In case you forgot what happened last time: Will is going on a date with Stacy, the resident mean girl in your life. You "used to" have a crush on him and he found out. Shit happened but now you have to help him prepare for the date.

Once I was at his house, Will and I were hanging out in his room. I was mostly just reading a book while paying vague attention to Will with his DnD toys. Of course, I wanted to join him, but there was still a certain awkward air. Or was that just in my head? No, it's gotta be affecting him too, right? He's stolen like ten glances at me and not said anything. TEN!

So finally, he finishes playing when the phone rings in the other room, and Joyce calls out, "Will, it's for you! It's a girl.."

We both look at each other and mouth 'stacy'. As soon as he leaves to answer her call -and I'm gonna be honest, that boy scrambled to his feet and ran faster than I've ever seen him run- I'm scowling and pull my knees up to my chest.

Joyce enters the room, and sees me. I'm not crying- but I'm close to it. To be honest, she probably knows. I'm so close to crying that my eyes are already filled up with tears. As usual, I open my eyes wider, try to dry them out, and blink while rubbing my eyes as if I'm sleepy. Works every time.

Or so I thought. Joyce takes one look at me, sits down beside me, and immediately starts asking questions, "Who is that girl?" "Why is Will so excited about her?" "What did he do to make you cry?" "Do I need to give him a talk about something?"

I will the tears to disappear and shake my head, "Will didn't do anything, I'm fine, I've just got something in my eye. Ugh, it's burning my eyes a lot!" I make a big show of blinking and rubbing my eyes. There's a reason I'm in the drama club.

"Are you sure?" I nod, faking a smile. At that moment, Will walks in, smiling like an idiot, ready to tell me all about her call when he sees Joyce, and half smiles, "Uh, mom, the call's over. I think you better hurry though, dinner might burn."

At that obvious signal, Joyce got up, squeezed my shoulder, and walked over to Will, whispering something which made him blush and shake his head vigourosly. He started sputtering for a second before closing the door, walking over and sitting down next to me.

His arm slightly brushed against him as he sat down. I felt slight tingles, but I shook the thought out of my head immediately. No, shut up Y/n you're supposed to be getting over him already! He looked at me strangely as I blinked and shook my head.

"Are you... Having a conversation with yourself... In your head?" He asked, slightly laughing. I smiled, "It's nothing. So, about your training...."

(Skip to a training montage)

Will looking for clothes in his closet as Y/n shakes her head each time he holds out an outfit. Finally they pick on one outfit...

Will and Y/n brainstorming ideas for what food to eat during the date, along with where to go. Sometimes Will pitches an idea and Y/n shakes her head, and sometimes Y/n pitches an idea and Will rejects it. In the end they choose a fancy dinner set up in the local park because Stacy's that kinda person...

Will and Y/n hanging out at school along with Mike, Lucas, Max and Dustin. Stacy getting jealous and pulling Will away from his friends...

Will and Y/n walking together in the hallways and Will pushing Y/n away and running over to Stacy every time he sees her..........

Will and Y/n sitting in front of each other in a fancy-looking dinner table setup while doing pretend dates as Y/n teaches Will about table etiquette. They're laughing around a lot and just having fun together. They could've sworn it felt like a real date, only neither of them would admit it...

(End montage)

Today's the day.

I'm packing up my stuff in Will's house as I get ready to go back to my own home. I see Will next to the door, smiling at me. I get up and smile back, "what? Are you gonna miss me?" I said jokingly. He widened his eyes and shook his head vigourosly, "NO! I mean... Why would I miss you haha.." I fake gasp, "Do I mean so little to you? How rude. I trusted you!" He grins, and I burst out laughing. He hugs me.

Wait, what?

OH SHIT HE'S HUGGING ME WHAT DO I DO, WHAT DO I DO?!

My whole body freezes up but I quickly hug back, knowing it's just a friendly hug.. And that's all it'll ever be.

I pull away from the hug, as painful as it is, and wink at him,"let me know how the date goes, ok?"

I turn away and sigh quietly, closing my eyes not to let anyone see the slight glazing in them (great now I'm thinking of donuts).

I walked out of his house and saw Stacy coming down the street.... Heading towards Will's house. I immediately run and duck behind the corner as I see her approach his front door. Her knuckles did an evil little knock before the door opened, not knowing it was letting in that demon.

I saw Will come out, and hug her tighter than he hugged me. Unable to bear the sight, I closed my eyes and ducked further behind the house, cold tears rolling down my cheeks, slowly giving me chills down my face.

My eyes traveled back to the 'happy couple' and I saw them lean in. I could almost feel my heart shattering into a thousand pieces, and being stabbed in that moment would probably have hurt less. Unable to handle it anymore, I ran back to my bike, going as fast as I could. My legs felt like needles but I didn't stop. I willed the tears to stop, I wished for the pain to stop, and I didn't look back, knowing they were probably so engrossed in their kissing to notice my depart. I sighed for about the tenth time that day as I thought of how I'd face him the next day at the Christmas party.

The next day at le party

I can do this. I can do this. I can do this..... I can't do this.

How am I supposed to face Will now? Especially with him having Stacy on his arm, since I'm so sure he'll bring that crush-stealing, backstabbing, self-obsessed hag to the party. I closed my eyes and lied back down on my bed, wanting to rest before meeting the humans. Especially Will.

