13 Reasons Why Imagines

Scott Pt.1 (Imagine)

It was New Years Eve so you know what that means for the vast amount of the high school population...a huge party. At none other than Bryce Walkers house of course.

I wasn't here alone, I came here with my boyfriend of seven months, Scott Reed, who I instantly fell in love with when I first met him.

Although, as of right now, he was outside in the back yard playing beer pong with a few of the baseball guys, while I was in the upstairs washroom, seeing as the one downstairs was occupied, trying to sober myself up as much as I could.

I definitely had too much to drink tonight and it wasn't even midnight yet.

I stared at the mirror, trying to fix my mascara and then my hair. I heard the door knob twist and turned to watch the door open, "someone's in here dude!" I yelled through the music.

I heard a chuckle, a familiar chuckle, "shit. My bad,"Bryce said as he walked into the washroom.

"That means don't come in asshole." I'm not too fond of Bryce, as you could maybe tell.

He smirked, closing the door, locking it behind him, "this'll be quick, I promise."

I stared at him intently, "Bryce, let me out," I demanded, trying to contain my fear. "Unlock the fucking door Bryce."

He stepped closer, "I've been wanting to do this for a while," he said smuggly. "How about we keep this little," he paused. "Encounter... Between you and me? Scotty boy doesn't need to know."

"There won't be an 'encounter' if you just let me leave!" I sneered.

Suddenly, before I could do or say anything else, Bryce gripped one hand over my mouth as the other began sliding off my dress.

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Scott never did come upstairs and find me.

Bryce left me in tears in the washroom.

I grabbed my phone off of the counter and checked the time: 11:51pm

I should get downstairs.

I quickly fixed myself up, making it look as if nothing ever happened, and walked, in pain, down the stairs to find Scott.

"There you are baby!" I heard from behind me as I passed the kitchen. I turned around seeing Scott standing with a solo cup in hand, "I've been looking everywhere for you."

You obviously didn't look upstairs, I thought

"I just went to the bathroom for a minute, I wasn't feeling to good," I lied, trying my best to give him a reassuring smile. God this hurts.

Scott grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the big flat screen tv to watch the ball drop in Times Square.

"3!" People started cheering. "2! 1! Happy New Year!" Everyone yelled as Scott pulled me in for a kiss.

I kissed back but I felt sick to my stomach.

Scott pulled away, smiling before wrapping his arm tightly around my waist.

We stayed at Bryce's house for another two hours before heading out. The time felt like it was going by so slow, I just wanted to go home and shower and go to bed and forget this entire night.

But of course, I didn't tell Scott that.

"I'll see you tomorrow baby," Scott said as I got out of his car that was parked outside of my house. "I love you!" He smiled.