Will.

Chemistry class

(A.N. would you say we have chemistry?🤭
i'm so sorry. anyways back to the story)

y/n: Will. he's in my chemistry class this year but he's been my crush since freshman year but he can't know that because we've been rivals since 6th grade

Will: Somehow i get so lucky to always have the same classes as y/n since 7th grade and  i cant not say that i haven't had a crush on her since but she can't know that because we've been hating each other since 6th grade

y/n: his dark hair, dark down eyes, golden grown like skin and i love the way he towers over me

*you guys get into class*

Mr. James: All right class I have your seating chart.
*he says everyone's names and they sit in their seat*

Mr. James: Okay so we have y/n in seat 28 and Will in seat 29

*Will's thoughts*
"No fucking way we're always in the same class but never sitting right next to eachother"

*y/n thoughts*
"fuck i hope he doesn't notice i'm literally staring at him"

*you are both sitting down at this point*

Will: what's up? how was your summer?

y/n: just drove myself to the beach with melissa

Will: remind me who melissa is again?

y/n: my best friend

Will: oh, your only friend?

y/n: fuck off, i have many friends

Will: sure, the ones that embarrassed you last year?

y/n: i don't want to talk about it.

Will: fine by me, i don't wanna talk about your dumb shit anyways.

*bell rings for dismissal*
*you mutter underneath your breath*

y/n: fucking cunt.

Will: what did you just call me?

y/n: did I fucking stutter?

*he grabs ur wrist and walks you both two his black colored BMW*

Will: listen, i don't like being called a fucking cunt.

y/n: well then stop acting like one then.

Will: you're gonna regret that..

WELL I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED
SORRY FOR THE CLIFF HANGER

but we might see some some change in Wills and y/n relationship ??

ANYWAYSSSS SEE U GUYS LATER