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Rowan Laslow - Dreams

Backstory- Y/n and Rowan have been friends for years. Y/n can read minds and can be put in other people's dreams involuntarily if she does it in her sleep.

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Y/n was sleeping peacefully in her bed, her mind finally calm and blank. She usually didn't read minds because it was invasive and cruel, but couldn't help it in her sleep.

She could see a different person's dream almost every single night. Thankfully sometimes it gave her a break, but when it didn't it gave her secondhand embarrassment.

She had once accidentally gone into Xavier's dream, where she saw him in his shed in the middle of a deep make-out session with a certain Addams girl....

Nobody knew this was a part of her powers, so when this happened she would silently observe their mood after the dream from the night before. It provided a lot of insight into what went on in their mind.

Tonight she was in her best friend, Rowan Laslow's dream. They had been friends since they were kids, and in the past couple of months, she developed feelings toward him.

She saw Rowan walking through a hallway with a girl following him. It looked like the one that led to his and Xavier's dorm. It was. She couldn't see the girl's face, just that Rowan looked flustered.

He was dreaming about a girl. Y/N's heart sank, realizing she was not the one on his mind.

He opened the door and pulled her in by her wrist. She watched as Rowan took the girl and pinned her wrists to the wall. The girl scoffed and turned to push him back up against the wall and pin his wrists above his head.

When she turned to switch places with him, y/n saw.. that it was her.

Y/n then watched herself lean in to kiss him and then get more heated.

Rowan got out of her grasp, knowing he was much stronger and used his telekinesis to guide her body into the air and lower her onto his bed. He then crawled on top of her and began to make out again.

Y/n couldn't believe what she was seeing. Why would he dream this? Was he okay with it? Did he want this?

Y/n saw herself switch positions with him so she was the one on top, sitting on his lap. She had his face cupped in her hands and his hands in her hair. She began leaving hickeys all over his neck and whispered in his ear "You're mine."

She watched as Rowan whimpered and moaned under her touch before answering back "I'm all yours."

Just as Rowan went to take her shirt off, she forced herself to wake up.

She awoke in a panic. Her dreams always felt so real. Everything came to life.

"How am I going to face him after that?" She thought.

Y/n felt like she invaded Rowan's privacy. Yes, she felt the same way, and no she couldn't help it. But it still felt wrong.

She began to wonder. Does he feel the same?

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For the next few days, y/n completely avoided Rowan. He was dumbfounded and wondered what he did wrong.

She usually sat next to Rowan in all of the classes they had together, but went out of her way to find another one so she didn't have to face him.

He ran up to her after their last class of the day.

"Hey, y/n wait up!"

She turned around and walked as quickly as she could in the opposite direction of him.

"Hey, I'm serious. Wait for me!"

She kept walking, not even glancing his way.

Rowan decided he had been ignored for long enough.

"Okay fine. You asked for it."

Y/n felt herself lifting off of the ground. And being led to a nearby classroom. The door opened and she floated in, Rowan following behind her.

He lowered her to the ground but pushed her back against the wall so she couldn't move.

"Rowan this isn't funny put me down! Now!"

"Tell me what's wrong. Why have you been avoiding me?"

She looked up to meet his hurt eyes, and then immediately looked away from them.

"Don't fall for it", She thought.

"I'm just busy Rowan it's nothing now let me go." She pleaded.

"I know when you're lying. Listen y/n I could be here all day, so if you want down, you've got some explaining to do."

She paused and looked up again. The nerdy boy she had always known disappeared. And in his place was a slightly more confident male who was upset she was avoiding him.

She let out a sigh. "What do you feel for me?"

"W-what?"

"I said. What do you feel for me, Rowan?"

His name slid off her tongue like butter. He wished he could hear it over and over again.

"I like you y/n. I have for a while now. What does this have to do with you ignoring me?"

"Rowan...I saw your dream the other night with me in it. Is that what you want? To be with me like that?"

Rowan had to think. He had a lot of dreams about her. He was too afraid to ask which one she meant. He had to count the days she had been ignoring him and thought about the dream from the night before.

Of course, it was the most promiscuous one.

"I want you y/n. I want all of you. Every single atom. I want to be the one you go to sleep and wake up next to. I want to be your person."

Y/n stared in silence trying to process what he said. He liked her back. A lot. The dream was what he wanted.

He took her silence as rejection and lowered her to the ground. He started to walk to the other side of the room.

"Just forget it. I understand."

Y/n stood in place in a trance until she realized he was walking out.

“Rowan. Wait."

He turned to her right behind him, her e/c eyes boring into his. She then grabbed him, pulled him in by his collar, and pressed her lips against his.

He put his hands on the small of her back, then let his hands wander. Every curve, every inch, everything. All of it was being caressed and touched by him. She pulled away, pulling his bottom lip out a little bit as she did.

"You look so cute when you pout." She teased.

"I wonder what it would take to look hot."

"I can think of a few things..."

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Wednesday Addams - Oblivious

Backstory- You had liked Wednesday since she got to Nevermore and became your roommate. She now has a mystery crush.

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Reader pov-

I was looking everywhere for her. Nowhere to be found.

I tried talking to Wednesday earlier about rearranging our dorm so we would have more space, but when I went up to her she closed her eyes and took a sharp turn, walking in the opposite direction.

I took that as my hint to leave her alone.

Most people didn't get that with Wednesday. She needed to be alone sometimes, and I respected that as much as I could.

But she usually seemed to enjoy being around me. I always felt like somehow I was the exception to her coldness.

I knew why she was acting so weird lately though. She had a crush.

She often let me read the novel that she was working on. It was very painfully obvious that the main character was her.

In her novel, the protagonist had just begun to form a crush. But they couldn't tell them for fear of letting their guard down.

