JEALOUSY
PAIRING: xavier thorpe x fem reader
SUMMARY: xavier has been hanging out with wednesday too much, forgetting about you for an unknown reason. it isn’t until xavier finds out the way his friends talk about you and the things they’d do to you that he realises he fucked up.
“ if you grip that pencil any tighter it’s gonna snap.” enid says dragging the ‘p’ at the end unsure of her choice of words. you direct your attention to wednesday, the pencil snaps in half. enid flinches a little. you put the snapped pencil down on the table turning your head around towards enid, “ sorry what were you saying?” you reply with a small smile. enid’s eyes widen her mouth forming into an ‘o’ shape. “ do you think they’re cute?” she says in a flirty tone turning her tilting her head to the side. you nod your head in disgust, “ yeah they’d be cute.” you smile grabbing the broken pencil shoving it into the pocket of your school blazer. “ i have to go.” you say getting up from your chair grabbing your notebook. “ wait! where are you going? we still need to finish the work!” enid calls out for you, you grip your notebook tightly fast walking to the door. you walk past xavier and wednesday.
enid’s shouts for you catch xavier’s attention, he turns around and sees you. “ wait hold on a second.” xavier says looking at wednesday. he gets up from his seat following after you. “ hey. hey y/n wait up!” he calls out walking after you.
you close your eyes taking a deep breath in. no y/n keep walking. keep walking keep walking. “ y/n.” fuck you xavier, god why does his voice have to be so attractive. you stop dead in your track. don’t turn around y/n. you can’t turn around because you know the second you do your gonna look in his eyes and go weak in the knees. why does he have this affect on you. why does he have to affect you this day. why does he have to be so mesmerising. “ y/n.” he says your name again, fuck.
“ what?” you reply rather harshly. you don’t mean too, no actually you do. he’s a fucking dick. shouldn’t he be with wednesday? why is he following you? can he fuck off? he’s a stupid piece of shit who would rather hang out with some girl he’s known for a couple of weeks then his friend of 3 years. friend. just friend. why does he have to be such an asshole. you know what no. your not even gonna give him your time or patience. he’s already lost his chance when he wanted to hangout with wednesda-
“ stop ignoring me.” he says crossing his hands. you can’t keep doing this xavier. you close your eyes taking a deep breath in. you slowly turn around. you refuse to look up. “ i’m not ignoring you. what do you want.” you say looking at this chest, you grip your notebook tightly trying to fight the urge of looking up. he sighs. “ yes you are ignoring me y/n.” he says again tilting his head to the side. his gaze is hard on you, you can feel it. “ i’m not ignoring you xavier- just. what do you want?” the tip of your fingers are going white due to how tight your grip is on your notebook. “ i want you to look at me atleast y/n.” he says uncrossing his hands, shoving them into the pocket of his pants. you gulp shaking your head, “ i am looking at you xavier.”
he puts a finger under your chin pushing it up. your heart starts racing. his touch is gentle. it’s so gentle. your heart is in your throat. you can feel your cheeks heat up. you open your mouth to say something. nothing comes out. his eyes are on you. your eyes are on his. your breaths are shaky. snap out of it y/n. snap out of it. you grab his hand pushing it away from you. “ xavier stop.” you mumble turning around. you hear his feet hurriedly shuffle against the floor, “ y/n wait! i’m sorry-“ he’s apologising. why is he apologising? just leave xavier please. you can’t handle this anymore. why does he have to make you so weak. you pick up your pace.
the hallways are crowded. you slip between people. “ y/n!” xavier shouts for you. he lost you. you lost him. you quickly rush to the girls bathroom. you quickly open the door, pushing it close with your back. you lean against the door sliding down. you put your notebook down on the floor, closing your eyes you take a deep breath in. putting a hand over your chest you feel your heart racing, “ fuck you xavier..” you whisper trying to calm your heart down.
“ damn it..” xavier mumbles under his breath, he sighs running a hand through his messy hair. he turns back around heading back to the library.
