Pairings: John x g/n!reader
Warnings: Heathers references, fluff, alcohol, mentions of sex, swearing, kissing, Alex is a meddling little shit but it's ok cause I find it funny
Time: modern
A/N: this is messy and i don't like it but i hope you enjoy, and please remember to comment if you like the stories so far
You sighed as you pulled up to the party. You could practically smell the alcohol from inside their car. You wouldn't have even left the house if it weren't for John Laurens and the rest of your friend group, who was the only reason keeping you from turning around and going back home.You just needed to get inside, find John, and enjoy the party. Or at least try to enjoy it.
You walked up to the wide open door, the smell of sweat and alcohol making you recoil in disgust, but you continued walking inside.
Almost immediately, you were met with the familiar and loud voice of Alexander, "Y/N!" you heard, before being attacked with a tight hug from Alexander, "You made it!" he yelled right in your ear, and you could immediately tell he had already found the spiked punch bowl.
"Shit dude," you began, pushing him away from you with a grin, "Are you already drunk?"
"Pft, the punch doesn't have alcohol Y/N." he said matter of fact-ly, though the way he slurred his words together made you think otherwise.
"Whatever dude, nice costume." you said, avoiding an argument as you gestured to the red blazer, scrunchy and chequered school skirt Alex wore. Over weeks of arguing, you and your friend group had decided to go as the characters from Heathers for Halloween. Alexander as Heather Chandler, Hercules as Heather Duke, John as Heather McNamara, Lafayette as Veronica, and you as JD. Or at least that's what everyone agreed on initially.
"I know, right? Herc is amazing with costumes." Alex gushed, gripping the collar of his blazer.
You just chuckled at his antics, before asking; "Where are the others at?"
"Oh yeah," Alex said in realisation, "Come on, I think they're over here." he began walking, gesturing for you to follow him.
Alexander sighed in disappointment as he found the rest of his friends sitting in the corner of the room away from the crowd as they sipped from plastic cups.
"What the heck are you guys doing?" Alex asked.
Your eyes widened when you saw Lafayette who gave the obvious answer to Alex's question, "We are sitting."
'Why is he wearing yellow? John's meant to be wearing yellow.' you thought frantically, your heart rate speeding up.
"It's a party." Alex deadpanned.
"Our feet were sore." Hercules said.
Alex furrowed his brows together in confusion, "You just got here ten minutes ago."
John took a sip from the plastic cup in his hands, before he argued, "And?"
You practically passed out when you saw John.
John was dressed as Veronica.
He was meant to be wearing yellow. He was meant to be wearing yellow like Heather McNamara. As good as he looked in the blue blazer with his curly hair falling down to his shoulders, sitting cross legged on the floor wearing the tiny school skirt, you couldn't help but freak out over why he was dressed as Veronica.
You only agreed to go as JD because you thought Laf was going as Veronica. Laf who you didn't have a crush on.
Now, John, who you may or may not have had the teeniest crush on was dressed as Veronica. (Though, according to Alex, Laf, and Hercules, it wasn't as teeny as you thought it was, considering they all immediately figured out you liked him.)
