A/N: This is a Heather x Reader story, enjoy! Also shout out to the writers of the show, I will be using a few of their lines just so it can get the story going, okay. NOW ENJOY!
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Heather was a girl that was sweet and caring, she was always extra nice too her best friends; Y/n L/n, Natalie Williams and Bishop Moore.
She always liked writing and whenever she had the chance to write in her book, she'd take the first opportunity to take it, it was something that she enjoyed.
Heather's POV:
I'm walking over to Natalie's job, I got 2 cups; one for me, one for Y/n who's with me and taking small sips of her drink already as she was greedy and needed a drink, and one for Natalie! We're all gonna sit outside on Natalie's break. I go in front of the window and tap on the window as someone had left the shop, she looks over at me and Y/n who have big smiles on our face, she giggles and leaves to tell her manager that she was taking a break. Me and Y/n sit down on the curb waiting for her to come out and join us,
"You enjoying your drink there?" I ask her with a teasing grin on my face, she took a sip while turning to me and cleared her throat after she swallows her juice, she starts coughing to which I laugh at. "Idiot," I insult, she slowly stops coughing and nudges me lightly,
"Oh shut up, I'm smarter than you." Y/n fires back with a teasing grin on her face, I roll my eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey!" I say putting a finger up, she does the same as we both sit up more both trying not to laugh, "You may be smarter... L/n but! I am overall... more intelligent than you." I explain slowly as we both roar into laughter,
"Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night, Miss Nill." Y/n teases with a grin, Natalie soon comes out and we start randomly talking about outfits.
"Ooh! What about this one?" Natalie asks as she glances at me and Y/n then back at her phnoe starting to read off what it says, "Manic pixie dream girl, tragic ingenue, dangerous seductress?" Natalie asks me and Y/n while she was looking down at her phone, a snicker coming from Y/n.
"Uh, what?" I ask her slightly confused, I place my drink down turning to her,
"Outfits." Y/n answers for Natalie.
"Yeah! For Players' Ball?" Natalie asks me in a tone of slight surprise, I completely forgot about Players' Ball.
"Hmm. Okay, okay, let me think here..." I say as I face ahead, my face slightly furrowing and eyes narrow; I try think of something to come up with as Y/n simply stares at me with a smile on her face and Natalie's eyes were glancing from her phone and at me. "What about" I start placing my hand out, glancing at the two, "tragic pixie seductress?" I question with sarcasm causing Y/n to simply laugh and Natalie let out a fake giggle,
"Ha ha, very funny." Natalie exclaims taking a sip of her drink while I look ahead and grab my drink moving it toward my lips for another sip.
"Thank you." I grin out, I glance at Y/n to see her looking down as she seems a little out of it today, not really sure why or how, but I hope everything's alright. I glance back at Natalie and grin, "Think it's something." I say looking off into the distance with my eyes narrowed lowly as the sun was shining in my eyes, a smile plastering on my face. It wasn't until I notice Dodge walking toward where he works.
"So... u-uhm, how come Bishop couldn't make it?" Y/n asks as she looks at me and Natalie, we both turn to her and glance at each other then back at Y/n, "What?" She asks confused as she glances between us. She scoffs,
"Nothing." I mutter quietly taking a sip and leaning back slightly with a small grin on my face,
"Oh right! Yeah, I forgot, he's trying to change his 10 year plan for Heather to fall in love with him to 11. Here we go!" Y/n cheers sarcastically to which I punch her arm for as it was a really stupid comment.
"Yeah, nothing just apart from the fact that Heather and Bishop are totally in love yet they seem to love to tease us." Natalie exposes causing a roar of laughter from Y/n and a gasp from me, it was completely true but untrue! I won't admit it. "But I don't know, I think he's doing something." Natalie answers Y/n's question.
"We--" I pause and glance at the two as they were smiling while I was in complete disbelief, "I'm not--" I sigh trying to figure out my words, "Nothing's going on between me in, okay? W-We're like... he's like my brother!" I protest clicking my fingers while glancing at the two as they gave me the stares that said that I was lying to myself and making it too obvious that I was lying. I hate how they know me so well, I really fricken do.
"Oh? So, it's a no?" Natalie teases with a grin on her face, I shake my head.
