanked her as I went to dress up in my other clothes and as I was going to exit through the back doors, I heard a bunch of male voices arguing.
I leaned my head against the doors so I could hear them better.
“Listen, Jotaro! We didn’t know that she was going to say yes to Tommy! Besides, I felt something was off, like she didn’t want to say yes but she had to. If you only go and talk to her while she’s still inside you can ask her about it.”
I recognised the voice of Kakyoin as he was talking to Jotaro. I sighed in relief as I knew Kakyoin suspected that something was off.
“But she still said yes.” Jotaro firmly replied and Kakyoin groaned. “I know that, JoJo! I was right next to you! You can’t continue like this! If you care about her you will wait here and talk to her. If you don't, you're free to come back to work. Now excuse me, I have a car to repair back at the workshop.” Kakyoin said firmly, but he didn’t get a reply from Jotaro.
I waited for a few moments until Kakyoin walked away, leaving Jotaro completely alone in the alleyway.
My heart pounded against my chest as I felt my stomach churn in anxiety.
Should I go out now or wait for him to walk away…?
I heard him sigh as he pulled out something like a paper bag? He threw it in the trash and I could hear him storm off.
I slowly opened the doors and walked out. I looked around and there wasn't a trace of Jotaro left.
I heard him throw something in the trash… What could it be? I put a box next to the container and stepped on it.
Besides all the trash bags I noticed a small white paper bag lying on top of one of the trash bags and I picked it up and dusted it off.
I got out of the box and opened it. I gasped in surprise as I took out a beautiful f/c corsage. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was… this for me?
I shook my head as I put the corsage into my pocket and began to walk out of the alleyway and back to my car. I carefully put it on the passenger's seat as I began to drive back home.
I had to make things right between me and Jotaro… but how?
*3rd p.o.v, Jotaro*
Jotaro walked down the street and back to his house. His heart was pounding with anger and sadness and he opened the doors and got in. Holly was thankfully sleeping in her room with her doors closed.
He locked the doors and went into this room, As he got dressed into his pajamas he laid onto his bed and shakily sighed.
He never felt this much sadness, it was too overwhelming for him.
Jotaro closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. ‘It isn’t fair… It isn’t fair.’ he repeated to himself as he felt a small tear roll down his cheek as he remembered he threw away the corsage in rage after the argument he had with Kakyoin.
He got up and sat by his window. The moon illuminated his glossy eyes as he stared down the empty street.
He looked into the sky and sighed, why was the universe playing with his feelings while he himself couldn’t understand them.
Why won’t anything go in his favor? He tried his best and then Tommy ruined everything. Jotaro sighed as he rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes.
Was showing up to prom even worth it? Or will it be just a waste of time…?
This morning I woke up a bit earlier than I needed to, and as I tried to fall back asleep, sleep just wouldn’t come to me.
“Fucking hell- Maybe dad’s awake so I can talk to him…” I sighed as I got out of my bed, still in my pajamas.
I really had to talk to them about Tommy, because he was getting out of hand. I had a feeling they would dismiss what I was going to say, but I still had some hope left.
As I got downstairs I saw mom preparing food for dad as he was packing up his briefcase. “Hey mom! Hey dad!” I greeted them as I yawned, still a bit sleepy.
“Oh hey dear! What are you doing so early?” dad asked and I sighed.
“I don’t know, maybe stress from work…” I said and they laughed, “Welcome to the world of adults honey.” Dad laughed as he sipped coffee from his cup.
“I actually wanted to talk about Tommy with you two.” I said and mom’s eyes widened.
“Why is that? Did something happen?” she asked in worry and I shook my head, “No, not really- He is just too pushy and doesn’t seem to get when I tell him I’m not interested.” I said and they both looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
“Really? That doesn’t sound like him at all…” Mom said with a slightly concerned tone.
“Well, if that’s the case, keep your distance. Next time I see him I’m going to have a chat with him.” Dad said firmly.
I nodded my head with a small smile, ‘They believe me!’ I cheered internally. One problem less I must say.
“Why didn’t you tell us sooner?” Mom asked as she put food on my plate, “Well… I didn't know how you’d react since you seem to like him very much.” I said as I started to eat my food.
“Come on, don’t be ridiculous! You can tell us anything and anytime!” Dad laughed and I nodded my head with a tight smile.
After we ate and me and dad packed up we left the house, but of course not before we hugged mom and gave treats to Bucky.
