“all of the girls you’ve loved before, made you the one i’ve fallen for” ♡ (inspired by to all the boys i’ve loved before!)
synopsis: you’ve been in love with your childhood best friend since you were 6. when you were 13, you decided to start writing love letters to him. you never planned on sending them but they somehow made their way to his house?
pairing: pepe marti x reader (y/n) adler | genre: highschool au, smau, fluff, slight angst | warnings: some cursing, suggestive jokes from christian (haha), gianna/gigi is an oc, y/n is kind of irritating because she assumes a lot !!
chapter 1 : ignorance is bliss
now playing : i think he knows — taylor swift
you waited at the bus stop a few blocks from your house, your mind totally occupied by the mortifying events that happened yesterday.
while you didn’t want to think about it at all, it was hard not to. your mind was constantly playing the moment back.
you wondered how much he read, how he felt when he read it, what his face looked like, his thoughts, etc.
but, a part of you also really did not want know. your heart was sadly fragile, super sensitive to anything relating to pepe.
you knew it was stupid; but, you really thought that you could just peacefully like him. you were waiting for your feelings to just go away, a confession seeming out of reach.
you had to get a grip, you needed to figure out how to go about this whole situation since you knew that he would most likely not drop it.
the bus began to approach the stop, a part of you feeling happy that you had some more time to put together a plan for today.
you sat down at the window seat, the seat feeling very comfortable, yet, undeniably cold.
it was nice though. you finally had some peace and quiet, and could focus on what was important.
that focus broke quickly when a familiar figure sat next to you, their head instantly looking at you.
“hi there”
you wanted to scream. no, you actually wanted to get off the bus and run back home. your plans of peace, tranquility, and happiness was totally interrupted by the guy.
your eyes widened, your mouth parting in a surprised expression. your guys eye contact and silence existing for a long time.
“you’re still not talking to me?” pepe asked, his eyebrow quirking up.
you stayed silent, trying to disassociate from the fact that the boy you’ve been in love with for 11 years is trying to talk to you after finding out you like him.
pepe smiled to himself as he looked down, a small chuckle coming from his mouth. your heart skipped a beat, his stupidly cute smile has always had some kind of effect on you. and you know very well that you probably wrote some very cringey (but true) things about it in your letters.
oh god, just thinking about him reading your bare emotions and feelings about him has you feeling like laying out on the road. this was torture!
pepe looked back at you, his smile not leaving his face yet. you returned back to looking in front of you, the bus coming to a sudden halt.
the force made you lean forward; but, pepe quickly put his palm in front of you and his other hand holding onto your shoulder.
you leaned back, looking at him in surprise.
he chuckled, “didn’t want you hitting your head on the chair..”
your face became slightly flushed, a very soft expression on your face, “thank you”
pepe smiled again, his hand letting go of you and returning to his lap.
“are you going to explain the letters now?”
you tried to not show your shock; but, it appeared on your face before you could control it.
you were praying for the bus to drive faster, you just wanted to go to school and avoid him at every opportunity. its hard to ignore him over text. but, it’s even harder to ignore him in person.
“one more stop” you chanted in your head.
pepe sighed with frustration, “come on..anything? as i said im not mad at all! i just really want an explanation or something! please give me something to grasp!”
you saw the bus begin to pull towards your school, your face relaxing.
“please? something?..” he explained.
the bus stopped, the door’s opening quickly. you looked at him before murmuring a small “bye” and speed walking towards the exit.
you could hear pepe calling your name from behind but decided to sprint to the campus, your adrenaline running.
that was the worst 7 minutes and 34 seconds of your life. (yes you were counting.)
pepe was a guy who was sweet, calm but also expressive, and passionate. he was strong willed and smart and honestly, perfect. he was the guy who every girl has had a crush on before, the guy who would be the best boyfriend and would never fail to impress your family, and just be the guy you’d plan on marrying.
he was all of those things. scratch that, he is all of those things. but because he’s all of those things, you know that it couldn’t work out.
“oh my god, i tried catching up to you but you were running for your life!” gianna said out of breath.
you were panting, still recovering from your very quick run to your class.
“he….was…at….the…bus…stop.” you let out with many breaths.
gianna’s face lit up in shock and excitement, her hands covering her mouth.
“no way! spill now!”
you went the whole school day on guard, observing carefully to not run into pepe. it was kind of pathetic, even you could admit it. you were practically on edge and running away from him because you knew that it was getting harder and harder to face him. you did not want to confess, hell, you didn’t want to do anything. you wished you could reverse time and stop your 13 year old self from beginning the disturbing trend of writing sappy love letters addressed to him.
gosh, this whole situation really made you feel insane! it was hard to just let it pass without feeling the pain of embarrassment.
“(name)!” gianna called.
“oh hey gigi!” you smiled.
“hey! any updates?”
you sighed before looking her in the eye, “i’ve been avoiding him all day.”
gianna groaned, “oh come on! you can’t ignore him forever!”
“i don’t want to ignore him. it’s getting really hard to do that. i just, gosh, i really just don’t know what to do.”
“i get it. but i also don’t. what are you so afraid of?” gianna questioned.
you wanted to say ‘everything’. it was true. you were scared of hearing his voice tell you that he didn’t feel the same, his reaction when you tell him it’s true, oh god, it seriously was the most embarrassing thing in the world.
“i’m afraid of the truth. i really wanted to hold onto my crush and just peacefully love him.”
gianna frowned before turning to stand in front of you, both of you guys stopping.
“the truth may be scary. you may expect him to not feel the same; but anything’s possible. while i know how crazy those letters are, trust me, i can say for sure that you shouldn’t ignore him anymore. he deserves an explanation.”
gianna was right, and she knew she was too.
with a sigh, you nodded.
to face him after this all is like opening mary poppin’s bag. there’s no certainty at all, and you knew that it was going to be so uncomfortable.
gianna’s eyes began to drift to behind you, your natural instinct telling you to look.
you turned to see pepe standing behind you, a shy expression reflecting on his face.
“good luck!” gianna cheered before walking out the gate.
“gigi!” you shouted.
she began to skip happily, an obvious taunt to your calling.
“gianna!”
you turned around to look back at pepe, who’s hand was touching his neck shyly.
oh god. you were done for. you could tell that he was annoyed, or maybe angry? fear began to make an appearance on your face, your body staying frozen.
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