Imagine #48: I love the way you Hate Me

It's been a week since the  new semester ended and so far it's been great. You're the next student council president, and of course, it has been rough, but you've made it through hard times. You've reformed some of the rules in there too since back then, this school was dominated by boys and the girl's are just forced to do what they want.

It wasn't that bad though, the boys in the school are just dorky ones that always picks on girls and sometimes acts like dogs when they see girls, but other than that you've seen their good side, they still care for the ladies somehow.

You're currently having a meeting inside the student council room and all of your members are guys and they are afraid of you. You've got that image now, the demon princess of the school since you're always up for punishment to those guys who wouldn't comply to the rules.

You're really not a bad person, you're just very dedicated to what you are doing and you've promised that you'll protect girls no matter what.

"Pres...these are the magazines that we've collected yesterday and today." Your vice-president said then gave you a whole box filled with magazines with nudes...

You smiled annoyingly, not letting yourself lose your temper.

"Just leave them there." You said calmly as you adjourn the meeting. "Thank you for your hard work." You said then smiled.

You really have two image in this school; the cute, charming, cheerful one and the scary demon one.

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You were always the last one to go out from the school since you had to make sure everyone is not around anymore to do some deviant behaviors while inside the vicinity.

You smiled as you made sure that no one's left in the building and you started to walk out of the school's garden. You were just minding your business, when suddenly, you heard something.

"I-I'm really sorry to bother you to come here...I just, I just want to tell you something." It was a voice of a female. You slowly made your way to see who's them and you sighed when you saw.

It was a freshman girl with him, that Patrick Stump. He was a senior high, just like you, and the guy is a cold heartless monster, he's always hurting girls emotionally. He doesn't show any kind of interest to anything and you've examined that for two years now. You wanted to interfere their conversation, but you thought that maybe the girl will misunderstood so you just let it be.

"I really like you, Patrick..." The girl confessed shyly and he was just staring at her...like nothing.

His greenish-grey eyes show no emotion and he was just coldly standing there.

"You're still young, just focus your feelings to other things. I know I won't like you back." He murmured which made your mouth drop.

Patrick started walking away, just like that. The girl was left in shock, but you decided not to bother her anymore, instead, you wanted to talk to him.

You followed Patrick, but the guy was fast, the moment you went outside the school grounds he was gone.

"Didn't know you have an interest with me, Pres." You suddenly heard when you turned to a corner. Patrick was there, leaning against a wall like he'd been really expecting you.

"Stump! I need to talk to you." You said bravely. You can't believe you're feeling nervous. Patrick is also known as the most dominant guy in the school, everyone is scared of him but at the same time, girls are over him too.

"We're already talking, pres." He said and you saw a smirk on his face. This was the first time ever you had a conversation with this guy, and this the first time you saw him act like this...he's finally showing some emotions.

"Stop it! Stop hurting girls like that. Are you just seeing it as a game? You're hurting them." You said with threat in your voice.

Patrick looked at you and smiled. He suddenly moved, getting closer and closer to you, but you remained your ground. You don't want him to know that you're scared of him. Patrick stopped the moment he was just an inch from you.

"Wouldn't I be hurting them too if I told them I like them back, when the truth is...I really don't? You should know that, pres. It's more acceptable to be frank, than give false hope." He explained and you somehow felt your cheeks blushed because he was talking in front of you, inch between your faces.

You finally stepped back and pushed him away gently.

"Still! You could have said those things nicely..." You pushed yourself to say. "You're really a troublesome guy." You sighed and started to walk past him and you heard him chuckle.

"Thank you for your hard work, pres." He said, teasing you.

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Finally, you're alone in the streets...you made sure no one you know is around before making a turn to a different street.

Today's your shift to work on this café and you know you can't let people in your school find out that you work here...it wasn't an ordinary café, it was a maid cafe. Waitress in this cafe need to dress like maids and treat their costumers as 'masters' and you know your reputation as a president will go hell down if someone found out about this...

You reached the cafe and you started to change your clothes. You honestly enjoy working here, most especially since your workmates are just plain sweet and amazing. The ambiance of the place is quite amazing too.

"You're really cute in your maid uniform, Y/N" the manager said to you and you just giggled at her. Your uniform wasn't too sexy...it was just like a black anc white cocktail balloon dress with an apron on it. It just looks good on you too.

You all went on and worked for the whole day, just enjoying like you always do. The bell by the door rang once more, meaning, another costumer had come inside. You were the one who came and greeted him.

"Welcome to Maid Latte, Mast---

You stopped...stopped the moment you saw who he was...He stared at you, a glimpse of shock was shown in his eyes that was all replaced by a smirk afterwards. It was Patrick, he knew you...he saw you on that dress and you immediately sweat like you're in hell.

"Why thank you...pres." He murmured as he walk right past you.

You were left there...you coudln't even move. You knew this guy, he'll spill everything sooner than you can beg for him not to...

You hurried to the kicthen and you noticed that you were intensely blushing. He saw you wearing that and smirked...that pervert guy, you thought. You asked your manager for a breakk which she gladly gave you.

Your fear is now eating you, you can't think of anything to do to stop him from saying this to anyone...but soon enough you just sighed, you know you can't do anything anymore.

The shift finally ended and you were the one who's supposed to take out the trash. You carried the plastic bag and headed outside through the back door. You're really tired today...most especially when you thought that Patrick knew your secret now.

"Hi there," someone suddenly grabbed you by your waist. He smelled like alcohol and you know you don't know who this guy is.

"Let go!" You said and you tackled him with your elbow, but it turns out there was three of them and soon, they are all holding you so you couldn't move.

"Your uniform is kinky as fuck...but it'll be more kinky if you're not wearing anything." He said and you did try to escape, but you cant.

"Land one finger on her and I'll make you all land in hell." You suddenly heard someone behind you. The guys suddenly became scared and let you go.

The guy who saved you pulled you and you leaned your head on his chest as you try to regain your composture.

The guy let you lean on a wall as he examined you...that's when you realized who he is.

"Are you okay, pres?" He asked...Patrick asked with worry in his voice. "You shouldn't go out wearing this kind if dress...its too much for a guy." He continued and you saw interest in his eyes.

You gently pushed him away again.

"What...what are you still doing here?! To mock me? Make sure it was me so you can reveal it to everyone?!" You suddenly lost it and he just remained standing there.

"To make sure you're okay...and to tell you that your secret is safe with me." He said which shocked you. Patrick leaned closer to you again then he trapped you with his arms in there so you couldn't move.

You face is almost burning now...this guy is indeed a charming beast.

"A-are you...s-serious..what's the catch to this?" You asked him and he smirked and chuckled.

"Nothing. I just want that. I just want that I should be the only one to know that our most feared president, can be a cute and sweet maid wearing a sexy uniform. I only want myself, no one else, to contemplate with that thought in my mind." He said and then winked at you and you almost thought that your face exploded from shyness.

"PERVERT!" you told him from being embarassed and Patrick just laughed.

He really is a troublesome guy.

{New mini series! Anyone of you familiar with the story? Comment below if you know! THANKS FOR READING AND I'M SORRY FOR TYPOS!}