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AAOOOHHH MY BABBIESSSSSSS....

oh my child, rayna... i need to give her a big fat hug right now i love her so much....

her outburst killleedd meeee and that guy?? ewwww kill him off eggs for the sake of my sanity before i kill him myself...

oh and william being protective HEEHEHEHEEEE yes man go get yo girlllll

also oh my god enzo 😭😭😭😭 he speaks russian 😭😭😭😭😭 him being so worried is SO him

my babies. my children. rayna come give your aunt a hug.

𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 - PT 2

~In academia, love is the greatest rival~

TW: I have to put the trigger warning at the start for this one. Swearing, smoking, kissing and light intimacy.

WC: 2K

Tags: Fluff, enemies to lovers, academia, academic enemies to lovers, fluffy, wilna, rayna quinn, william lewis, trigger warning

Credits: Thanks to @twoandahalfdimes and @trinketcollectingcrow for letting me use their OCs Enzo and Francis respectively, love ya'll! Thanks to @strangergraphics for the dividers :D

Tagging: @twoandahalfdimes @light-of-the-room @trinketcollectingcrow @rambling-tam - lmk if you wanna be added!

Author's note: This was a bummer to write :') pretty emotion packed, I'd say, which is why it's 2k words lmao- as always, lmk if you find and mistakes! enjoy! <3

Rayna let out a shaky breath, her eyes locked onto the platform. She couldn’t believe it. He managed to get an entire speech prepared, and read it out on the stage? She thought even being here was hard enough, but he’d managed to go even further.

“How?!” Enzo scoffed, sitting up straight, “How did he manage to get himself on the stage?”

Francis shook his head in a mix of amusement and confusion, “I don’t know. Impressive, though,” He muttered, resting his elbow on the back of his seat.

“I do have quite a lot of experience in the field of psychology, however I enjoy dabbling in the discipline of physics. On that note, could I have a volunteer?” William’s voice echoed throughout the auditorium, his eyes flickering across the room, briefly locking eyes with her. He smirked and opened his mouth as if to speak.

Rayna was surprised that he could even see her from such a distance, but the excitement building up in her chest didn’t let her mind linger on that fact for long. She was ready to stand up, to run down the flight of stairs and be in the limelight with him, but that dream swiftly faded as his eyes were drawn towards a certain girl.

“Third row, girl with the green eyes, be a dear and come join me?” He requested gently, gesturing with his head towards the empty space beside me.

The girl slowly stood up, flattening down her skirt as she made her way towards the platform, fiddling with the hem of her shirt as she stood beside him, almost unsure.

William chose to ignore this. He looked at her, his face displaying no emotion. It was rather difficult to tell what he was feeling, “How would you admit your feelings to someone?” He asked abruptly.

She looked at him in befuddlement, raising an eyebrow as she slowly her head to look at him, her hand dropping to her side, “What?”

“How would you admit that you harbored feeling towards someone?” He repeated curiously, rather impatient as he waited for a response.

“Uh, just… be genuine, I guess?” She replied, shifting her weight as she avoided his unwavering gaze.

“So, you think if I were to have a… crush on someone in this room, I should just tell them? How sure are you that this works?” He cocked his head to the side in an almost mocking way, as if he knew the answer to his own question.

“Well… everyone likes honesty, so I suppose it’s likely to work?” She mumbled out in response, clearly uncomfortable with the sudden question.

“Interesting.” He whispered, scanning the room for someone he knew the name of, before his eyes landed on Rayna, “For hypothetical purposes, Rayna, I like you.” He said, his voice devoid of any emotion, in fact, he almost looked a bit disgruntled at having to say such a thing.

Rayna blinked, "Uhm, what?”

He rolled his eyes, his attitude having completely switched, “Fool. For hypothetical purposes, of course, say i told you i liked you. Not that I would, of course,” He chuckled, almost amused at the thought, “You’re quite strange, you are aware? Always have been. It’s not likely that I would like anyone, let alone you. But, tell me, what would you do in this situation?”

Rayna went silent, “Fuck you.” She breathed.

William hummed in slight amusement, “Oh?”

She nodded, her eyebrows narrowed, “You’re a bastard. I knew you were from day one. You really think that I would ever like someone like you? That I would even dream about loving a workaholic boy, obsessed with his strange hypothetical scenarios? So scared to go out into the real world that he just sits in his little bubble all day. Maybe that’s why you have no friends,” She spat, venom dripping from her teeth, every word she said like relief for her heart, but it somehow pained her even more. But saying it in front of everyone, oh, how she adored the hatred that settled in her heart.

His eyes widened just a fraction, his mouth agape. She watched in horror as he struggled to gain his composure, her heart taking a hit as she watched something she’d never seen before appear in his eyes. Genuine… dislike?

And so she carried on, all to distract herself from the fact she was hurting her own soul, “If I were pretty, would that make me better? If i weren’t so weird, maybe I’d meet your standards. But if your ‘type’ is so unrealistic, then i don’t even want to meet the criteria.” She grabbed her bag, slinging it over her shoulder and storming down the stairs, giving him a final glare.

“What the fuck…?” Francis muttered, confusion and concern written all over his features.

"Khristos…” Enzo breathed, his mother tongue slipping into his words as he anxiously looked towards the exit she had fled from.

Rayna ran through the car park, trying desperately to make it to the coach. In her heartbroken head, it was the only safe haven she could think of. As she approached, worry clouded her mind as she saw the doors open.

She crept closer out of curiosity, stepping inside, her nostrils instantly being invaded with the smell of smoke. As she looked around, she saw a boy sitting in one of the seats, smoking as he scrolled on his phone.

“… Who are you?” She muttered, her eyes narrowing at the cigarette in his hand.

