Demitras POV:
“Thanks for helping me out” Y/n said once we were out of Roger’s earshot. “I’m holding my end of the bargain, remember?” “Yeah”. We kept walking for a few minutes before I asked “Where are we going?” “Well we can go to the common room, but it’s probably crowded now or the art room, you decide.” “Why don’t we go to the art room?” “Fine by me, let’s go” the girl agreed before proceeding to drag me towards the art room that was on the third floor. She took out a small key and unlocked the door. “Wait, you have a key?” “Mrs Demarco gave it to me at the beginning of the year, in case I wanted to paint during free periods, haven’t used it much tho.” I hummed in acknowledgment as she opened the door to the room. “Ladies first.” she said, putting her hand out.
When we walked into the room, there were propped up easels all around and canvases neatly placed in a corner of the room. “How often do you come here?” “Not often, haven’t been here in a long time.” I looked around the room finding a good spot to place my little tripod. Might as well film some tiktoks while I have the chance. Y/n took a canvas from the corner with a paint palette and brushes and started painting.
I filmed a few and decided to rewatch them so I could decide which one to post. In the background of one of the videos, Y/n was painting in full view. I posted that one and captioned it picasso. Like anybody would know what I’m referred to. I walked over to her after posting the video to see what she’s doing since I was bored out of my mind. “What are you painting?” I asked standing behind her, trying to make out what any part of the picture would be. “I’ll probably just do some landscaping. I don’t know yet. Did you finish?” “Yeah, and I’m so bored right now.” she put her paint brush down, thinking for a second. “Why don’t you paint with me?” “Yeah, no thanks” painting is definitely not my thing. If you’ve ever seen my drawings, which I highly doubt, you would know that I suck at this type of stuff. “Come on, it’s fun.” “I don’t want to ruin it.” I told her, not being entirely a lie. “You won’t ruin it, come on, please” she said looking at me with her chestnut eyes, and I gave in.
“Fine, give me a brush” I said, she moved over so I could sit on the same chair as her and handed me a clean brush. “Paint whatever you would like.” I dipped the brush into the fresh wet paint and made some very interesting shapes, I guess.
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After about 45 minutes, our painting was done and I must admit, Y/n isn’t a bad person to be around. For once, I didn’t feel like I wanted to pull her vocal cords out. Am I starting to like her? No fucking way. “What do you think?” she asked, taking a step back to look at the painting from a new angle. “It’s not bad, are we done?” “Not yet, we have to do a finishing touch.” Y/n grabbed the paint palette that we just used before and turned the canvas around gently. “Pick any color you want and dip your finger in it” “Why?” I’m so confused right now. “We need to sign the canvas, it’s more fun this way.” I dipped my finger into the pink paint and she she dipped hers in purple. We pressed them next to eachother on the frame of the canvas. “There, now it’s done. We’ll just write our initials when the paint dries. Oh hold on, you have something on your nose.” Y/n said turning to me and smeared the purple paint that was on her finger on my nose. “Oh you didn’t” I can’t believe she did that. “You better run, because you’re fucking in for it now.” I dipped my whole hand into the palette and when she realized what I was about to do, she started running around the room. “Noo, I’m sorry” “I don’t care” I said as we were running around easels. I managed to smear paint on her before stopping to catch my breath. “I hate you so much right now.” “I hate you more.”
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My last period of the day just finished and it was finally time for me to go home. I packed my bag and went to Y/n’s class so I could wait for her. She walked out of class and saw me standing by the door. “Hey baby” she said while putting on a small smile and walking towards me to grab my hand. I took her hand in mine and we started walking towards the exit. “Are you ready to go home?” I asked, trying to sound like a good ‘girlfriend’.
We made our way towards my car. I walked over to her side and opened the door for her. “Thanks baby” “Anything for you love” I got in the car myself and pulled out of the school parking lot. “Don’t ever fucking call me that again” she spat at me, more annoyed for some reason than before. “Oh please, do you really think I like being around you and calling you stupid pet names.” she just stayed quiet and looked out the window. She really was angry and I don’t know why.
Most of the ride to her house was filled with awkward silence again. When we were close, I remembered that we were filming a video for YouTube tomorrow. “We’re filming a video tomorrow.” I broke the silence that was starting to suffocate me. “Why does that concern me?” she said, still looking out the window. “Well, Noah comes when we film to get a good laugh out of it. Plus if we’re cooking he gets to try it. It’s gonna be fun.” “Good to know” “So, you’re not coming?” “Tomorrow’s saturday, right?” “Yeah” “I’ll see what I can do.” she said, looking right at me before returning her gaze to the window.
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I pulled over next to her house so that she could get out. As she was about to open the door, I stopped her. “Could you give me your number, so we don’t have to text over Instagram?” she paused for a second. “Give me your phone” she said putting her hand out. I reached into my pocket and unlocked my phone before putting it on the palm of her hand. Y/n quickly added her number before giving the phone back to me. “Let me know if you’re coming tomorrow.” “Okay, bye” she said before closing the door and walked into her house, which was very beautiful by the way.
I made sure that she got into the house before driving off. When I got home, Sunday was on the couch in the living room. “I’m home.” I said as I closed the door and walked towards her. “Hey Mia.” Sunday said looking back and forth between me and the show she was watching. “Hey Kayleigha.” I sat down next to her on the couch. Sunday finally looked at me for more than a few seconds before her gaze went down to my outfit. “Wait, who’s hoodie is that?” Oh fuck, I totally forgot to give Y/n her hoodie back. “I’ll tell you everything.” “You better start, because I feel like I missed a couple chapters.”
A/N
Hello beautiful people!
I’m very sorry for not uploading yesterday, but I’ll try to write another chapter for you tonight. Btw, I have a hedgehog now. I didn’t even plan on getting one and I’m so unprepared.
Thank you so much for all your love on this story. I love each and every one of you. Stay hydrated and remember, you are beautiful and you are WORTH IT.
I’ll see you in the next chapter <3
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