The black phone ~imagines~

Stitches (vance)

Vance hopper, toughest guy in school. My brother robin was close to being the toughest but let's face it Vance was the true champion

I was nothing special. Just your average 13 year old.

Every girl in school loved Vance. His hair, his eyes, his bravery. I admit I liked him too but it was just a stupid crush, not love.

I was bullied. All the time. Usually robin would stick up for me against moose but he was sick today

I walked to school, alone. As I turned the corner moose stood right infront of me

Moose- hey slut

Y/n- please don't call me that

Moose- oh right sorry, hey virgin

Every girl in school had lost her virginity, not me. I'd like to think I'm saving myself for marriage but that's just the lie I tell myself in order to cope with the fact no one wanted me

He pushed me to the ground and began kicking me. I tried to hold in my tears, not letting him see my weakness, afraid he'd use it against me

Suddenly it stopped. My stomach bruises and cheek bleeding from the contact between my face and the floor. I looked up, my vision blurry.

A tall blonde figure ontop of moose beating him. Moose looked unconscious. God this boy was going to kill him . I shouldn't care, but I didn't want anyone to get too hurt

Vance- didn't your mother ever tell you not to call girls names, oh wait she didn't cause she's too busy being a slut herself !

He gave moose a final punch before moose had been completely knocked out

Vance stood up. Grabbing my arm, he pulled me off the floor, wiping my cheek with his thumb

Vance - you need a plaster

I looked down, hiding my embarrassment. I caught a glimpse of his knuckles. God mooses teeth had done a number on him

Y/n- and you need stitches

Vance- nah I'll be fine

I crouched down to my bag, pulling out a small first aid kit with plasters, tampons, pads, painkillers and what not

Vance- shit, your not gonna use a tampon on me are ya?

He laughed and I slapped his arm lightly

Y/n- shut up Vance hopper, you don't even know me

Vance- yes I do, I know your y/n Arellano and I know your single and you want me to kiss you

Y/n- what? No I don't!

Yes I did

He smirked. It was as if he could read my mind. Oh lord please don't make me fall for him

He leaned in and kissed me gently. I pulled away after a while, trying not to enjoy the kiss too much.

Vance- you wanna catch a movie later?

I nodded

Vance- great, I'll pick you up at 6

Was I about to go on a date with Vance hopper. THE Vance hopper

I was overjoyed. The feeling was indescribable. Out of every girl in that school, he chose me. A nobody.

I did his stitches and he put a plaster on my cheek.

Vance hopper was a dream, my dream