It hurt that Wednesday liked someone, but I was glad she was finally beginning to open up.

But when I asked her about who she liked she replied "Don't be ignorant Y/n. It's just a character in a book. I had to make it interesting somehow." 

But I knew better. I had been trying to figure out who she liked for days. But I had come up with nothing. She shunned almost everyone that tried to talk to her.

I mean the only friends she had in this school were me and Eugene, and I don't even count because we're roommates. She has to get along with me.

I went into our dorm, seeking to talk to her about our room some more. I had learned to drop the subject of her infatuation.

She ended up being on the balcony. No cello. No typewriter. That was odd.

I quietly closed the door behind me and went to sit on my bed to read my book. As I said, I was better off leaving her be.

I had gotten a few chapters in when she entered back in through the window. She didn't even notice me until I spoke up.

"Are you alright? You looked kind of deep in thought."

I watched as her spine straightened out and her shoulders tensed. She refused to be startled or scared, so her version was more of a tense-up.

"What book are you reading?" She said, shaking off my question.

"The Catcher in the Rye. You didn't answer my question."

She huffed and turned around.

“If I knew I was walking back into an interrogation, I would have stayed outside."

"Not an interrogation. Just a question."

"I'm fine. Thanks."

"Good. I was meaning to talk to you about rearranging the room by the way. For space. And to mix thin-"

"You really are oblivious aren't you?"

I bookmarked my spot and shut it. I then slowly looked up to make eye contact with the Addams girl.

She looked comfortable for once.

Having your crush as your roommate was beneficial. Especially with Wednesday. I got to see her in something other than her usual dress or uniform. She looked almost relaxed in her black crew neck and sweatpants. Her hair was out of her braids, going down her shoulders in long black waves.

It took a while to convince her that other things were more comfortable for her to sleep in, but I eventually got through. Even getting her to let her hair relax and fall out of her usual braids was a challenge.

It pleased me to see her finally able to let go, even if it was just a little bit.

"What do you mean?"

"Listen. I've been feeling...weird."

"Can you elaborate on that?"

"God, you sound like my therapist."

"I'm serious Wen."

"I've had this feeling. And it hasn't gone away. I've had it for a while but it started to get stronger recently. I don't know what to do about it."

"Can you describe it? Maybe I can help."

"Every time I'm around a certain person, I get this rush. It's even better than an adrenaline rush. It's like, whenever I'm around them, time stops. I want to get rid of it. Now."

Ouch.

"I mean it sounds like you like them a lot. You have a crush. And the only way to get rid of that is to tell them."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"See this is why I was outside earlier. I could just talk inside my head instead of having someone else ask the same questions."

"Fine. If you aren't going to take my help I might as well.."

"No. Fine. Go ahead. What should I do?"

Helping her get the person she wanted sucked. I guess that's what friends were for, but sometimes a crossover of friend and crush is fatal.

"Have you tried dropping hints?"

She looked at me, eyes glaring as hard as she could.

"Yes. But they're so oblivious to everything I do, they just brush it off."

"So tell them straight up."

"But I can't. They deserve someone better."

I stood up and walked over to her, sitting down on her bed next to where she was standing up.

She sat down next to me, body still as stiff as a board.

"I guarantee they won't be able to find anyone as interesting as you Wednesday. You're certainly irreplaceable."

She stayed silent and finally looked over at me.

I hadn't realized how close we were until she turned. I looked down at her pale lips. They suited her well.

I had to practically hold myself back. I couldn't. She liked someone else. Get it together.

"Y/n?"

My eyes flashed back up to meet hers.

"Wednesday."

She leaned closer to me, so close I could hear her breathe. She smelled like the wind.

"What if- what if that person I've been talking about was...you?"

I looked down and thought about it. All of those signals. Every hint. Every tiny touch or little nudge that she didn't push away. She was trying to let me know she liked me.

I looked back up to meet her eyes again.

"I wouldn't believe you."

"Then let me prove it."

She leaned in just a little closer to fill the gap between us. She was gentle. Too gentle. Like she would break me if she were to press any harder.

I put my hand on the side of her face to pull her closer and let her know it was okay to apply a little more pressure.

We finally pulled away and she looked up at me.

"Well? Do you believe me now?"

"I don't know. Maybe you'll have to do it again." I laughed.

"Hmph." She turned, trying to hide the slight smirk on her face.

"I like you too Wednesday. It's late now though so goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow" I said with a smile.

I got up and headed over to my bed, happy with the outcome of the night.

"Wait," she said a little too quickly.

"What's up."

She looked away, trying to hide her face.

"Could you maybe..stay?" She said just above a whisper.

"I thought you didn't like touch."

"I don't. But there's nothing wrong with you being...closer." She glanced at my bed, all the way across the room.

"As long as you're okay with it."

She nodded and scooted over to the right side of the bed.

I lay down on the left side, trying to leave some room between us. I didn't want to push my boundaries any more than I should, but she surprised me by backing up a little bit. Our backs were now pressed up against each other.

I was a naturally warm person, and Wednesday was naturally cold. It was nice to have something to balance out my heat.

All I could think about was how her body felt pressed up against mine.

Maybe if I stayed awake all night I could make this moment last a little longer.

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Rowan Laslow - Sick

Background- Y/n is sick but doesn't want Rowan to coddle her so she tries to hide it, but her powers (and Wednesday) get in the way...

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My eyes sprang open as panic filled my body. I quickly threw the covers over my side, running to the bathroom.

In moments like these, I was glad I didn't have a roommate. That meant no snooping or snarky comments when things like this happened.

See, Principal Weems was my mother. We were never really that close, and I kind of liked it that way. I had never really liked being cared for. I would have to grow up at some point, so why not start taking care of myself now?

