The black phone ~imagines~

Stupid (vance)

Vance hopper, an absolute pig. I have never hated a boy more in my life. He was ignorant, stuck up and disgusting

We used to be friends, well more than friends. We'd kiss every now and then and when he'd ask me to, I'd sometime give him a bj but he never did anything for me

He told everyone in school that I had forced him to let me do this stuff to him, that was never true. Never

Since then we've been avoiding each other.

It was Tuesday morning. I walked into school and Vance was swapping spit with some girl right by my Locker.

I walked up to my locker and stared him down

Vance- you got a problem?

Y/n- yeah, your in the way of my locker

Vance- oh so sorry, does the slut want me to move

Y/n- you can move by yourself or I'll fucking move you

Vance- I'd like to see you try

Robin- just leave her alone Vance

Robin stood next to me with his arm around my shoulder. God he was my saviour. Robin was always there for me. I'm so grateful for him

Vance- fine

Vance left

Y/n- thanks

Robin- hey let me know if he bothers you again

Y/n- obviously robin

We walked to class laughing. We sat next to eachother. Most people thought we were a couple. Robin and I were far from it. We were just really close. I stayed at robins almost every night because my mother was an abusive bitch

Through the whole class I could feel someone staring at me as robin and I passed notes to eachother, effortlessly bitching about people

I looked back to see Vance staring me down. I gave him a dirty look before turning back around.

Suddenly a rolled up ball of paper landed on my desk. Curiously, I opened it

"Come over tonight at 10"

I looked around, trying to find who gave it to me. Finney shaw? No, too engrossed in his work. Robin Arellano? No, the paper came from behind me. Vance hopper? Yes, staring daggers at me and smirking.

I shook my head, giving him my answer. Boy he wasn't happy. After class, I ran to my locker before going outside to meet up with robin and finney.

As I was looking for them, someone grabbed my hand

Y/n- what the fuck

Vance - why did you say no?

Y/n- is that a serious question

Vance- fuck y/n don't play games with me

Y/n- come on you just wanna get in my pants and then blame it on me again

Vance- first bit is true, second bit is a total lie

Y/n- I don't wanna go to your house

Vance- we can go to your house if that's better?

Y/n- oh my god Vance! I don't wanna sleep with you!

Vance - come on, your lying to yourself

Y/n- god your head is so far up your ass

Vance- no it's not

He went to grab my hand again but I pulled away.

Y/n- get your head out of your ass Vance it's not a hat

With that I stormed off. I couldn't believe how stupid he was, or how stupid he thought I was. He really thought I'd sleep with him

Vance- oh we both know it's gonna happen one day!

I flipped him off, trying to let off that what he was saying wasn't true but we really did both know that it would happen one day, just not today

He watched me walking away, smiling, feeling he'd accomplished something. In a way he sort of did accomplish something. The beginning to our friendship, and future relationship