"No-- I mean of course it's a no!" I dismiss to which Y/n laughs at, "Okay, okay, you two are just... mean, and rude." I state crossing my arm over my stomach before I take another sip of my slushee, "It's not what I meant!" I strongly push,
"Uh-huh?" Natalie and Y/n say in sync, I scoff.
"For real, okay?" I assure glancing between the two with a smile on my face, it was funny on how much they don't believe me but I really wish they'd shut up.
"Yeah, okay, miss tomato face." Y/n points out causing a roaring laugh from Natalie to which they high five at but I hit them both in the arms causing the two to let out groans in pain. "Fucking shit, dude!" Y/n groans out looking up as her jaw was quite well defined, how'd I not notice that before? "The hell was that for?" She asks turning to me, one eye closed as the sun was shining brightly down on us. I snap out of my thoughts and try not to look at her well-defined jawline but it's not like I couldn't, It simply seemed perfect.
"U-Uhm, I don't know. Shut up." I say to her, she huffs and rolls her eyes facing ahead with a disapproving nod; she grabs the cup and starts drinking staying quiet and rubbing where I hit, I feel kinda bad now but I'll apologise later, I get up.
"Where you going?" Natalie asks me looking up at me with a teasing smile, I look at her but once I glance at Y/n, she seems upset and quiet. I'll have to ask her later about it.
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I approach Bishop's house unconfidently as I was really nervous about admitting how I feel to him, I mean although it's something I feel like might happen... I don't want this to ruin things if we ever break up or something happens and one of cheats-- I really need to get out my own head.
I approach the door and hesitantly lift my arm up but quickly drop it, I let out a nervous sigh and run my hands through my hair, I release my hand away from my hair and shake my hands while letting out a shaky breath; I hesitantly lift my hands again for them to fall, I go to turn and glance back not seeing anyone so, I decide to do the logical thing and leave. I turn around and take a few steps till I hear the door open and Bishop comes out,
"Heather? What-what're you doing here?" He asks me confused as he closes the door and moves in front of me, I sway forward a little but once I saw that we were a little to close, I move back slightly letting out an uncomfortable giggle. "I-I didn't know you were coming." Bishop announces,
"Y-Yeah, I tried to phone you." I explain to him, he hums as he slowly nods his head.
"Yeah, my-my phone. It's dead. And I left the charger in my dad's car, so... y-yeah, if I did have one I would've charged it but like I said, left it in dad's car." Bishop nervously explains letting out a small chuckle of nervousness.
"Right..." I mumble quietly crossing my arms and swaying forward and backwards. I look at where my car is parked and then at Bishop. "Have..." I pause, "Have you seen my sweatshirt?" I ask him, he stares me down utterly confused.
"You're sweatshirt?" Bishop reiterates, I nod my head.
"Y-Yeah, like the grey-ish one?" I ask to which he scoffs out.
"Why--" He lets out another scoff, glancing inside then back at me, "You came all this way to see if your sweatshirt was here?" Bishop asks me in disbelief, I nod my head.
"Well like you said, you're phone's dead. You never answered, I had too know." I explain to him, he hums letting out a small 'ooh, gotcha'. It's quite for a few seconds untl he lets out an awkward laugh.
"How come your acting so weird?" He asks, I look up at him and was about to answer until I hear ringing from inside the house,
"I thought you said your phone was dead?" I ask letting out a small and nervous chuckle with my arms folded, he was about to answer until Leela comes out with his phone.
"Hey. Bishop, your phone." Leela says closing the door, she hands it over to him taking it in his hands while Leela stays close next to him, I glance at the two slightly hurt.
"U-Uh, uhm..." Bishop mutters softly,
"I didn't know you were coming." Leela announces pointing at me then moving her finger down giving me a small smile.
"Neither did I." He chuckles out nervously while declining the call and placing his phone in his back-pocket, I glance between the two realising that they were probably hooking up, I mean why else would she be over? School's done. Leela doesn't play Panic and Bishop only watches. "C-Could you give us a moment? Please?" Bishop asks turning to Leela, Leela nods her head.
"Yeah," She nods her head, "yeah, yeah of course." she agrees heading back inside and closing the door. I scoff and look down while swaying onto my heels, I move back and sway side to side while staring at the ground, Bishop turns to me once the door closes and I start to walk away.