I secretly checked my bag to see my waitress uniform neatly folded inside it beside my books. I got inside my car and drove off to school.
As I arrived and parked my car I noticed Sheri carrying a stack of papers under her arm and a tape in one hand and sticking those papers on every surface she could see.
And that included the window of my car.
I grabbed my school bag and got out of the car, “Hey, Sheri! What are those flyers?” I asked as I took one from the window and observed it.
Rydell High’s Junior prom
DANCE
In two weeks!
Flower corsages can be bought by the gym until the last day
“They’re for the prom! Honestly, I’m so excited!” Sheri cheered with excitement. “Hm, sounds interesting! You need help taping them around school?” I asked and Sheri offered me half the stack of flyers.
“It seems we have printed out a bit… too much…” Sheri laughed in embarrassment as we began to walk down the school's parking lot and put the flyers on everyone's car. “Where else do we have to put them?” I asked as we put the flier on the last car.
“I think the outside cafeteria… I have to find and ask Lisa how she’s doing with her stack.” Sheri said as we started to walk inside the school. “Alright, let’s go and see.” I said as we walked inside and walked in the direction of the school yard.
I firmly held the flyers so they didn’t fall out of my hands and I also gripped my school bag. This feelt like an unnecessary morning work out…
“Alright, you can put the flyers on the tables and I will plaster them onto the walls.” Sheri said and I nodded my head. Most of the tables were empty since most students didn’t arrive at school.
After some minutes, Sheri and I met up at one of the tables and thankfully we didn’t have any flyers left over.
“While we are on the theme of prom… Do you have a certainperson in mind for your date?” Sheri asked as she lightly bumped my side with her elbow as she was smirking. My eyes widened as I came to a halt.
“Why do you think I want Jotaro to be my date!?” I exclaimed and she started to laugh, “N/n, I never mentioned Jotaro’s name when I asked who you wanted your date to be.” Sheri sniggered as she grabbed my arm and we started to walk to our classroom.
“Look, if you want him to be your date, hurry up because those girls aren’t going to waste their time.” Sheri said as she pointed to the six girls in the hallway who were all holding the prom flier and whispering.
As we walked past them they started to whisper more hurriedly as they started to walk straight behind us. I slightly glanced at Sheri and she only rolled her eyes as we speeded up to our classroom.
“Hey! You h/c haired girl!” One of them shouted and I stopped in my tracks and turned around. Sheri stopped as well but tugged my arm signaling me to ignore them, but really, I just couldn’t.
“You’re that girl that’s been hanging around Jotaro, right ?” asked the girl in the middle as she crossed her arms.
“We have classes to attend to, so can you please not, Bonnie?” Sheri asked as she squinted her eyes.
“I wasn’t talking to you, Hoffman.” The girl snapped back as she glared at Sheri. Now this was already getting out of hand…
“Okay, okay- Let her off the hook. I’m the one you wanted to talk to.” I said as I sighed. Yes, my heart was extremely pounding since I didn’t know what would happen next but I had to stay calm.
“Great! Nice to know that the new girl has some manners.” the black haired girl, now known as Bonnie, laughed as she side eyes Sheri.
Was this some kind of female version of Tommy that I didn’t know existed?
“What did you want to talk about, Bonnie?” I asked, already exhausted. Bonnie sighed as she uncrossed her arms, “Listen, we saw how you so desperately want to get close to Jotaro and I just wanted to chime in before you get any ideas.” she said with a smile as her friends nodded their heads in agreement.
I glanced at Sheri who slightly shrugged her shoulders in confusion, “Alright, continue…?” I asked, wanting Bonnie to elaborate more on her claims.
“I just wanted to say that he’s going to be my prom date, so I’m just putting that out there.” Bonnie said as she laughed and her friends, as if triggered, immediately started to laugh as well.
I’m actually having this conversation with her right now…?
“Great, nice, awesome to hear that Bonnie. And if we’re done here, can we go?” Sheri asked, but didn’t let Bonnie reply because she started dragging me into the direction of our classroom.
“H-Hey! We weren’t finished with our conversation!” Bonnie shouted but we ignored her.
“Stupid whores…” Bonnie huffed as she stormed off in the opposite direction and her friends followed her.
As we arrived in our classroom, we noticed Lisa sleeping on her chair with her head laid on the table, with a stack of flyers beside her.
“Lisa fucking Carter!” Sheri shouted, startling the other students in the classroom.
