Crush x Reader Oneshots!!!

Crush x Reader - Gone

(A/N: song is optional)

"Can I cancel out painting today? Apparently I've got some babysitting to do," you say to (friend's name) over the phone.
"Of course! But (your name) please don't tire yourself out. I know you like keeping yourself busy but you have to relax as well... It's not healthy any-"
"Look I'm fine."

The other line is silent for a moment.

"Ok then," (friend's name) says. You hang up and see your reflection on your phone's screen. The rings under your eyes seemed to have darkened and your lips became a shade paler.

"I'm fine," you mutter to yourself and put your hair in a messy bun/rush a short hair hairdo.

"I'm perfectly fine"

<Time Skip>

You went into your house tired as hell. You didn't even bother to clean the plates from earlier morning or make dinner even if you were just gonna microwave the leftovers. You just trudged up the stairs, changed and then slipped into your bed, the one way ticket to dream land.

"I've liked you for a while now and I was wondering if you would be my girlfriend...?" He asked you with his trademark smile on his face. You grinned and hugged him as a yes. Your lips touched and then it was just (your eye color) against (his eye color) with a touch of love in them.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

"I'm sorry. I don't love you anymore. We're done"

You shot up awake. Cold sweat was dripping from your forehead and you were shaking.

"Not again," you mumbled and fumble for your phone. You called (friend's name).

"(Your name)? What the hell people are trying to sleep-"
"Yes. Yes I know. You think you could go to the club with me?"
"Now?!"
"No, I mean later"
"Goodness. Why?"
"I need to relax a bit. You were right, I am getting to busy"

Like earlier the line was silent for a bit.

"Fine. But go to bed now. Sleep well (your name)"

He hangs up. It takes you a while to sleep again.

<Time Skip>

"Are you sure this is necessary?" (friend's name) asked adjusting his dusting off his jacket.
"Mhmm. Absolutely," you replied. The both of you then walked into the club. There were flashing lights and people grinding on each other but all you did was go straight to the bar and sat down.

You and (friend's name) drank, him drinking moderately while you drunk shot after shot after shot. You couldn't help it, the more buzzed you were the better it was. And boy you were buzzed.

"You seem to have drunk a lot," a voice said. Everything was hazy in your vision and all you could make out was (crush's hair color).

"Yah don't say?" You slurred. The other person chuckled.
"Come here often?"
"Nyope"
"Then what's the special occasion?"

You take another shot and grinned at the man.

"I'm stressed. I just can't seem to get over my *hic* ex. He left meeee and now he's gone forever," you slurred with a happy tone.
"I didn't do shit except love him! Is loving him shit? I dunno. All he said was he didn't love me no more, walks away and then boom! I'm a single pringle. Didn't even get to slap his cute and ugly face"

You were crying by now but laughed it off.

"Why the fuck did I do to deserve this? I wish I could see him one more time so that I could give him a piece of my mind but fucking nevermind because it's never gonna happen! The son of a bitch is gone and I gotta try my best to move on from him. You know what I'm saying?" You said while sniffling at random points. The blurred stranger remained silent. Even at a drunk state you could tell that he was tense.

"Don't be so tense, buddy? It wasn't you I was talking about," you giggled out and punched him playfully on the arm. He laughed awkwardly.

"Yeah... I'm sorry about all that. But it seems like your friend has come to take you home," he says.

And then you passed out.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

(Friend's name) sighed and picked you up. He glared at the boy you were talking to.

"Fancy meeting a fuckboy like you here," he mutters. (Crush's name) holds up his hands in defense.
"I swear I didn't touch her or anything"
"That isn't why I'm mad, dipshit. You put her through hell when she deserved less than that"
"I know"
"You knew?! Then why the fuck did you continue it anyway?!"

(Crush's name) remained silent. (Friend's name) noticed you shake and saw that you were crying in your unconscious state. He soothed you best he could.

"Listen well jackass. This girl right here has been doing everything to move on from you. She's tired and won't admit it and it's all because she doesn't want a memory of you ever again. I'm pretty sure that's why she wanted to go to the club"

"p-please d-don't go..." You mutter.

"Even in her fucking sleep yah shitbag!"

"Y-you're gone now..."
"You fucked up big time. Now excuse me I have to take her home"

(Friend's name) picks you up bridal style and leaves the club. (Crush's name) is now left with nothing but guilt.

"I was gone and you had to stay busy to keep from missing me," he mutters and then downs a shot. It was now his turn to drown his sorrows in alcohol.