She and I both lived here at the school. She had her wing all to herself. And so did I.

My room made up the entire wing. We just called it a wing because there used to be multiple dorms before I was born. In reality, it was more like an apartment. Meaning I had a kitchen, bathroom, and living room too. All to myself. I was going to be taking over the school one day so my own space was crucial.

She almost switched me to a dorm but decided it would be best to have my own room on account of my powers anyway. And it would be pointless.

I had telekinesis. Just like Rowan. That's how we became close so fast. Even though he was deemed a "freak", it was nice to be around someone with the same power.

Anyway.

There I was, hunched over the toilet spewing up what I hadn't digested from last night's dinner. Once I was done I used my powers to get my phone off of my nightstand. Once it got to my hand I looked at the clock on my lock screen.

4:06 AM

Okay. I could work with that. Just because my body doesn't want to work right doesn't mean my life stops. I still have school. I still have lessons. I still have a social life and a boyf-

Fuck.

Maybe I could convince my friends that I was alright and dodge their questions on how stable I was, but not Rowan. Rowan was extremely good at picking up on details about me. Hell, he knew me better than anyone. For the longest time, I was Rowan's only friend, meaning he was with me all the time.

Rowan still stuck by my side wherever I went, even though he joined my friend group. I didn't mind the clinginess, it was when I got sick and he treated me like a little kid. That was the only thing that got on my nerves. It's not that It was him. I just liked feeling in control of myself. I never had other people take care of me before, so I didn't need it now.

After I checked the time I sat down on my bed. I let out a heavy breath I didn't even know I was holding in. I had to get ready. No matter how drained I felt. No matter how dark my eyes were.

Makeup. I wasn't a big makeup person, but today called for drastic measures. I took out my concealer and slapped it underneath my eyes, praying that it would cover up my zombie-like coloring. I added some blush too, considering how deathly pale I looked. Maybe that was natural for Wednesday, but not me.

When I was done with my makeup I decided I might as well get ready since classes started in an hour or two. I went to brush my teeth to cover up the vomit smell that was projecting from my mouth.

Right after I swished some mouthwash around, another wave of sickness hit me, causing me to lurch over the toilet again. Gross.

I re-did my brushing routine and moved on. I pulled my hair back into a singular braid, figuring I would have to make a couple more bathroom trips.

By the time I had gathered all of my things and prepared myself for the day ahead of me, there was a knock at my door.

Rowan and I had all of the same classes thanks to my mom, so we walked together. It was kind of sweet how he made the trip all the way up here just so we could walk to our first class together.

I was hunched over my toilet again when the knock was heard, so I quickly finished up and flushed the toilet. I had already brushed my teeth about 4 times, so this time I just washed my mouth out with some mouthwash.

"Coming!" I called. I didn't want him coming into this. I had opened my window on account of how hot I was, making my room as cold as the arctic.

I ran out of the bathroom and grabbed my bag. I ran over to the door and opened it, revealing Rowan with that usual tired look on his face when he first got me in the morning.

I attempted to try and cover up my illness and exhaustion. I knew this act wouldn't last for long though. He was practically my other half, and he was telekinetic, so he could kind of pick up whenever anything was off about me. I guess it was like a sixth sense because of the whole moving things with your mind thing.

He went in for a kiss like he usually did but I dodged it and hugged him instead. He raised his eyebrow at me a little bit.

"You feeling okay?"

"Yeah of course. I just woke up kinda early so I'm ready to start the day." Nice going idiot.

"Really? You're never like this. May I ask why you were up early?"

"I just kinda woke up for some water and ended up deciding not to go back to sleep. I'm just a little more motivated today I guess." I continued, moving down the hallways with him.

"Oh. Well okay then."

I let out a little sigh of relief, quiet enough so he couldn't hear me. When we arrived at class I took my usual seat next to him.

My entire body felt like it was on FIRE. I was certain Rowan could feel the heat radiating off of me. I was trying so hard to not do anything suspicious. It's not like Rowan would grill me for a cough or sneeze. But he would absolutely smother me if he knew about my condition right now.

I could feel him looking at me out of the corner of his eye for almost the entire lesson. I knew he was onto me, but I couldn't give in. I had to stick this out, or he would put me on bed rest for the next couple of days. I couldn't afford that. I hated falling behind because it was just more work I would have to make up.

I felt a burning in my lungs, then my throat. I had to cough. Whatever. Let one slip. It was cold in this class anyway.

I opened my mouth to cough. It wasn't even that bad, just a small one. To my surprise, as soon as I let it out my pen shot across the room.

Everyone looked at me.

"Sorry," I said looking up at everyone.

No way I was getting up to get my pen right now in front of everyone, so I just pulled out another one.

"Are sure you're okay y/n?" Rowan whispered to me.

"Yeah Row, just clearing my throat, nothing serious"

"Ok," he said, looking convinced enough for me to clear my mind.

I managed to get through the rest of our classes, only making one trip to the bathroom to puke. What a life.

We ended up going to lunch, sitting down with the rest of our friends. I sat next to Xavier as I usually did, Rowan on the other side. He and I had been friends for a long time, plus he stayed with my mom and me sometimes instead of going home for break. He was like my brother, and Rowan got along with him just as well.

Wednesday sat across from Xavier. They were a couple, but Xavier always preferred sitting opposite of her so he could draw the details of her face better. She looked up at me as we sat down. She frowned a little bit and pulled out the phone Xavier had got her.

I felt my phone buzz from inside my pocket. I looked at the text she sent.

It read-

I know you're sick. You look ill and your makeup is rubbing off.

I replied with-

Don't say anything, please. I don't feel like being smothered for the next few days.

She looked up at me and slightly nodded her head. Wednesday was also my best friend (you can imagine how excited I was when the two started dating) so she knew about how bothered I got when people took care of me.

