Reese Wilkerson <1>

You were the only girl who didn't see Reese as a complete idiot. Let's just say he was... he was very idiotic and a bully... but with you he was nicer, a little more... patient... he bothered you a bit too, but it was because he liked you. Reese was like an open book... it was obvious he bothered you because he liked you.

He always saw you as beautiful, so perfect, the complete opposite of him. He always wanted to be the center of your attention and in a way he succeeded, because there are always more idiots who make fun of girls like you... short, dark-haired, and a little chubby, but to Reese you were beautiful. Your defined curls, that gap between your front teeth, your long eyelashes and dark eyes like coal... melted Reese... and he didn't hesitate to defend you from idiots like that.

Today Reese told you that his father wouldn't let him watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre because it's a very violent movie, and he was sad because he heard people saying it was an incredible film, worthy of keeping you up all night... You, on the other hand, had already seen the movie and had it recorded on a DVD... You told Reese, but of course, his mother wouldn't let him go to a girl's house, so he tricked his mother by saying your brother is his friend... Great plan... Now that they were both sitting on your bed, watching the movie on TV, Reese initially tried to be strong so you would get scared and hug him, but it was the opposite; now he was hugging you from behind, hiding his face in your shoulder.

"...just to clarify...I'm not scared"

Reese murmured in a horrible attempt to maintain his pride, trying to lift his gaze from your shoulder, but the sound of the chainsaw on the screen startled him, causing him to tighten his embrace.

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