"Heather..." He announces, "Heather, come on." Bishop says following after me, I stop and turn around.
"No, no, I came over and a stuttering mess when she's over... a-and with you..." I stutter out nervously as I didn't know what to make of this.
"Are you mad?" He asks me looking at me surprised.
"No, no, I'm not mad. I'm just--" I pause feeling tears build up in my eyes, it was as if my heart broke into a thousand pieces and it wasn't going to get better, "I thought we were best friends... and best friends don't keep things from one another. I thought you'd at least tell me that you were hooking up with Leela." I explain to him shaking my head slightly as my head seriously couldn't wrap around the fact that he hid this from me, I turn around and right as I was about to take a step after much more to the car and go; I hear Bishop speak up once again stopping me from that quick getaway.
"Come on, it's not what you think--"
"No, Bishop. What I think... is that it's awesome." I say looking away until my eyes slowly focus back on him.
"You're, you-you-you're not upset? Or angry--"
"No, I just--" I sigh removing my hands and placing them to my sides, I look at his house then at him, my eyes filling with more tears as I look at him dumbly, "I just don't know why you didn't want to tell me, or keep this from me and Nat. Like--" I let out a small and stressful sigh, "Like we're your best friends, what changed?" I ask him, he shakes his head taking a few steps.
"No, no, nothing changed--"
"Everything changed." I correct him letting out a nervous chuckle, "I mean it, everything changed!" I protest. I go to turn around but I hear him speak up again,
"I have something to say to you, too!" Bishop announces raising his voice slightly but in a soft and caring tone, I stop glancing at him then turning the left side of my body toward him, crossing my arms. "And-and I-I've wanted... to say it, I really have, for a while, but I'm..." His hands were out as if he was asking for a hug and forgiveness but I wasn't going to let him, they were slightly raised but not by a lot, "I-I'm scared of losing you as a friend." He scoffs out as he shakes his head, "It sounds dumb, yes, I know. But look, these-these past few months, I've... I've felt something... like a shift! A shift between me and-and you." Bishop explains as I feel my eyes wattering more, I sniffle slightly wiping my eyes not letting any of them as if each tear carried a different secret that needed to stay hidden. "A-And I don't-- I don't know if you felt like-like you" He says raising his hand at me then back at his side, "you might feel... i-it too." He stutters out, "S-See, the-the thing is..." He goes to continue on taking a step forward, I look at his step then back up at him, "we've been best friends... for quite a while and I--" I start shaking my head,
"I don't want to either," I randomly say cutting him off taking a small step backwards, I shrug lightly and clear my throat, "my god. Me neighter. Um..." I pause trying to process what was happening, was he just trying to confess something for me and did I just ruin it for myself? Possibly. "You and me, like that, that is... uhm, like... like you're my brother! You know?" I scoff out as I slightly nod my head, Bishop stares into my eyes, his head tilts slightly, "The thought of ever doing something more... r-relationship wise is kinda... t-traumatising... because of how much-- you know?" I say nodding my head, "like how close we are and how good of friends we are." I explain to him, he looks at me blinking more frequently for a second as he goes to speak but shuts his mouth; he looks down and nods his head, he eyes slowly darting to mines.
"So, we're on the same... page then?" He asks and I nod my head,
"Yep. I guess so." I agree.
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No One's POV:
Heather was lying down on Natalie's bed as she was tucked underneath the covers trying to hide herself from everyone; she didn't want to go home of course, she didn't want to go to Y/n's house as her dad might be there and he isn't exactly the most approachable to let her in as their not allowed to see each other because of how much shit they do whenever their with one another. And that only left Natalie's. She sure as hell wasn't going to anyone else's.
"Come on, hop on out of bed." Y/n tries to encourage while stuffing her face with Doritos. Natalie rolls her eyes and takes them away, "HEY--"
"Not now," Natalie says pointing at her, Y/n huffs and crossing her arms throwing a small fit as she was really enjoying the packet of Doritos that she was eating. "come on, Heather. Stop wallowing." Natalie expressed.
"I'm not wallowing." Heather dismissed as she removed the covers awya from her face,
"You're wallowing. Admit it." Natalie pushed, Y/n sat herself on the bed next to Heather,
"She'll never." Y/n whispered with a teasing grin on her face. Natalie turned to her and scoffed.