I took my food out of my bag. I packed lunch since I had my kitchen. My friends were tired of the same "maybe cooking is my REAL power" joke.

I quickly threw it down, knowing I had to get some real substance in my stomach. Knowing I ate everything fast, I sat there waiting for bedtime else to get done, trying to keep my mind off of what would come up later.

Rowan looked over at me, seeing I had eaten all my food.

"Want some of mine?" He asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"No thank you." I felt pressure in my stomach.

"But I do have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." I continued.

I got up and left my seat, heading to the bathroom down the hall. Thankfully nobody was there, giving me at least a little privacy.

I closed the stall door and got on my knees, falling to the floor as I let my lunch out of my system.

When I finally got done I washed my hands and then washed my mouth out with some water.

I headed back slowly to the lunch room. On the way, I thought to myself.

I'm not getting any better. Which sucks. Oh well. Like goes on. I'll take some medicine after my classes and drink some water.

I got back and sat in my seat. As soon as I sat down everyone gathered their things and left, leaving me and Rowan.

"Lunch over already? That went fast." I laughed.

"Y/n. You were in the bathroom for 20 minutes. Are you sure everything's okay?"

He looked worried. It made me feel guilty, but it was a personal problem. I just wasn't covering it up well enough.

"It's nothing, Rowan. I'm fine." I smiled at him.

He stayed silent with the same worried look. Think think think. Say something that'll convince him.

"I'm serious. I've just got caught up talking to my mom in the hallway."

"Fine....but you're acting a little weird-"

"Cmon. We're gonna be late to class."

Two classes left. That's it. I just had to make it through two classes. The first class was easy, I felt fine and life went great. And the very last class was a breath of relief. That was the only class I didn't have with Rowan.

I sat next to Wednesday listening to the teacher drone on about the history of supernatural powers. Interesting class, boring teacher. We moved on to textbook work and Wednesday and I talked about the summer camp her parents forced her to go to when she was younger.

I suddenly felt my stomach shoot up a bolt of lightning-like pain. I clutched my stomach and laid my head on the desk.

"Sorry, Wen. This sickness is kicking my ass." I spoke up to her.

"Y/n. I know you don't like how Rowan gets all over you when you're sick, but this is pathetic. If you just let him take care of you maybe you'll get better."

"Wednesday. I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'll take some medicine when I get to my room and be fine."

"Whatever..." she said with no emotion.

Class ended and I made the slow trek up to my room. I think using my power to carry me would just drain me more. But these stairs made me want to die.

I got to my room and slammed my stuff down, not bothering to look where it landed. I took off my dumb uniform and pulled on some shorts and a tank top. I was still. Burning. Up.

It was the start of winter, so the window being open was like a blessing.

I brushed my teeth for what seemed like the thousandth time today, took the caked-on makeup off, and took out my braid. I hated having my hair up anyway. I'll just pull it out of my face if necessary.

I went down lay on my bed and saw him. Already sitting there. Shit. I must not have heard him come in.

I turned around from where he was sitting and almost went back into the bathroom to hide, but with a swipe of his hand, the door closed right in my face.

"No. Come here. Now." He said.

I was surprised at his sudden command. He usually wasn't ever like this. I walked over and stood in between his legs, acting innocent. Like nothing was wrong.

"What's up, babe?" I said, looking down and smiling a little.

He stood up over me with a serious look on his face.

"Y/n are you sick? Be honest with me."

"What? Oh my gosh no why would you thi-"

"Wednesday told me." He said, crossing his arms.

Bitch.

"Wednesday is delusional! You should know that by now Row."

"Oh really?"

"Yes!"

"Okay then prove it. Here."

There in his hand, he held out a thermometer.

"Rowan I shouldn't have to PROVE I'm not sick to you."

"Well if you're not sick then you have nothing to worry about."

I glared at him, watching the triumphant smirk grow on his face.

"Fine," I said with a huff.

I stuck the little glass stick in my mouth and sat on my bed. 10 minutes. And I glared at my boyfriend the whole time while he gave me a shit-eating grin.

When the 10 minutes timer went off, he grabbed it from my mouth before I could get ahold of it and lie.

"Damn. Nope. Lay down. Bed."

"Row. Come. Onnnnn." I protested.

"No. You have a temp of 103.8  are you kidding me?"

I stayed silent.

"How sick are you? What's been happening?"

"Nothing. I've just been throwing up here and there and got some minor stomach pain."

"So I'm guessing that means 'I've been throwing up nonstop and my stomach hurts like hell'."

"...accurate. I guess." I sighed.

"Listen I know you don't like being taken care of when you're sick. But it needs to be done. You need to tell me about these things."

"I know I know I know."

"My first sign should've been how freezing cold this room has been all day. Here take this."

He gave me some medicine and Tylenol for my stomach pains. Little shit. He then pulled over a trash can for me, just in case. I hate that he always knew just what to do.

He set a sheet down next to me on my nightstand with a few worksheets and page numbers written down.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Your homework for the next two days. I went around to your classes and got it for you. Told them you weren't feeling well. It's not much. But if you need any help I'm here."

I wanted to cry. God. He had always been so thoughtful. He put himself in my shoes a lot, which meant he paid more attention to detail. Also meaning when I was feeling down, so was he in a way.

I felt bad. I shouldn't have kept this from him. Here I was lying and all he wanted to do was help me.

He kissed me on my forehead and grabbed his stuff when he had given me everything I needed.

"Okay well. I know you need your space so. Text me if you need anything. Love you."

"Wait! Rowan."

He stood at the door and smiled back at me, knowing what was coming.

"Yes, love?"

"Can you stay, please? I know I was stubborn. But I think you being here is a part of the process."