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“ what’s up with y/n?” kent says leaning against xavier’s bed frame. “ yeah i heard yoko say she ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut after a little something during study period.” ajax says scrolling through his phone laying on the floor. “ what little something?” kent says quickly sitting up looking at ajax raising an eyebrow. “ xavier and y/n kissed-“ xavier turned around looking at ajax. he grabs a pillow throwing it aggressively at ajax. “ we didn’t kiss.” he says running a hand through his hair. “ well why not!” ajax snaps crossing his hands tilting his head to the side. “ because it’s just- look it’s not- i dont.” he trips over his words, he can’t explain it. he can’t explain himself when it comes to you. why do you have this affect on him. “ because he likes wednesday adams.” rowan says entering the dorm shutting the door behind him. “ what?” kent says in confusion.
xavier sighs holding his face in his hands, “ i don’t like wednesday.” he groans in his hands. “ i don’t like wednesday adams.” xavier says letting his face go, he looks back at ajax who’s jaw is on the floor. “ dude- have you seen y/n?” kent says eyes wide in shock. xavier quickly averts his attention to kent, he shoves his hands into the pocket of his pants. he waits eagerly for the next words that are going to come out of kent’s mouth. his nails dig into the palm of his hand, “ i mean come on how are you not on that?” kent says throwing his hands up in defeat. ajax looks at kent with wide eyes, then back at xavier. xavier who looks like he’s about to rip off kent’s stupid siren head. “ man if i were you-“ he just can’t stop can he?
“ well your not. and y/n would never go for someone like you. “ he snaps taking his hands out of his pockets. kent puts his hands up in defeat once again. xavier rolls his eyes sighing. “ idiots.” he mumbles turning around walking to his desk picking up a hair tie. “ where are you going? what is that? ” ajax says sitting up on the floor. “ it’s y/n’s. i’m returning it.” he says walking up to the door, “ your returning a hair tie?” kent says in a teasing tone. “ it’s just an excuse to see her isn’t it?” kent says, xavier ignores him rolling his eyes. he opens the door.
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“ i didn’t know you did delivery..” you mumble tilting your head to the side in confusion smiling. “ well i dont. i just thought i would do a friend a favour.” tyler says handing you the brown paper bag. “ you didn’t have to.” you reply biting your lip trying to contain your smile, “ i know i didnt. but i wanted to.” he says smiling. you grab the paper bag, your hand on top of his. you feel his thumb gently rub yours. you smile again. you don’t feel your heart in your throat. you don’t feel your heart racing. you don’t feel your cheeks heat up. “ thanks.” you mumble moving your hand away smiling. “ of cour-“ tyler’s soft voice is cut off.
“ y/n.” you turn your head around at the voice. xavier. he walks up to you and tyler. he’s not in his uniform. he’s wearing grey sweatpants and a loose white t shirt. no. he can’t do this to you. not right now. please. your supposed to be mad at him. your supposed to hate him. why is he doing this to you. you shake your head looking back at tyler, “ you should go.” you mumble placing the brown paper bag on your desk. “ hey you okay?” tyler says reaching for your hand, he grabs it. you look at him. you hear xavier’s footsteps quicken. “ tyler..” you whisper putting your hand over his.
xavier looks at your hand. he purposely bumps into tyler, “ i need to talk to you.” xavier says standing towering over you and tyler. “ xavier not now-“ he cuts you off. “ yes now y/n i need to talk to you.” he says resting his hand on the door frame. you look at his hands. fuck. fuck. fuck. his hands are veiny. he’s leaning on your door frame. your hearts racing. “ xavi please..” your pleads are weak. “ hey look man she doesn’t wanna talk to yo-“ xavier turns around looking down at tyler. he pushes him, “ she asked you to leave didnt she? “ he says looking at xavier the muscles in his jaw flexing. “ y/n-“ tyler looks at you. you look away, “ tyler please.”
tyler nods. “ just..just call me if you need anything.” he says shoving his hands into his pocket. xavier invites himself in shutting the door, you run a hand through your hair. “ what. what do you want xavier.” you say in frustration. xavier looks around your room, it’s a little messier than he remembers. “ i wanna talk to you.” he crosses his hands looking at you. you start laughing. you cover your mouth. “ no. no you can’t do this to me now xavier.” you shake your head covering your face. “ y/n.” he walks up to you. “ no xavier you can’t.” you keep shaking your head taking a step back. you start tearing up. “ xav you can’t..” you voice is quiet and weak. your shaking your head non-stop. “ y/n.” xavier whispers gently pulling you into a hug, he wraps his hands around you hugging you tightly.
