One-shots [Crush x Reader]

Sweet Dreams♡

I.. want her. So bad.

"(C/N)?"

Her smile.. her laugh.. her eyes.. I want her. I want to hold her, to tell her that I love her.

"(C/N)?"

I want to feel her lips against mines. She's driving me insane. I've never experienced this feeling before..

"Hey!"

I blink, staring at my friend. Great.. I was thinking about her. Again. I smile sheepishly and scratch the back of my neck, feeling heat creep up to my face. "What?"

"Quit staring at her! Her friends are giving us strange looks." (C/F/N) mumbles. "What a creep.."

Laughter escape from her lips, causing me to immediately avert my eyes to her. I gaze at her radiant smile. Her lips look so kissable..

I bite my bottom lip and groan, "Snap out of it, (C/N)! She's seriously going to be the death of me.."

"Why am I friends with lover boy over here?" I hear my friend mutter. I roll my eyes and punch his arm, slinging my backpack over my shoulder.

"Hey, (Y/N)!"

I clench my fist, narrowing my eyes at the male who just walked in. I think I hear my heart shattering as I stare at (Y/N) leaning in to kiss the guy on the cheek. Ouch.

Looking down at my hands, I frown. Something feels.. odd. I feel odd. Am I really going to do this? A devious smile slowly forms as I chuckle darkly.

"Oh, the things you do to me (Y/N).."

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"Hey.. dude. Are you alright? You seem a bit.. fidgety?"

"I'm fine." I carefully put a hand in my pocket, feeling the sharp blade. I close my eyes, wondering if I'm going to regret doing this or not. I've been thinking about it all night long.

"Really? It looks like you just stabbed someone or something."

I smile, laughing a bit. "Nah, I'm fine. Didn't sleep well last night."

*bell rings*

"Sorry, I can't walk home with you today. Mom is taking me to the dentist, wish me luck." (C/F/N) says, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye. "Make sure you have a good rest tonight alright? You seriously look SO terrible today."

I chuckle and pat his back, "I will, don't worry. See you tomorrow!"

He gives me one final grin and heads out the door. I rummage through my backpack, checking to make sure that I have my binder inside. The guy from yesterday comes in, hugging (Y/N). "I hope you don't mind waiting for me outside. I left my wallet in my gym locker."

"It's alright!" She says, leaving.

I quickly and quietly follow him, my clammy hand in my pocket the whole entire time. Sweat begins to form on my forehead as I stand outside of the boys' locker room. "I shouldn't do this.."

You should. He's taking her away from you!

"It's my fault for not approaching her first.."

Once he's gone, you can have her.

"But.. she clearly loves him. And I.. I don't think I can do this. I'll get caught."

Oh, come on. It's easy. Just stab him. Right at the heart. And who cares? You're doing this for the both of you, right? You love her, don't you? You want her.

"I.. want her." I mumble, opening the door.

"Uh.. hey?"

My face immediately turns into a scowl. I clasp my fingers around the knife, shaking a bit. The male raises an eyebrow and gives me a what-on-earth-are-you-doing look. "Are you two dating?"

"Uh.. if you're talking about me and (Y/N), then yeah we are. Why?" He questions, giving me the same confused look.

"You don't love her as much as I do. You don't know her as much as I do." I step toward him as he steps back, putting his hands up. "Woah, calm down man. I don't know who you are, nor do I care, but I do love and know (Y/N). Step back, will you?" His back hit the lockers as I take out my knife, causing his eyes to widen. "What the he-"

I plunge the blade into his chest, cutting him off. Blood splatters out of his mouth as he tries to speak. I take the knife out, breathing heavily. Watching him struggle to speak is rather.. entertaining. I lean close to him, grabbing a hold of his bloody shirt. "She loves me and only me. (Y/N) is mine." With one final stab, I gaze down at his lifeless body and smile to myself.

"(Guy's Name)? What's taking you so long?"

I drag his body to a bathroom stall and put him on the toilet seat. No point in locking the stall really. Someone is going to find out sooner or later. I wash my bloody hands and look at myself in the mirror, shoving the bloody knife in my pocket.

"Oh! Hey (C/N)!"

"(Y/N).." I murmur, my heart beating faster. "What are you doing here?" I dry my hands on my jeans and walk towards her. She sighs, "Well.. my boyfriend told me to wait for him outside. He said he needed to get his wallet from his gym locker but.. it has been more than 10 minutes already and I'm just worried. Have you seen him?"

"Yeah.. I have. He was talking to me a few minutes ago actually. He told me that he wanted to break up with you, but didn't know how to tell you." I don't want to lie to her, but I can't just tell her the truth. She's going to despise me.

"O-Oh.. where is he now?" She frowns, biting her bottom lip. "He could've just told me.."

"No longer here.." I mutter, brushing my thumb against her lips. "Don't worry about him.. he's.. doing fine."

Her eyes widen at my action and she steps back, hitting the wall. "I.. what are you doing?" I move a strand of hair away from her face, smiling. "You're beautiful.." My thumb goes back to her lips. "I can't do this anymore."

"What- MMFPH!"

Her lips against mines.. perfect. But I want more. Pushing my body against hers, I deepen the kiss. She tries to push me away, struggling to get out of my grip. I put my knife against her cheek, "Shut up." I mutter against her lips. "I love you, (Y/N)."

I slowly push the blade into her thigh as she screams. Letting out a short laugh I sigh, "As much as I like hearing you scream in agony, I don't want to get caught.. yet. Shh.. stop screaming. I don't want to hurt you, but you keep trying to get away from me."

I wipe her tears away, muffling her screams with another kiss. Holding the knife above me, the blood-stained blade makes its way to her chest as her breathing gradually slows down. "Sweet dreams, (Y/N).."

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Extra: At the police station

"What are the teenagers' names?"

"Uh.. hold on a second." The young officer looks through a folder. "(Guy's Name) (Guy's Last Name), (Y/N) (Y/L/N), and (C/N) (C/L/N). All dead."

"What did the gym teacher say?"

"He said that when he walked in, he saw two dead bodies and immediately called the police. Apparently (Guy's Name)'s body was found in a bathroom stall. That's all of the information we have for now. I'm going to contact (C/N)'s close friend, (C/F/N) to see if he knows anything about this."

"Sounds good. Anything about the murder weapon?"

"Yes, actually. The knife belongs to (C/N)."

"Interesting.. we should check the security cameras right away in the morning." The officer takes a bite of his donut.

"Yes sir." The young officer gives a curt nod.

"Man.. people are wild nowadays. It would be quite funny if this case is a 'I love her, but she's with someone else so I must kill him and then kill her and then kill myself.'" He hums in thought, laughing a bit.

"Now wouldn't that be something..?"