He shut the door behind him and took his things off.

"Thought you'd never ask," he said with a smile.

He walked over like he owned the place. He then said.

"Wait. I need to change first."

He then walked into my closet, where most of his clothes were on account of how much time he spent in here, and changed into sweatpants and a hoodie.

He came over and got under all of my blankets. No matter how hot I was I immediately cuddled up next to him. He was cold anyway. I felt his hands rub my sides and I leaned into his touch more.

I nuzzled my face into his chest and hugged him tightly. I took in his usual smell of fresh air. He always smelled like cold, crisp air. Perfect.

I was kinda glad he found out. Maybe I would get used to this...

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Rowan Laslow - Hurt

Background- Rowan and Y/n have been best friends forever and they both have feelings for one another but are oblivious to it. Recently he's been going to Nightshade meetings more often, leaving y/n alone to fill her own time.

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Third person Pov-

Y/n and Rowan sat in his dorm, finishing up their project for botany. Rowan hated botany. He had no special interest in plants or flowers or nature of any sort. But he knew y/n did. He looked up at her, observing her squinting her eyes in focus at the drawing she had been working on.

The two had practically grown up together. Before Rowan's mother died, she was best friends with Y/n's aunt, who y/n lived with. After his mother died he began spending a lot more time at the L/n household. His father wasn't too interested in what Rowan did, and kind of detested him because of how much he resembled his mom.

Nevertheless, Y/n and her aunt took Rowan in. He even had his own room at their house.

At about age 13, he began to realize he was deeply in love with her. Since he practically lived with her he got to see all sides of her. This included seeing her sob after her first heartbreak, laugh until she couldn't breathe, and get so mad to the point where she was quite literally red in the face.

He adored every side. He adored everything about her.

He snapped back into reality, hearing her call his name in that voice that drove him nuts.

"Rowan?" she asked, trying to get his attention.

He mentally screamed at the sound of her saying his name.

"Sorry what?"

"I asked what you think about the drawing."

"Oh. Sorry."

He turned his head to observe the picture. They were assigned a tiger lily. His mouth opened a little bit. The drawing was perfect.

"Wow. That's really good. You're gonna give Xavier a run for his money."

Y/n blushed at the compliment. She had been doing her best at trying to make the drawing look as good as possible. She didn't want rowan to think she was incapable.

Just recently she had caught feelings for the Laslow boy. She never really paid him much mind before until earlier in the year. She saw him get hurt during fencing and went with him to the nurse's office. Seeing him there with his hair perfectly parted to the side, glasses sitting perfectly on his nose, and sleeves rolled up a little made her want to die. She thought back to that moment at least twice a day.

She tried forgetting about the skip in her heart when she saw him at that moment, but couldn't push it out of her head. About two weeks ago, she realized she was madly in love with him and gave in to her feelings.

"Thanks, Row. Now I just have to color it in." She looked up at him, sucking in a breath realizing how close they were.

"I could do that part. I mean you pretty much just did the whole thing." he chuckled.

"Uhh. Okay yeah, go ahead."

"Great. I'll finish it before it's due next Monday."

Rowan suddenly realized how close he was to the girl. He didn't want to be weird, so he scooted back as subtly as possible when he put the drawing in his bag.

Y/n frowned at the movement. She had thought that just maybe he was that close on purpose. Guess he was too close for comfort.

Rowan had taken off his jacket and was just in his button-up and vest. Y/n watched his back muscles contract as he leaned down to put his stuff away. Fencing sure did pay off.

He sat up and caught the girl zoned out, staring at his back.

"...You okay?"

"Wha- uh yeah. I'm great. Fantastic actually", Y/n said, hoping it wasn't too noticeable that she was staring at him.

He nodded and picked his bag up, slinging it over his shoulder. Y/n knew what was coming. The two had this unspoken thing with each other where they gave a hug whenever the other left. Recently she had been dreading this. Every touch they shared sent an electric pulse through her body.

She sighed, looking up at him with a sad face.

"Do you have to go?"

Rowan looked down to hide the crimson blush that he could feel spread across his face. They used to hang out all the time, but ever since Rowan joined the Nightshades he had been spending less and less time with the girl. In his defense, he was working on building up the courage to ask the others if she could join. Until then, he had to keep it a secret from you. He didn't know why he was so nervous. They all loved you anyway.

"Yeahhh. Xavier needed me to tutor him for algebra."

"Ah. Okay. Well..bye."

She stood up and mentally prepared herself for what was to come.

When did he get so tall?

He pulled her in, wrapping his arms around her neck. She wrapped hers around his waist, face right in his chest. They stood there for a moment just holding each other.

They both inhaled. As y/n took in the smell of Rowan's light cologne mixed with fresh cold air, he took in the smell of her green apple shampoo and conditioner. Her hair products frequently changed, so he was always excited to see what she chose this time.

Even though they both grew extremely nervous about this hug every time it came, it was addicting. Neither of them could get enough. It was like an excuse just to touch each other based on a tradition from when they were kids. They both mentally cursed and thanked their past kid selves for it. It had grown to mean so much more.

"Sure you don't wanna stay? I'm gonna sneak out and go into Jericho for some coffee and snacks.."

Rowan tried to think of an excuse. He felt bad for ditching their usual hang-out together (again..), but this was the meeting he would ask if she could join. They would finally be able to join each other again.

"I can't. His test is coming up soon. No time to waste."

"Right. Okay. Bye Rowan."

"Bye Y/n"

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Rowan closed the door behind him and immediately felt sick. He knew Y/n was upset with him, but it would all be worth it after tonight.

But he just kept thinking.

Maybe if you got the courage to ask sooner you wouldn't have to feel this way, and she wouldn't be upset.

