Requested by flute_player_1, hope you like it! 😚💞

You were pulled out of your slumber to the sound of your phone ringing and woke up with a start when you realised you weren't in your bed. Instead, you'd fallen asleep as your desk, surrounded by textbooks, papers and pens.

"What?" You groggily answered your phone, the palm of your hand barely holding your head up.

"Are you not coming to school today?" It was Maya who had called you.

"What are you talking about? Of course I am."

"Well, you might wanna get here then; it's eight thirty." She said and you glanced at the alarm clock on your bedside table, realising she was right.

"Oh, crap, I overslept! Okay, alright, I'm on my way!" You suddenly panicked, hanging up and chucking your phone down. You ran around your room like a headless chicken, trying to get dressed as quickly as possible before going into the bathroom. As you reached the sink, you caught sight of your reflection in the mirror above it and saw just how bad you looked; huge dark bags settled underneath your eyes, making the rest of your face look worryingly pale and your hair was a knotty mess. I guess that's what no sleep does to you.

Why were you getting no sleep, you ask? School. You were desperate to get your grades up. Your grades were pretty good already, but you knew there was room for improvement. So, you were spending every waking hour (and the hours you were supposed to be sleeping) studying and doing extra homework and whatnot, and it was really starting to take it's toll on you. You never used to be this way, though, and the worst part was why you were suddenly so obsessed with school; because of a boy. Farkle Minkus, to be precise. One of your best friends and the smartest person you knew. You'd had a crush on him for ages and over the years you'd figured that he only liked smart girls, so that's what you were trying desperately to be. You were too blinded by your crush to see how ironically stupid you were being.

You sighed, looking away from the mirror and grabbing your toothbrush. You didn't have time to put any makeup so you'd just have to deal with the fact that you looked like death, and all you could do to fix your hair was brush it.

Eventually, you were ready. You still looked a mess but you didn't have time to care about that right now. You rushed to school and got there as fast as the bus would let you. You were almost thirty minutes late, but luckily you had Mr Matthews for your first class so you didn't get into too much trouble with him. However, you did get told off in pretty much every other class for falling asleep.

At lunch, you were at your locker when Farkle walked up to you.

"Hey, Y/N." He smiled at you, making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"Hey, Farkle." You smiled back, "What's up?"

"Nothing, I just came to see if you're okay; you look a little run down."

"I look awful, I think is what you mean." You chuckled.

"Not at all, you look beautiful." You don't think he realised what he said but it made you blush nonetheless, "You just look like you haven't been getting a whole lot of sleep."

"I'm fine, Farkle. I've just been focusing on my school work more recently and going to bed a little bit later because of it." That was kinda true...

"Just as long as you're not overworking yourself. I'd hate for it to effect your health."

"Look, I appreciate the concern, Farkle, but I know how to look after myself." As much as you liked him, you didn't want him to worry about you too much.

"I know that, I was just looking out for you." He said and that's when you decided enough was enough. You didn't know what came over you, maybe it was the lack of sleep making you crazy, but you decided to tell Farkle the truth.

"Do you wanna know why I've been pushing myself to get better grades, Farkle?" You asked and he shook his head, "Because of you." He looked very confused so you continued, "I like you, okay? I like you a lot, I have done for a while now and I thought the only way to get you to like me back was to be like all the smart girls that you only ever seem to be interested in. It sounds stupid now that I say it out loud but-"

Farkle shut you up in the last way you would've expected; he pushed you against the lockers and pressed his lips to yours. You immediately kissed back, smiling into it.

"I like you too, Y/N, I have done since the day we met. No, you're not Einstein, but you're sure as heck not stupid or dumb. And besides, I've never cared about how smart you are, I care about how kindhearted, passionate and caring you are. That's what I like about you." He said, his face no more than a few inches away from yours. You smiled and leaned in to kiss him again, this time more passionately. You couldn't be happier in that moment. (The last bit is so bad I'm so sorry I didn't know how to end it 😂)