Stand Your Ground {Boy Meets World}
Eric’s new ‘girlfriend’ is not exactly everyones cup of tea. But what will Eric do when she insults his best friend and the girl his best friend fancies?
Characters:
Eric, Jason, Desireé, Reader
Warnings:
Swearing. Burning.
A/N: Based on an episode of Boy Meets World (S2E4) , plus Jason Marsden is everything. Don’t fight me on this.
(Y/n) sat quietly and calmly in the Matthews’ kitchen waiting for someone to approach. She didn’t mind of course, Mrs Matthews was great company.
Suddenly a knock arose at the door. It was Jason.
‘Hi Mrs Matthews’ he said while closing the door behind him.
He began to walk forward until he saw (y/n) sitting at the table, then he froze but a smile came upon his face.
“Hey (y/n)” said Jason.
“Hey Jase” (y/n) replied.
Mrs Matthews could see there was clearly something between the two of them so she turned around and smirked.
Both (y/n) and Jason opened their mouths as if they were going to say something to one another, but they were interrupted.
“Hey Jason” Eric said as he trod down the stairs, seeing (y/n) also in his presence.
“Hey (y/n)”, she could tell Eric was slightly confused as to why she was there since she usually hangs out with Cory and Shawn but that didn’t really matter because she mainly hangs out with them all as a group (Cory, Shawn, Eric, Jason and even Topanga will join)
Jason tore is gaze from (y/n) and looked at Eric.
“Hey? You’re not shooting hoops dressed like that are you?” Jason said, noticing that Eric wasn’t wearing his sweats.
(Y/n) had a small smile on her face as she looked down at the table. She thought it was cute how when Jason asked a question, his voice became an octave higher towards the end of the sentence.
Eric walked over to the kitchen table and rested his arm on the backboard of the chair that (y/n) was sitting at.
“No, I gotta bail on the game. I have something that kinda came up.” Eric replied to Jason.
“Oh” Jason said in realisation of what Eric was talking about.
“Let me guess, and I’m just pulling this out of the air here….a certain senior girl…..named….Vampira?”
(Y/n) used her hand to cover her mouth from laughing at Jason’s comment. Her smile was clearly noticeable as her eyes lit up. Jason noticed her smile. He always did.
“Desireé?” Eric said both questioning and correcting his friend.
“Oh, that’s her day name.” Jason added.
That time (y/n) just let her laughter go. It made Jason happy knowing he could make her smile and even laugh.
Eric lightly hit her on the shoulder, before walking over to the fridge.
“I have to go to the mall with her.”
Jason moved so he was standing right next to where (y/n) was sitting.
“You have to?” Jason and (y/n) said simultaneously.
“Yeah…” Eric said, grabbing the orange juice out of the fridge.
“So she can enjoy what she wants for her birthday.”
“Alright!” Jason said sarcastically before turning around to Mrs Matthews who was making herself lunch at the bench.
“My condolences on the loss of your son.”
“Thank you Jason.” Mrs Matthews replied.
“In lieu of flowers, please send donations to the foundation for the terminally WHIPPED.”
Jason smiled and (y/n) laughed once again.
“Why are you all so down on her?” Eric asked while frowning, showing he was serious.
Then a loud beeping noise filled the kitchen. It was repetitive and annoying.
“Oh, is that your pager?” Jason asked while he reached for an electronic device hanging off the waistline of Eric’s pants.
“Oh god, it’s pink too!” (Y/n) said, smirking and rolling her eyes.
“Oh let’s see….” Jason said as he read the message upon the device.
“It says she has just pulled into the driveway and would like a glass of water!”
Both (y/n) and Jason smiled when they saw how desperate Eric was to get to the sink.
Thankfully Mrs Matthews stopped him.
“Eric, if you go near that sink I will not be responsible for what I do!” She exclaimed while quickly turning around to grab the detachable tap and spraying water right on Eric’s pants, giving the impression that he pissed himself.
“Oh man!” He yelled while running out of the kitchen and up the stairs
“Next time listen to me!” Mrs Matthews shouted up the stairs before taking her lunch and walking into the living room.
(Y/n) stood up from her seat at the kitchen table and walked towards the bench, stopping and leaning against it. Turning to Jason with her arms crossed, she said “Damn….He’s really lost it, huh?”
Jason turned to her and smiled.
“Yeah….It’s sad really.”
(Y/n) chuckled but both their smiled disappeared as they saw Desireé walking toward the back door.
