We Can Find A Way (Hiccup X Reader)

Chapter 8: Getting To Know You

This chapter is dedicated to everyone who reads this. This is my first time writing a part in a character's point of view...That's my best shot.
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(F/s) means favorite song

Hiccup's P.O.V

"Great," I smiled at y/n and she smiled back.

God, I love that smile. I don't know what's happening to me, but, I kind of feel sorry for her. I know that she gets bullied all the time, I know that she only has one friend, and I know that she wasn't that good in her studies. And because of that, she usually looks down on herself.

"So," Y/n said while she was tucking a loose strand of her h/c hair behind her ear. "Can we start the project now? Since, you know, we've made up and we're on good terms?"

She was leaning against the doorframe now. I noticed that she was wearing this very baggy shirt and shorts. Wait, was I checking her out?!

I shook my head, snapping me out of my trance. "Sure. My house?"

Y/n bit her lip and thought about it. "Mmm, since that was what I said earlier, then sure. Your house."

She looked over her shoulder. "I'll just get some things."

"Okay."

She quickly ran upstairs to her room. While I waited, I was absentmindedly humming to the tune of (f/s). After a few seconds, (Y/n) went back down holding a/n (f/c) laptop, some pieces of paper, and a pencil.

"Let's go!" She excitedly exclaimed, making me laugh. I stepped out of the way so she could go outside. Y/n took out a set of keys from her pocket and closed the door before locking it.

"Are we gonna walk? Or do you have a car or a motorcycle.?" Y/n asked, hugging her things close to her chest.

"Yes, we are going to walk. What makes you say that I have all those stuff?" I said to her, and she shrugged.

"Oh, it's because all of the boys I know have those or a moped..." y/n answered shyly, moving her gaze to the ground.

We started to walk to my house, having small chats here and there. I gotta admit, y/n is really fun to talk to, unlike
e/n, who only talk about her reputation and make-up.

I noticed that y/n was becoming more and more tired of holding her things. Why didn't she bring a bag?

"Do you need help?" I asked her. She shook her head.

"I'm fine," she tiredly answered. She was not fine. I knew that and she knew that.

I took her laptop anyways and y/n didn't protest.

After a while we finally reached my house.

I found y/n gaping at it. "Oh. My. Stars."

I laughed at her reaction then led her to the front door. I took out a key from under the rug then opened the door. We stepped inside and I closed the door with my foot.

Y/n was still looking around in amazement. She wasn't so bad after all.

Normal P.O.V

You arrived at Hiccup's house and it looks amazing. It was so large that you assumed there were more than two rooms.

The two of you went inside and you could've fainted right on the spot. It's more amazing on the inside! They had these cool-looking pieces of furniture and different portraits were hung on the maroon-painted wall. You felt like you were inside a mansion.

"Woah," you breathed out. "It's so...amazing!"

Hicup chuckled. "I'm glad you're enjoying your stay, ma'am."