Lisa jumped in her seat and looked around and her eyes widened, “Sheri, Y/n… How nice to see you two…” she laughed awkwardly as she glanced at the stack of flyers on her desk.
“Why didn’t you put out the flyers!?” Sheri exclaimed as she grabbed the flyers and started to count them.
“Because you already put them on every visible inch of surface around and inside school! People are literally finding these in the toilets and wherever more. So I didn’t see a point.” Lisa said and I laughed.
“She is right Sheri…” I giggled as I covered my mouth. Sheri sighed and put the flyers back on Lisa’s table. “Whatever… I can’t deal with you this early.” Sheri said and we all sat at our tables.
After a few moments, Tommy barged in with the prom flier in his hand and a huge smirk on his face, which probably meant nothing good.
“Ah! Y/n! Glad to see you!” Tommy cheered and I ignored him as I took out my books from my bag.
“A-Ahem- I said. Glad to see you.” Tommy stuttered as he cleared his throat. After I finally looked up, I smiled a little.
“Oh, I didn’t notice you came in.” I brushed him off and his expression changed to one of disbelief. “Are you feeling alright, Y/n?” Tommy asked with a slightly concerned voice.
“Why wouldn’t I be feeling alright?” I asked him in confusion.
“Well, you completely ignored me when I came in and didn’t notice me standing by your table. Have you slept well?” he asked and I held in my laughter.
“Just because I didn’t notice you?” I asked him and just as he was about to answer me, our professor walked in.
“I’m so sorry for being late… I got held up at home. And Mr. Williams, please take a seat.” the professor said and Tommy rolled his eyes and gripped the flier in his hand as he walked back to his desk.
And during our whole lecture, I could feel his eyes burning in the back of my skull. I did suspect something bad was going to happen, but now, I needed to focus on this class.
*time skip to the lunch break, 3rd p.o.v*
Before Tommy could catch up to Y/n, Sheri, Lisa and they ran to the outside cafeteria with their food and sat on one of the tables.
“I bet he’s going to ask you to prom.” Lisa cackled and Y/n glared at her lunch, “Well, if he tries I’ll knock his teeth out.” she said as she gritted her teeth.
“You don’t even have to lift a finger, dear. Jotaro will take care of that for you.” Sheri laughed as she subtly motioned to him and his friends who were sitting by the tree.
Y/n choked on her spit as she looked at both of them, “Guys come on! Don’t do this to me…” she sputtered out and both of them laughed.
“You're so obvious Y/n… It’s really painful.” Lisa commented and Y/n’s whole face erupted in deep red blush.
“Even if… I like him… We could never work out. My parents wouldn’t approve of our relationship and-” “Oh, who gives a fuck? It’s your life, not theirs! Besides, now you can be Romeo and Juliet.” Sheri winked in Y/n’s direction as she interrupted her.
“But just imagine! Jotaro walks up to you, ignoring everyone and focusing solely on you, with the most beautiful flower corsage the world has ever seen. And then he gets on one knee and-” “Okay Lisa now you’re just describing a marriage proposal.” Y/n laughed.
“Well, when we’re going to go buy our prom dresses, we might as well buy you a wedding dress.” Sheri said and Y/n jokingly rolled her eyes, “Alright girls, enough teasing for today… Can we eat now?” she asked and both of them nodded and began to eat their food.
Not so far away from them, Jotaro’s friends were having a heated discussion about, well you guessed it, prom.
“Listen here guys! That is the night we put on our best suits and ties, and get the hottest dates in Rydell High!” Michael cheered and everyone laughed.
“That would be possible if a girl even wanted to look in your direction.” Dean rolled his eyes and Michael’s expressio dropped.
“You know what Dean? Tell me how many girls you’ve been out with.” Michael said and Dean kept quiet. “That’s what I thought.” Michael smirked as he crossed his arms.
“Good grief, you all are actually planning on going to that shit fest?” Jotaro said as he raised an eyebrow.
“Of course we did! I mean, it's a once in a lifetime chance and I don’t plan to spend it at the repair shop. Besides, aren’t you the only one here that has a potential date?” Kakyoin asked and Michael and Dean snapped their heads in Jotaro’s direction.
“Jotaro!? Having a date!? And nobody told us!?” Michael exclaimed, caught off guard and Dean just ogled at him.
Jotaro’s eyes widened as he looked at Kakyoin with a flabbergasted expression, “The fuck?” he sputtered out to Kakyoin who only shrugged his shoulders.