She let herself in without knocking, leaving the door open to let the fresh air in.
“Oh….hello Jason.” Desireé said in complete and utter disappointment.
“Over here doing a little yard work?” She said, eyeing him up and down at his sweat clothes.
(Y/n) rolled her eyes again and walked towards the sink to get herself a drink.
“Be a dear….run and fetch Eric.” She demanded as if she was of higher authority than everyone else.
“Oh….jeez….Desireé…they didn’t tell you? Seems as though Eric was taking a bath when the pager went off. It wasn’t pretty. They’re zipping the bag up now.” He said with a slight smirk.
“As a matter of fact, you should get outta here before the cops start asking questions.” He added, summoning towards the door.
Not even a second later, Eric came running down the stairs, saying Jasons name in a way of telling him to shut up.
“Oh you’re alive!” Jason said sarcastically once again.
(Y/n), now sitting on the bench, was judging him intensely when Eric entered the room with a towel halfway in his pants.
“May I ask why you are wearing a dish towel in your trousers?” Desireé said, not impressed at all.
“See….um….my zipper was hit by lighting and my mum threw water on me to put the fire out….you believe me?”
Desireé shook her head with a scoff.
“Believe me now?” Eric said lifting up the towel to try prove her something even though half of what he said was a lie.
“Nah, mate, it still looks like you pissed yourself.” (Y/n) said making both Jason and Eric laugh a bit.
Desireé turned around and glared at (y/n) because she wasn’t making the situation any better in her opinion.
Jason moved in front of Desireé to talk to Eric.
“Eric….come….play hoops…I’m throwing you a lifeline here boy. Take it!”
“Actually…” (Y/n) spoke up as if she was a shy little thing, which most of the time she was.
“The reason I’m here is because I wanted to play basketball with you guys. I was gonna ask Cory and Shawn but they’re already at the courts. So I was wondering…can I play?”
(Y/n) said looking at Jason but acknowledging Eric being there to play too.
“Yeah! Of course! They won’t mind!” Jason said while putting his hand on (y/n)’s shoulder as if reassuring her that she didn’t need to ask.
“You two play basketball?” Desireé asked.
Both (y/n) and Jason turned around. Jason answered ‘yeah’ verbally while (y/n) nodded.
Desireé chuckled and then opened her mouth, which for her sake, she should’ve kept it closed.
“Arent you two a little petite?”
Jason looked pissed and (y/n) crossed her arms once again and put most of her weight of her right leg. Jason was sort of short for his age but he was taller than (y/n). But (y/n) didn’t have a problem with his height. Tall or short or not, he was still a really good basketball player.
“And you….” Desireé spoke up again, looking directly at (y/n).
“Arent you a little too big to play sports?”
Jason had an outburst of rage. “THAT’S IT! YOU AND ME! NORTH AGAINST SOUTH! WITHOUT THAT SOUTHERN ACCENT YOU’RE NOTHING!”
Eric had to physically hold him back and it was a struggle.
(Y/n) wasn’t ‘skinny’. She was a little thicker than most girls in her grade. She had bigger hips, a bigger butt and bigger breasts than them but she didn’t care. She thought of herself as unique.
“Jase….Jason! It’s ok.”
Jason calmed as he was mentally questioning why (y/n) was just brushing it off.
Eric let go of Jason and the both stood with questioning looks on their faces.
(Y/n) turned around to Desireé.
“Listen…Desireé, right?”
Jason and Eric were confused on how she sounded so relaxed after what Desireé had just said to her.
“I’m gonna say this as….calmly and as….nicely as I can possibly word it.”
Silence filled the room for a few seconds before (y/n) spoke up again.
“Step. The fuck. Off.” (Y/n) finished.
Jason smirked while Desireé stood with a dropped jaw and Eric stood unaware of how he should react.
Desireé looked right at Eric with anger plastered on her face.
“Are you going to let her talk to me like that!”
Jason turned around to Eric, defending
(y/n).
“Are you going to let her talk to (y/n) like that!?!?!”
After a few seconds, Eric made up his mind. Turning around to head back up the stairs.
“I’ll see you two at the courts…I’m gonna change into my sweats!”
“What about me?!” Desireé shouted up the stairs.
“See you in class.” Eric responded.
Jason grabbed (Y/n)’s hand and they ran out of the house to head to the basketball court where Cory and Shawn were. Leaving Desireé dumbfounded in the kitchen.
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