Apparently I can't get a moment of peace, since it wasn't seconds later that the dreaded doorbell rang and my mom knocked on my door, telling me to come out and meet the guests. Why me?

I crossed my fingers, hoping it wasn't Will, and opened my door to find.... Mike? I blinked twice, but it was still Mike.

"..hey..how are you?" Mike quietly muttered. I squinted, Mike never talked much to me and for him this much talking must've been painful. "What do you want, Mike? Did Will send you or something?" Mike nodded, and I tried not to show my surprise. Of course, me being me, it still showed. He spoke again and if I hadn't seen his lips move, I wouldn't have believed it, "He broke up with Stacy."

I almost smiled, but then I frowned, "Why?"

He opened his mouth as if to respond, and I could see him leaning slightly closer like it's a secret, so I leaned closer too, but then he suddenly glanced to his side and jumped far, far away from me. I looked in the direction he was looking to see the bowl cut boy himself (Willard By-the-ways).

I wasn't surprised to see him there, he was supposed to be at the party and when he was at my house, he usually came up to my room, but I was surprised about his expression... Was he angry? His nose, and cheeks were both a little red, his eyebrows seemed to be knotted together, and the sparkle in his eye was replaced by a fire. His fists were clenched so hard it seemed like his nails dug into his palms, and he seemed to suddenly be looking at me.

I'd never seen him this angry before, and when he was angry, it was never at me. What is happening?

His eyes shifted from me to Mike, and I almost let out a breath as I wasn't the object of his anger anymore. While his attention seemed to be on giving Mike a death stare for whatever he's angry about, I approached him and he didn't notice until my fingers slowly nudged his arm. He immediately looked at me and deflated, and looked at my arm, which had rested where his muscles were supposed to be, and I saw the tip of his ears turn a little red.

"Will, what's wrong?" I whispered gently, confused and not allowing myself to hope it was what I thought. I looked at Mike, signaling for him to escape, I'll deal with this. He seemed to understand and retreated quietly, looking at us one last time. Will looked at me, then down to his feet and stuttered a little before he spoke out, "Were you seriously going to kiss Mike?" I eyes him a little as I closed the door and dragged my feet across the floor and eventually sat down. "Were you seriously going to kiss Stacy?"

He scoffed at her name and I narrowed my eyes; why wasn't he perking up his ears like a pet like he usually did?

I sat there in silence as I watched him take slow, hesitant steps towards my bed, as he eventually put his weight down on the bed beside me.

I waited a few moments. Each second felt like a lifetime, and I had no idea what to say. My eyes couldn't stop themselves from traveling to him, and I wondered whether to just stay there beside him doing nothing or go join the party.

Eventually, I decided to go, as he wasn't giving me any signs that he wanted me to stay. I glanced at him one last time, and got up, walking away, when I suddenly felt his fingers touch my shoulder, not quite stopping me or even holding me, but a surprising contact that was enough to make me stay.

He got up, and I looked up into his eyes with a slightly raised eyebrow. "Well, did you kiss her or not?"

He didn't answer my question. Instead, he held my hand and pulled me closer to him, and as my anticipation built, so did my confusion. He brushed his lips against mine, as if asking for permission, and I had no intention not to give it to him. I leaned closer and our lips connected. The butterflies in my stomach, which were omnipresent when it came to him, seemed to be screaming their hearts out and soaring everywhere. My hands had a sudden urge to go up and feel his hair, and I reached up to take the brown silk in between my fingers, pressing him closer to me. Will leaned away a little and whispered, "That was my first kiss. Does that answer your question?"

~Epilogue~

Will and I sat on the floor, all of our friends surrounding us. We were three rounds deep in our game of Truth or Dare and it was Dustin's turn. He looked at Will and smiled, "Will, truth or dare?" I stifled a laugh, knowing Will would never pick dare. Everyone knew that.

Will picked truth,and Dustin smirked. Wait, what? "Why did you break up with Stacy before you even had your first date?"

I smiled, curious about this too, and Will seemed to start blushing, and whispered something under his breath. I looked at him just as he looked at me, and I nodded for him to say it. He seemed to gain some confidence, and spoke, "She was insulting y/n. When y/n left my house, Stacy and I saw her, and Stacy kept talking about how she was a stalker and how she was a weirdo. I didn't like that, but I kept quiet, and then she had to go to the length of saying y/n didn't deserve to be my friend, and that she was glad y/n wasn't dating me, that's when I realized, I wasn't glad. All I wanted was to run after her. So I broke up with Stacy on the spot and decided to confront my feeling, and," he put an arm around me, pulling me closer to him, "I'm glad I did." I smiled at him, and he reached down to press his lips to mine. It felt so much more intense, and I could taste the love in his body radiating off of him on my lips. I had to close my eyes to be able to handle it and we didn't stop kissing until we heard coughs around us.

"Get a room, lovebirds."

"This is a room, Lucas."

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Hello my beautiful readers, it's your never-updating author. So I'm just telling you guys, I've been having a lot of school work and other stuff going on in my life, especially with me joining BOTH the student council AND the news editorial team, along with a lot of academic stress and problems with my crush and friendships, so I'm sorry I don't update. I swear I'll try harder, but I hope that doesn't discourage you from reading my books.

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