No. What's done is done. No point in feeling bad about it now. It wasn't like waiting an extra day was gonna kill her.

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Y/n pulled her jacket on and grabbed her wallet in a huff. She knew Rowan wasn't tutoring Xavier for algebra tonight. Xavier was in geometry with her, and their test was yesterday.

Knowing he lied to her angered Y/n. Why would he be ditching her like this? What if there was a girl?

She shook her head trying to shake off the thought of Rowan being in love with someone else. Whatever. Maybe a latte and some chips would get her mind off of this.

She snuck out of the school doors, shivering once she felt the breeze hit her. She knew she should have grabbed Rowan's hoodie he had given her instead but was too stubborn to wear something of his right now when he had pissed her off so badly.

She began heading through the woods, observing her surroundings. She had always felt one with nature. It was peaceful to her.

As her journey continued, she didn't make it too far in before she heard a low growl.

"Enid?" she asked wearily.

Enid was always messing around with her like this. Even though she hadn't wolfed out yet, she had still always had a knack for growling and scaring the girl.

She heard it again.

"Enid come on this isn't funny. Come out!" she demanded.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as a strange creature crawled out of the darkness.

Y/n immediately started sprinting back toward the school. She had almost reached the front lawn when she felt her legs give out from under her. She was pulled back by her leg and flipped over until she felt the violent stabbing pain of the creature clawing open the skin on her chest and legs. She screamed as loud as she could, hoping someone would find her and come help. Her adrenaline got the best of her, as she was frozen in shock and fear. She suddenly snapped back to reality when the monster had finished with her.

She felt the burning of the wounds and the wetness of the blood seeping through her clothes in the cold night air. She couldn't scream anymore, and the blood rushing out of her drained her energy. She reached down and slowly pulled out her phone, pressing Rowan's contact to call him. Even though she had been mad, she needed him right now, and he was the closest thing to family around here.

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Rowan looked down at his phone repeatedly buzzing in her pocket. His face lit up with joy seeing Y/n's contact. He had already asked and received the blessing for her to join the club he was buzzing with excitement. When he asked everyone look at him like he was stupid.

"Dude, why didn't you just ask before? We love having her around. I'm surprised she isn't already one of us." Xavier said.

He got a bunch of different "yeah" and "Duh of course" from the entire group. Easy enough then. He had just sat down and started drinking a mocktail Yoko had made. He was just about to text and ask if he could come to her dorm because he had good news when he got her call.

Rowan picked up the phone and held it to his ear.

"Hey, I was just about t-"

He stopped. He heard sobbing from the girl and immediately stood up, already on edge.

"Y/n what's wrong? Is everything alright?"

"I...need help. Now. Monster...attacked..me... "

"Ooooh My god. Okay. OKAY. IM COMING. Send me your location I'm on my way."

"O...K...." Y/n sobbed.

Rowan hung up and took his robe off. It was time to go. NOW. He didn't even bother explaining to the others. He rushed out and ran towards the location you had sent him.

He made his way toward the edge of the campus lawn, finding you passed out on the grass. Not considering the circumstances, you looked peaceful. Your long eyelashes over top your cheeks and the moonlight above you shone across your face.

But Rowan didn't have time to think about that. He had to act fast.

"Fuck fuck fuck" he quickly used his telekinetic powers to lift you into the air and had you floating behind him as he broke out into a jog to the nurse.

He got to the nurse and quickly explained what happened. The nurse told him to go get her clothes as she tore off the bloodied ones and cleaned the poor girl up.

Rowan rushed down to your dorm and flipped the light on. Yoko was your roommate, and she was still at the meeting so he didn't have to worry about disturbing anyone. He went through the items in your closet, knowing you would want something to be comfortable in. He grabbed a tank top and shorts, knowing you also might not want anything touching your stitched-up wounds.

He grabbed some of your things along the way, knowing you would be spending at least a couple of days in the infirmary. On the way out he spotted his hoodie laying across a chair. He grabbed that too.

Turning the light off and shutting the door, Rowan rushed back, waiting to see what your state was.

He entered the door and handed the nurse your stack of clothes through the curtain. He didn't want to look in and invade your privacy. He tried talking to the nurse through the curtains. He was very impatient.

"How is she? Is she going to be okay? What's going on?" he asked frantically.

"Well she lost a lot of blood, and she's going to need MANY stitches. As of right now, I'm not sure when or if she'll wake up. But ill let you know..." she responded.

He sucked in a breath and held it for a second. This was all his fault. If he asked sooner or left the meeting earlier, or just stayed with you, this would have never happened. He let a single tear roll down his cheek but quickly wiped it away.

For the next couple of hours, all he did was wait. The nurse finally came out.

"She'll make it. But she'll be out for a while. As I said, Miss L/n lost a lot of blood. She's numbed up for now but she'll be in pain for the next few days. If you want you can go check on her. She's cleaned up."

He let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much. Do you mind if I stay with her until she wakes up?"

The nurse smiled at his request. The simple act reminded her that young love still existed. It was a breath of fresh air compared to the cuts and bruises from fights she was constantly healing.

"Go right ahead"

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Y/n woke up dizzy, but stable. She felt sharp pains and something burning all over her. She lifted the hem of her shirt, seeing bloodied stitches all across her abdomen. She pulled down the waistband of her shorts and saw the same thing on her thighs. Same thing on her arms.

At least I'm alive

She looked over to see Rowan sleeping in a chair next to her bedside. A nurse walked over and checked up on her while y/n stared. The nurse glanced up and looked over to see her looking at him so intently.

"Your boyfriend there stayed with you for the past 2 days. He barely leaves your side. Reminds me of how close my husband and I are."

Y/n didn't want to ruin the moment and tell her it wasn't her boyfriend so she just replied "Yeah we're really close."