"Seriously, dude? Not helping."
"S-Sorry..." Y/n mumbled and looked down while letting Natalie deal with Heather, it was sort of Y/n's job. She was always the humour, mostly at the wrong times which would make Natalie; Heather or Bishop tell her that it wasn't the right time which would shut her up but in her mind, she couldn't help but overthink how useless she seemed to be toward the group, the main reason she was ever apart of the group was because when someone was bullying Heather, she managed to stop him and started making jokes about him that made the three roar with laughter and they started to drag Y/n along, it was how they became best friends.
"Come on, we can go to Players' Ball. Maybe that'll distract you." Natalie suggested to which Heather simply groaned at.
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They were at Players' Ball, Y/n was already there and Bishop wasn't going for whatever reason, who knew? Then Natalie was going with Dodge and she brought along Heather. The girls were all dolled up and dressed nicely then once they arrived, they walked around and observed the party as Dodge mostly stayed around and observed the people instead of actually trying to enjoy it.
Heather and Natalie were in the crowd; dancing, laughing, having fun. As typical teenagers do, a few drunk boys spraying alcohol everywhere making the dancing crowd get soaked with it. The smell lurking around with them for quite some time.
And Heather was completely wasted.
She was seated by the pool, a bottle of Vodka in her right hand, where she scanned around the pool to see Y/n. She grinned happily, got up slightly stumbling and made her way over.
"Hey." Heather announced herself, Y/n closed the book shut and looked up at her, she gave her a small smile.
"Hey, Heather. See your enjoying the party. You look... rather lovely..." Y/n complimented with a teasing grin on her face, Heather laughed at this and rolled her eyes, she sat herself down,
"I'm sitting down because if I stand up any longer, think I might pass out." Heather explained to Y/n to which she laughed at, "Don't laugh at me." Heather protested against, she nudged the girl and rolled her eyes, Y/n laughed at this.
"Mhmm-hmm, okay." Y/n hummed in response and nodded her head,
"What're you writing? Story ideas?" Heather asked, it was obvious that she was intrigued.
"Uh... yeah." Y/n scoffed out, "That obvious?" she asked her.
"Well from one fellow writer to another, yes." Heather answered.
"Ah, so you write stories too? I simply thought you just wrote every thought down." Y/n sarcastically announced, Heather scoffed.
"Shut up." Heather protested, the two continued to talk until Y/n decided that Heather was too wasted to stay at the party, so, they got into Y/n's car and she started driving Heather home. "How- how about 'An Example.' ?" Heather suggested as a title name for Y/n's idea.
"As mysterious as it sounds it very... broad... I'd need a word or multiple that doesn't make it so hard to guess what it means." Y/n suggested, "Like- Like 'Enemy Of Love'." Y/n suggested,
"THAT'S GOOD!" Heather shouted out, Y/n laughed.
"Yeah, okay..." Y/n sarcastically groaned out,
Heather enjoyed talking to Y/n, she felt like she really got to know a good bit about her, and although she was wasted/ heavily drunk. It seemed to stick her mind.
They arrived at Heather's house and Y/n turned to her,
"You need help getting to your room?" Y/n asked sarcastically with a grin glancing at her.
"Oh, very funny." Heather answered back in a fake deep voice and talking jokingly. The two turn to each other with big smiles on their faces, Y/n was leaned toward the middle part, Heather being the same, the two sat awkwardly until they both realised that they were leaning in, Y/n paused and opened Heather's door.
"I know for a fact that when we get into an argument or your mad at me and make me wanna feel bad; you can use this little moment, if we finished it off, as an excuse to be mad at me, so, nuh-uh. Go inside, sober up. I'll come check on you first thing in the morning, okay?" Y/n tells her in a caring and soft tone, Heather blushes and kisses her cheek.
"Bye nerd." Heather named, she got out, closed the door. Walked inside, went straight to her room and laid down; she sighed.
'I like Y/n, she seems so much fun to be around and a lot more energetic and talkative. But I still feel something for Bishop.' Heather thought to herself, she sighed, I have to many mixed feelings, I hate it so much...
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A/N: Sorry, I have a lot of assessments that I need to study for all by next week and I am exhausted, will still be posting daily just not as much as when I was off ill. Maybe at the weekend's i'll try to do as much as I can!