“Eh, just some boy invading your school’s ride home,” He smirked, slipping his phone into his pocket, “Better question, why're your eyes so red?”

She sniffed, rubbing her eyes, “I rub ‘em a lot.” She whispered.

“Lies, you look like you’re on crack,” He laughed, taking a hit of the cigarette, before looking up, “Do you? If you do, hand over the goods, will ya’?-”

“What? No!” She exclaimed, her offense obvious.

“No as in… you don’t have any… or no as in you won’t give me any?”

She scoffed at his audacity, cracking a smile, “I don’t have any..”

He sat up, resting his legs on the headrest of the seat directly in front of him, “So, what’s up then? Why are you upset?”

“Just… some guy, I guess,” She rolled her eyes at how pathetic she sounded, rubbing her nose.

“Yeah? What’s he like?” The boy inquired, taking the cigarette away from his mouth and letting out a long breath.

“Uh, he likes banter, he’s smart-”

The boy groaned, “Didn’t know that was a good thing, you always see those smart kids, what’s so special about ‘em?”

“Well, he’s different.”“If he’s making you cry, clearly not,” He said, smiling at his own words and taking a drag of the cigarette.

"Hm,” Rayna mumbled in thought.

“So, did you come to hook up or what?”

“I- excuse me?” She was suddenly taken aback as she stared at the boy.

“Kids only ever come here if they want a bit of relief. You look like a goody two-shoes, like you attend every class. I doubt you’d leave that lecture for some fresh air. You came here for a reason. Probably to relieve stress. Why don’t I relieve some of that tension?” He smiled, standing up and walking towards her, tossing his cigarette out of the open door.

In the midst of her anger towards William, she lost all sense of control and reason, “Yeah,” She mumbled, “If you don’t mind.”the boy hummed, stepping closer and taking her by the waist, “Ever kissed someone?”

“No…” She mumbled under her breath, slightly embarrassed.

“Ah, and what? Everyone has a first time,” With that, he quickly pressed his lips to hers, savoring the feeling of her mouth against his.

Rayna went along with it. She had no clue what she was doing, but she was consumed by the taste of cigarettes and the scent of musk. She couldn’t care less how stupid and irrational she felt. She grasped his shoulders and pressed herself against him, rolling her hips against his with desperation. Even though she knew she had no feelings for this boy, she was in a hurry to drown her feelings with heat.

He groaned as their lips parted for a moment, “Damn, you really are needy.”

She nodded with a frown, “Help me, please.”

He shrugged, his hands drifting up her shirt, his fingers brushing over her stomach as he made his way higher and higher.

Rayna gulped, slowly beginning to regret her decision, but she couldn’t exactly back out now, could she? She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt his hands over her, waiting for the inevitable.

“If you don’t get your hands off of her, I will break your fucking spine.” William practically growled from behind them.

Rayna jumped, quickly stumbling backwards and catching herself on a seat, “William-”

The boy looked at him, startled, “Christ, mate, she yours or something?”

He completely ignored the question, his arms crossed as he barely concealed his rage, “Get out, you foul boy.”

He glanced at him, and back at Rayna, who simply nodded frantically at him. He seemed to finally get the message, and ran out of the coach.

As she recovered from the high, she felt shame dawn on her as she looked up at William.

“What was that?” He hissed, stepping closer, “Why would you put yourself in a situation like that?”

“I just- wanted some relief.” She admitted quietly, avoiding his gaze.

“You’re smarter than that, Rayna. You don’t need to resort to physical pleasure to recover from a bit of sorrow.” He scolded, but as she finally met his eyes, she saw nothing but sympathy.

She looked at the floor, refusing to speak, to which he sighed, “I’m going to assume you kissed.”

"Mhm,” She confirmed, her voice small as tears threatened to spill, although she tried desperately to hide them.

“Was that what you wanted?” He questioned, sitting on one of the seats.

“Honestly, now that i think about it, no.” She let that simmer for a moment before smacking her forehead, “I’m an idiot! What have I done?!”

“You’re not,” He reassured, “The only people who know that you kissed that boy is me and you, that’s it.”

“Yeah, for now, until you tell everyone else.” She bit her lip in self-loathing, digging her nails into her arm.

“Why would I do that? If you don’t want anybody else knowing, then I’ll make sure they don’t. Trust me, for all everyone else knows, you haven’t had your first kiss yet.” He smiled gently, “And honestly, you haven’t. If you didn’t want it, then it never happened.”

She let out a shaky breath, “Thank you- so much.” She mussitated, glancing up at him.

As he was about to respond, Enzo and Francis practically leaped into the coach.

“Is she alright?!” Enzo yelled, not at all purposefully, “Ona v bezopasnotsi?!”

“Holy shit, Rayna!” Francis flopped onto one of the seats, trying to catch his breath, “You made William cut his entire speech short!”

“I- what? No I did not! I simply ended it early for the sake of… instincts!” He protested.

“Right, totally.” Enzo muttered, scoffing.

“I simply heard sounds and wanted to come and see what was going on!”

Francis raised a brow, “On that note, what was going on?”

Rayna sighed, about to own up, but not before William spoke up, “She was crying,” He sighed, “Crying, that’s all.”

By now, it seemed the event was coming to a close, as students began filing back onto the coach. The four shared a look before going to sit down, Rayna purposefully choosing to sit alone.

She felt disgusted with herself, she could still feel his hands on her body and she hated it. She felt like a piece of meat.

As she wallowed in her self pity, her phone pinged beside her. She sighed, picking it up.

‘William Lewis has added you as a contact on WhatsApp.’

How did he even?- She smiled softly, chuckling and choosing not to question it. Resting her head against the window, her thoughts were suddenly consumed with something other than that unfortunate encounter that had happened just a few minutes ago.

Or rather, her thoughts were consumed with… someone.