you bury your head in his chest. “ i hate you.” you whisper blinking your tears away. “ i’m sorry.” he whispers. his chin rests on your head. “ i’m sorry y/n.” he gently rubs your arm. “ why do you do this to me.” you mumble against his chest. he stops rubbing your arm, he holds your cheek tilting your head upwards. your eyes are wide and teary. your lips are swollen. “ what do i do y/n?” he whispers caressing your cheek looking into your eyes. “ why do you keep hanging out with wednesday and bailing on me xavier.” you mumble tearing up. xavier wipes your tears, “ i’m sorry y/n. i..i look i can’t be around you without my heart racing. i thought maybe if i hung out with wednesday and asked for advice on how i could i don’t know be more like her be more controlling of myself. i can’t control myself around you y/n and it drives me nuts. i cant be around you without my heart racing. i should’ve been more considerate of your feelings because i know if it was you in my situation i wouldn’t function properly seeing you with another guy. i’m so sorry pretty girl.” he says caressing your cheek wiping your tears away. your hand grabs his. “ what do you mean?” you whisper blinking repeatedly.
you grab into his arm balancing yourself. neither of you can pull away. not even for a breathe. his hands slowly creep down to your under thighs, he wraps his hands around them. you jump wrapping your legs around his waist. he places you on your desk. his hand pushes the brown paper bag off the desk. he smiles into the kiss grabbing your cheek. you pull away catching your breath, xavier smiles pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear. “ i’m sorry.” he whispers again against your lips, you run a hand through his hair. “ fuck.” he groans tightly gripping your hand, the one that’s going through his hair. “ you drive me crazy y/n.” he whispers against your lips chest heaving up and down. “ you think you don’t drive me crazy?” your hand reaches for the broken pencil on your desk. “ you made me do this xavier.” you whisper against his lips. he looks down at the broken pencil and chuckles, “ i’ll buy you a new one.” he says smiling. you giggle. he places a hand against your thigh, you look down at his hand. it’s veiny. fuck.
he doesn’t miss the way your breathing becomes shaky when you look down at his hand. xavier raises an eyebrow smiling. “ do you have a hand kink y/n?” he whispers trying to contain his chuckle. your eyes widen shaking your head. he smiles placing a finger under your chin you bite your lip. “ fuck dont do that.” he whispers gliding his thumb over your lower lip. you grip his hand tightly. “ do what?” you whisper tilting your head to the side. he presses his lips against yours once again. “ i’m sorry again.” he whispers against your lips. you smile putting a hand on his cheek, “ then make it up to me.” you whisper biting your lower lip tilting your head to the side, he looks at your lower lip. he blushes, “ o-of course. what do you want me to do?” he stutters. you don’t miss the way his breathing is cut short. you let out a giggle, “ gosh your so dirty mind.” you say nudging his shoulder. xavier smiles, “ jesus man take me out to dinner first.” you jokingly say running a hand through his hair. “ it’s a date.” he says tilting his head to the side.
your eyes widen. “ what? a date? your asking me out on a date?” you say in confusion. his eyebrows furrow, “ yes i’m asking you out on a date y/n l/n. you don’t wanna?” he asks biting his lower lip squinting his eyes. you immediately shake your head, “ what! no! of course i d-“ he grabs your cheek smashing his lips onto yours once again. you close your eyes immediately reaching for his cheeks, your thumbs caress his cheek bones smiling into the kiss. you tap his shoulder repeatedly, he pulls away. you catch your breath. xavier stands back up reaching for his pocket. you watch wiping your lips. he takes out a hair tie, he puts it in between his fingers. he flicks it to your face.
you flinch. “ ow the fuck?” you wince grabbing the hair tie. “ and one more thing actually..” he wanders off hands going to his neck. he takes off his necklace throwing it onto your bed. “ what- what are you doing?” you ask tilting your head to the side looking at the chain. “ i totally forgot that here so that way i have an excuse to come back.” he says crossing his hands. you smile. “ your an idiot xavier.” you say crossing your hands leaning against the wall. xavier walks to the door shrugging, “ well you just confessed your undying strong powerful love to this idiot. so that also makes you an idiot.” he opens the door. “ god get out!” you groan covering your face. xavier chuckles, “ bye pretty.” he says saluting you. you look at him in disgust, “ fuck off.” you giggle flipping him off. “ ouch…” he winced covering his chest. “ out!” you shout shoving the door close. “ okay! okay!” he replies.
you lean against the door sliding down. you put a hand over your chest. you smile covering your face. “ i hate him.” you whisper to yourself smiling.
