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Johnny x Reader

For @callingallcalums (:

Word count: 4,048

Johnny was an ass hole. He didn't care for anyone but himself. He was rude, up-himself, mean and worst of all he was persistent. He knew your brother because he goes to the same place to practice karate as him, but unfortunately that meant he knew you as well, and you wish that he didn't. Your brother had become friends with him so you never said anything rude about Johnny in front of him, but he still didn't understand how Johnny was acting towards you.

Johnny would give you this sickly smile when you'd pass him in the hallways, wink at you from across the room and lean his arm against the wall if you were near it. He was smug and flirty and you hated it. You hated him. But he seemed to love you and no matter how many times you told him to back off, he never would. In fact, sometimes it made him talk to you more. It's obvious to him that you hate him, but you suppose that's what makes him continue.

"But it's so awkward." You say to your brother, Scott.

"Come on, (Y/n). He might not even be there today." Scott says.

"He will. He's always there."

"Yeah and you aren't. I need support from my little sister."

He smiles and ruffles your hair so you smack his hand away from you.

"Hey! You're only older by 15 minutes." You say.

"Pleeeeaaase, (Y/n)." He pleads.

You stare at him and groan.

"Fine."

Scott smiles and takes your hand in his and starts walking over to the karate building. You were both walking home from school when he asked you to come inside with him, so unfortunately now you are. As the two of you enter the building Scott lets go of your hand and gets greeted by his friends. They all smile and greet him as well before looking over his shoulder towards you.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" Some of them say.

"Long time no see." One of them smiles.

"Been a while." Says another one.

"We've missed you." Jokes someone else.

You try to refrain from rolling your eyes.

"How are you?" Asks the first one.

"Fine." You say.

"Missed us?" Asks someone.

"Terribly." You say sarcastically.

They all laugh and walk into the room where the floor mattresses are. A few parents are already sitting down on the chairs near the wall so you ask one of them to move down the bench and then sit down to watch your brother practice. A few were already standing in their positions and as Scott and the rest walked over they all got into place as well.

The karate teacher stands at the front with his gaze as menacing as ever. He's so scary. He shouts at the boys to get into stance and they do, then they start warming up and grunting loudly. You sigh and lean back against the wall as you watch all the boys punching the air. To be honest there were a few cuties in the room and luckily, as you already searched the crowd, there was no Johnny. You're brother was right when he said he wasn't going to be here. That made you more relaxed.

So you continued to look at all the boys practising. Your eyes hovered over everyone in the room, stopping from time to time to look at some hotties drenched in sweat, before you continued and then stopped to look at your brother. You smile at him but he doesn't smile back. You can't blame him, though. Last time he smiled back to you he was punched in the stomach by his teacher and then sent to do thirty push ups with his knuckles.