“Well, you like Y/n so I thought that you wanted her to be your date.” Kakyoin said as if it’s the most basic knowledge.
Jotaro’s face flushed in deep red color as his heart picked up its pace.
What the fuck was Kakyoin talking about?
“I… I don’t like her.” was all Jotaro said as he tried to calm down. ‘Why am I even getting so worked out over this!?’ he thought as he tried to breathe properly.
Kakyoin, Michael and Dean raised an eyebrow at him with unimpressed expressions at the same time. “Gosh- I didn’t know you were so dumb…” Michael muttered as he face palmed.
“Jotaro, I know you're all tough and badass, but you gotta accept your feelings for once.” Kakyoin said and Michael and Dean nodded their heads.
“But there's no feelings to admit!” Jotaro exclaimed back and Michael and Dean covered their mouths to keep their laughter in while Kakyoin groaned in frustration.
“Gah- You’re making this much harder than it needs to be, JoJo.” Kakyoin said as he looked over to Michael and Dean for help.
The duo quickly composed themselves and nodded their heads.
“Yeah, JoJo… Kakyoin is right. You may be dumb and oblivious, but we frankly aren’t. And you know, sometimes you can allow yourself to be happy.” Dean said as he looked at Jotaro.
Jotaro only stared at the ground and once he looked up, he didn’t look at his friends, but rather Y/n talking to her two friends at her table much far from them.
He scrunched up his eyebrows and stared at her intensely.
She was smiling and enthusiastically talking about something with Sheri and Lisa. In his mind, if he stared enough he could probably answer his own question.
“Do you see my point? You’re literally staring at her right now!” Kakyoin exclaimed and Jotaro shook his head as he came back to his senses. “Man… you’re literally whipped for her.” Michael laughed with a smile.
Jotaro, frankly having enough about this conversation, got up and stormed off. But a slight blush was still evident on his face.
As Dean got up to get him, Kakyoin grabbed his arm - “Dean, he has to figure this one out himself.” he said and Dean sat back down and sat on the ground.
“Let’s go back to classes… I’m sure he’s gonna be back soon.” Michael said as he got up and Kakyoin and Dean followed suit.
Jotaro had his hands in the pockets of his black leather jacket as he walked down the street on the way to his house.
After having that conversation with his friends, he needed to clear up his mind.
Once he arrived at his house, he unlocked the doors and walked in. As he closed the doors and locked them back, he headed to Holly’s room.
“JoJo dear! What are you doing here? Don’t you have classes right now?” Holly asked as her eyes widened at the sighed of her distressed son.
“I know… But I had to check up on you.” Jotaro replied as he sat down at the end of Holly’s bed.
“Well thank you, dear. But I don’t think that’s the only reason you came here…” Holly laughed and Jotaro quickly went to disprove her claims but Holly shushed him with laughter.
“Oh, my dear baby… You think that I don’t know when something is bothering you?” Holly asked Jotaro who only stayed quiet. “Let me guess… Girl problems?” Holly asked.
Jotaro quickly lowered his gaze at the floor and sighed. “Ah, I see how it is… Well, you’re free to start talking when you want to.” Holly said but she knew that Jotaro wouldn’t say anything so she decided to start the conversation.
“...Well, what’s her name?” Holly asked as she clasped her hands in her lap. Jotaro glanced at Holly, “... It’s Y/n L/n.” he replied quietly.
“Oh! She has such a pretty name! Tell me more.” Holly said, not expecting Jotaro to start telling the whole story from the mere beginning.
Holly listened to Jotaro speak about the new girl, but he didn’t even say anything snarky or rude about the girl, which brought a smile to her face.
“-And now… I’m here, and I don’t know what to do.” Jotaro finished the story. Holly smiled softly, “Well, dear, I’m glad you chose to come to me to talk. And don’t get all fussy about the guys, they just wanted to help out.” she said and Jotaro only nodded his head.
“Tell me, when you look at her… What do you feel here? ” Holly asked as she pointed to where Jotaro’s heart was.
Jotaro recalled all the moments he had with Y/n recently, and all he could think about was how his heart pounded at a much quicker pace.
“It feels weird- I don’t know how else to say it.” Jotaro said and Holly nodded her head.
“You know, dear… When I was at one of Sadao's performances at a jazz club, my heart was feeling quite the same… I was super nervous to talk to him backstage, and I actually planned to just walk home, but I didn’t. I took a deep breath and walked over to him and… here we are.” Holly said with a fond smile.