The nurse walked away. Since she was awake now and Rowan was asleep, it was her turn to watch over him. She looked over all of him, from the freckles on his face to his cupid's bow. She loved every.single.part.

She was still laying down observing his face when he began to stir. His eyes fluttered open and he lifted off his glasses a little bit to rub his eyes before he fully opened them.

"Hey, you're awake! How do you feel?" he asked.

"Fine. Sore. Thank you for saving me."

"It's the least I could do. You're here because of me in the first place."

"Are you kidding? I understand you had things to do. I was going whether you were there or not. This isn't your fault."

"Listen there's something I need to tell you..."

Y/n raised her eyebrow and slightly nodded, telling him to keep going.

"I'm a part of a secret society here called the Nightshades. Recently we've been having more meetings which is why I've had to ditch our usual time together so much. Last night was especially important because...I asked them if you could join. They said yes. So now we can do our usual hangouts again...I mean. Only if you want."

Her eyes widened at the statement.

"Really? Wow. Yeah, I'd love to join. And to think I thought.." she said the last part a little quieter, realizing she ratted herself out.

"You thought what?"

"Well, I knew you weren't tutoring Xavier. He's in my class. I thought. Well, I thought you were ditching me for a girl."

Rowan laughed at the statement, making y/n slightly glare for laughing at her.

"ME?"

He continued laughing but then saw the serious look on her face. He knew it was time. This may ruin their friendship, but holding on to this anymore would make him explode.

"Y/n, the only girl I want in my life is you. I've been in love with you since we were kids. When I saw you laying there, lifeless on the ground, all I could think about was how I never got to tell you how much you meant to me."

Her eyes went as big as saucers. She never thought he would ever say anything to her like that. She sat forward and stared down at her hands, trying to figure out how to tell him she reciprocated feelings.

Rowan sat in silence, worrying he made her uncomfortable. He stood up from his chair.

"Listen I'm gonna go I don't want you to thin-"

Y/n quickly turned to him, gripping his wrist with one hand to pull him down, the other hand on the back of his neck to pull him in.

As their lips connected they both melted into the kiss. Y/n felt him smile a little, but quickly force it down so he could go back to kissing her. He lifted his hand to her face and rubbed his thumb back and forth across her cheek.

Y/n sat up a little bit to deepen the kiss, trying to push away the immense pain she was feeling on her stomach, but eventually gave in. She sharply inhaled and leaned back to the spot she was in before, breaking contact between the two.

Rowan sat back down in his seat with a dopey smile spread across his face.

Y/n looked at him with what was only recognizable as unconditional love in her eyes.

"Rowan. I'm in love with you too. Every part of you. I've known you for so long, and I can't imagine what my life would be like without you here."

Rowan took her hand in his, drawing little circles on it as they both stared at each other with love in their eyes. He leaned over and kissed her forehead, then whispered to her...

"I swear. I will never let anything hurt you ever again, my love."

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AND THATS IT!! Thank you for reading and stay tuned for more updates!

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Hurt

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Background- You're Enid's sister and you've been best friends with Xavier since you were little.

Not proof read! If you have any requests dm me! I do not give permission for my work to be posted anywhere else <3

Reader pov-

I woke up in my shared dorm with Wednesday and my sister Enid. Enid and I had always been close, but I wasn't as energetic as her. I preferred a late start to my day and enjoyed my time alone.

But she had always been there for me. Even when I wolfed out before her. And even when I told her about developing feelings toward my best friend, Xavier Thorpe.

Xavier and I basically grew up together. We had been on countless vacations with each other, along with countless relationships and breakups, along with family drama.

We were practically inseparable.

But now school had started. And ever since I started liking Xavier, I was trying to avoid him.

Whenever I was around someone I liked, I practically shut down. Stuttering, fumbling my words, and nervous looks were my go-to.

Xavier knew this. He knew everything about me.

I couldn't let him see me.

Today was a leisure day. No classes would take place until tomorrow. I decided to take a quick run before the sun rose.

I walked out the door and down the halls, adjusting my watch to track my run. Even though I had successfully avoided Xavier for a week, we still had a competition going on to see who could run more.

I was winning.

I headed out onto my usual path and started. I loved the way running felt. How my lungs burned and the soreness of my legs after. It was truly a euphoric feeling to me.

It was cold this morning, so I didn't have to worry about overheating. The trees were covered in a light frost and the air had a certain crisp feeling to it.

I then looked down to see how I was doing, mostly looking to view how successful the run was going.

I then collided with another person.

Please. Don't be him.

It was.

Stupid. You know he takes the same path. You used to run TOGETHER.

He looked down and observed my face quickly before lighting up.

"Y/n! God, I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!"

He then pulled me into a tight hug, which I didn't return. I froze.

When he realized I wasn't returning the hug, or even saying anything, he let go and gave me a confused look.

"Are you okay? You never let down the opportunity to crush me."

I was looking in every direction but his face, trying to be subtle. But it wasn't working as well as I had hoped.

"Did I do something? You haven't been talking to me. And we haven't hung out in forever. What's going on?"

He gave me a worried look and put his hand on the side of my face to tilt my head and make eye contact with him.

As soon as his hand came into contact with my skin I stepped back a little bit.

"I-I gotta go." I mentally cursed at myself for how cowardly I was being.

It was just Xavier.

The Xavier you fell in love with...

Shut up.

Despite Xavier's protests, I ran past him anyway. My thoughts were no longer clear of my problems.

I thought the run would take care of that. But my problems ended up coming face to face with me anyway.

Maybe I couldn't run. But I could hide.

I got back to my dorm and showered. As the steam soaked into my pores and water poured over my skin I began to think to myself.

Maybe I should just tell him. I can't avoid him forever. We're best friends.

