Why? (Title may change) JD x Reader

Bad Dreams

Y/N's POV

I think the alcohol has worn off because I could finally control my body, I don't really remember much from what happened only being shoved out a door.

"So uh...." I said awkwardly.

"We can just sleep in my car." JD said. He opened the door to the car and I stepped in. He put down the back of the seats so we could lay down. BOOM WE SLEEP!

~*~*~*~

"Hello slut" I heard Heather Chandler's voice. I quickly sat up.

"How'd you find me!" I asked.

"I'm like oxygen, I'm everywhere. Really, Y/N? Sleeping with psycho trench coat kid? I will crucify you for this. Everyone is going to know that 'good little Y/F/N' is nothing but a dirty w****!" She yelled.

"Why do you want to hurt me?" I asked.

"Because I can. It'll be so very-" next a bunch of school kids crowded around the car chanting 'very'. I let out a blood curdling scream. JD's head shot up.

"Y/N! You're soaking wet!" JD hugged me.

I hugged him back, "It was just a dream..." I opened the car door and put my jacket on.

"Why in such a rush?" JD asked, grabbing his trench coat and getting out to.

"I have to go plead to Heather." I said and starting to walk.

"Why? You said she wasn't going to mess with you?" JD said following me.

"What a good dream that would be. I have to go kiss her aerobicized a**." I said. I continued to walk.

"Let me come with." He said catching up to me.

"Why?" I asked.

"Y'know for back up." He said wrapping his arm around me.

"Thanks! Oh and by the way... you were my first!" I said as I fixed his shirt a bit. I booped him on the nose and jogged backwards to see his face. He chuckled while smiling.