Jotaro only nodded his head, “... Yeah, dad told me that story quite a few times.” he said with a small smile on his face. “Well then, you know what to do, dear. Now go out of the house and go back to school!” Holly slightly scolded Jotaro who immediately got up and walked out with a small goodbye and headed back to school.
Jotaro and his friends headed to their car repair shop as usual and began to repair a car left by one of Dean’s friends.
As Jotaro was beneath the car, and Kakyoin was handing him the tools, the others were playing cards.
“Ah, I can’t wait to show off my killer dance moves at prom… Which brings me, Jotaro, do you even know how to dance?” Michael laughed as he slapped a pair of cards onto the table, shaking their drinks, “Beat that shitface.” he whispered to Dean who angrily threw his cards onto the table and crossed his arms.
“Ngh- Why are you even asking that?” Jotaro asked as he slid from the bottom of the car.
“Well, how will you dance at the prom with your Y/n dearest?” Danny snigered as he began to shuffle the cards for another round.
Jotaro got up and wiped his face, which left a black smudge on his right cheek, “...As if she’s gonna say yes…” he muttered as he took a glass of water from the table and drank it all at once.
“So you’ve been thinking about inviting her to the prom!” Michael laughed but was interrupted by Kakyoin as he walked up behind Jotaro.
“Come on JoJo! For once don’t be so pessimistic… Look, we’re going to go and help you buy a corsage for Y/n one day at school. They’re pretty cheap anyways.” Kakyoin said with a grin as he put a hand on Jotaro’s shoulder.
Jotaro smiled a little as he crossed his arms, “Well… That’s settled them. But now I want to see if Michael was true to his words when he said knew how to dance. In all 17 years of our lives, I’ve never seen you step on a dance floor.” he said as if to challenge Michael.
Michael coughed up and stood up, “Dean, I’ll need your assistance.” he said as he put out his hand so Dean could grab it.
“Hell now, I’m not dancing with your dumbass.” Dean said as he scooted away in his chair.
“Well… You know what to do Danny.” Michael said and Danny turned on the radio that was on the table and a song started blasting.
Everyone else gave each other weird looks as Michael took off his leather jacket and ran a hand through his brown shoulder length hair, “Well Jotaro~ Ready for a dance?” Michael asked in a high pitched voice as he batted his eyelashes furiously as he approached Jotaro.
“Good grief, what the fuck?” Jotaro whispered as he tried to get away from Michael who only began to open his arms and giggle, “Come on JoJo~ Let’s dance!” He cheered in a high pitched voice as he began to run towards Jotaro but he moved away and Michael fell onto the floor.
Everyone began to howl with laughter as Michael picked himself up and dusted himself off, “I’m only helping you out Jotaro!” Michale huffed as he sat back onto his chair and took his deck of cards in his hands.
Jotaro shook his head as he began to walk away to the car and Kakyoin followed suit.
“At least he tried…” Kakyoin dried off the tears in his eyes as he sat down on the ground as Jotaro got underneath the car.
“I don’t even know what to say…” Jotaro muttered under his breath as he went back to repairing the car.
After a few hours after everyone took turns repairing parts of the car, they went back to their homes.
Jotaro unlocked the doors of his house and got in. After locking back the doors he got into Holly’s room and saw that she fell asleep with the framed family picture in her hands.
He slowly took it out of her hands and placed it onto the nightstand, “Goodnight mom…” he whispered as he went to refill her glass of water and placed it onto the same nightstand.
After Jotaro got ready for sleep, he laid in his bed and stared out of his window. The moon brightly shone into his room, making his eyes sparkle in the silver slight.
He tried closing his eyes but his mind didn’t want him to rest, because all he could think of was the conversation he had with his mother.
“Tell me, when you look at her… What do you feel here? ” Holly asked as she pointed to where Jotaro’s heart was.
Jotaro put his hand onto where his heart was and he could feel it beating at a faster pace. He shook his head as he turned around and sealed his eyes shut as he tried to relax and hopefully fall asleep
Something felt empty… but he couldn’t put a finger as to what. He tossed and turned in his bed and when he finally found the right position, he closed his eyes and sighed.
Jotaro tried to fight it off but keeping feelings locked away never did any good… So what will he do? He himself was lost in a sea of unknown feelings he yet had to figure out…