I decided to take my moment of confidence and reached out of the shower curtain to grab my phone off of the counter.

I quickly sent Xavier a text.

"Meet me at my shed. 8 pm."

I almost immediately got a reply from him.

"I'll be there."

I sighed in relief and set my phone down. My moment of confidence was over.

Fuck.

I have to do this.

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It was 6 pm and I had been worrying about what to say all day.

Like Xavier, I had my own little place on campus where I could go and let loose.

I wasn't a painter or drawer like him.

I took pictures instead. My entire "studio" was actually a darkroom. Xavier had helped me get the supplies for everything.

Often he would help me take pictures, or even be the subject.

I had been prepping and processing pictures for a while. I lost track of time while I was listening to my darkroom playlist. "The morning" by The Weeknd was currently playing. It was the perfect song for the mood the red lights above me set.

My entire body was relaxed, this was where I was truly at peace. I looked over to observe my wall of Xavier. Filled with all of the pictures he had me take of him, along with ones I had voluntarily taken.

I smiled and looked down. I then remembered the task at hand later in the evening and my smile dropped. This would make or break our friendship.

I leaned over to place another picture in the developing liquid with the tweezers. As I leaned to carefully place the photograph in I felt a hand on my shoulder and dropped the picture in shock.

Let’s hope that doesn’t ruin it.

I took out my earbuds and turned to face him.

"Sorry" he chuckled.

I could see he was just as nervous as I was. His hair was also tied back, and his hands were covered in dried paint.

"So are you gonna tell me why you've been avoiding me? It's kinda starting to freak me out, you seem upset with something I did."

He put his hands in his pockets as if he had something to be ashamed about.

"I- you- UGH. You didn't do anything wrong, Xavier." I said with frustration. I was already starting to shut down.

"All I know is that we were cool and for about a week you haven't said a word to me."

I got a sudden boost of confidence again. Remember. It's just him. Chill out.

"Kinda sounds like you were starting to miss me, Xav," I smirked at him.

He shook his head and laughed a little.

God, that smile.

"Of course I did. Can't have my best friend trying to ghost me."

I crinkled my nose in disgust a little bit at the word "friend", trying to be subtle about it.

"What? What was that look for?"

"Nothing."

"No that wasn't a "nothing" look. Just tell me what's going on. Please?"

He started inching closer to me and I backed away until I hit the armrest of the couch that was in here.

He looked down at me and smirked.

"Just tell me. It's not like you can go anywhere."

I glared up at him. He was wrong. I could easily walk around him and out the door. But in my current position with him leaning over me, no way in hell I was moving.

"Fine. But you can't.. freak out at me or anything."

"Can you stop stalling?"

I shuffled in my seat a little bit before answering and looked down at my hands to avoid his eyes.

"Xavier...I think I like you. Like..more than friends."

There was a long moment of silence before I heard something.

What. Was-?

He started laughing. In my face.

He was inches away from my face. And I had just confessed to him. And he was laughing. In my face.

I wanted to cry. I closed my eyes a let out a shaky breath. I knew this was a dumb idea.

The laughing came to a stop when he saw me look up at the ceiling, trying to keep my tears from spilling.

"Hey hey hey. Don't cry don't cry. I'm not laughing at YOU. I'm laughing at myself. I've been planning on telling you I liked you for a while now but you started avoiding me and I decided now wasn't the best time... I thought maybe you needed space."

I looke down a little bit to face him and saw his expression. He was being genuine. He crouched down to wipe my tears off with his thumbs.

"I've been avoiding you because of how I shut down with the people I like. I knew you would be able to tell if I was around you."

I laughed a little to try and lighten the mood.

"Well now that we've got that out in the open..."

He lowered me down onto the couch and crawled on top of me, his face so close I could smell the acrylic paint he had on him.

"Can I kiss you?" He said, his cheeks turning a deep crimson.

I slowly nodded my head, in awe of how good he looked. The light brought out the colors of the paint, letting me see the little splotches he had on his face.

He leans down and presses his lips against mine. I never knew how much I enjoyed kissing until he kissed me. It felt right. Like a puzzle piece finally moving into place. I bit his lip and felt him moan against me, it was an insatiable moment. I wanted more.

He licked my bottom lip, asking for easier access. I decided to play hard to get and smiled into the kiss, not opening my mouth. He then moved his hand from my face to my hip, surprising me by lightly squeezing it. In response, I gasped just enough for him to gain access.

He tasted like spearmint.

I got so lost in the kiss I didn't even realize that I was slowly running out of air.

He pulled away and I gasped loudly, finally being brought back to reality. His lips were significantly darker than before. And a little swelled.

I could still feel the tingling on my lips as I leaned back and sighed.

I smiled up at him and pushed him off of me.

"Cmon. We gotta head back. Curfew starts in a little bit."

He looked at me in pure shock.

"Are you kidding?" He laughed.

“What?”

"That's all you can say to me?"

"Well you know I'm not good with that kind of stuff!" I laughed shaking my head at him.

"Fine fine. How about I say what we're both thinking instead then."

"Go right ahead."

"Y/n. Would you possibly want to be my girlfriend?"

"Mmm. Possibly. I mean we haven't even been on a date yet."

"We've known each other for our whole lives."

"Solid point I guess. Hm. Yes. I will be your girlfriend."

"Good. So now you can't be mad at me when I.. beat your score!" He said running away.

"WAIT THAT'S NOT FAIR I DIDN'T EVEN GET A WARNING."

I quickly gathered my things and shut everything in the dark room down.

I knew there was no way I would catch up to him.

I let out a sigh of relief, knowing he felt the same and I got it over with. I accepted my defeat and walked back to the school.

For the first time, deep within, I didn't care if I lost the running competition.

I had already won.

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