Y/N POV

I clung to my books as I left the school, I waked quickly and carefully avoided people until I was shoved, I sighed and began to gather my books.

"Hey loser, where you off to so fast?" One of my bullies said. I huffed and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear, "Just leave me alone, please.." I murmured.

I stood back up but held my books tighter, I stared at the group, waiting for a response.
"Pfft, you wanna talk it out? Yeah, no. That's not how it works, let's get physical." They smirked, I whimper and shudder down.

He pumped their fists together and the group began to close in on me, I felt tears threatening to spill.

~*Sm0l TimeSkip cuz this author ain't that evil.... yet*~

I heard a booming voice and the group backed away from me. I lay on the ground bleeding and whimpering, I didn't cry, but I was close to loosing consciousness.

"Y/n.. look at me, what happened?" I recognized the voice, my only real friend, Hercules Mulligan.

I winced as he touched my bruised cheek, "N-Nothing, I-I'll tel you about it when we're walking home." I said shakily, he nods faintly.

The group of bullies, happened to be all females, I don't know why they did what they did to me... but I don't like them.

They shot me jealous glared before the ''leader' piped up. "You should ditch her for me~" She purred, Hercules stood up, looming over the girl.

She giggled and placed her hand on his chest, leaning on him, sending me a dirty look. I sat up shakily, cradling myself.

Hercules grabbed her wrist tightly since she yelped from the sensation, he then shoved her away and helped me gather my books.

I stood up weakly, my legs shook, I held onto Hercules' shoulder as he helped me walk home. "Mind telling me what happened?" He says gently. (How is this not a Herc x Reader?)

"W-Well you see, I was just minding my own business and began to leave," I pause to catch a shaky breath. "I tried to avoid the fight, but they cornered me and began to beat me.." I whispered.

Hercules growled and his grip on the books tightened, I realized we were at his house, we'd come to a stop at his front door.

He knew my family abused me and my father raped me, and he knew that if I showed up already beaten, I'd be punished.

So majority of the time I was at Herc's, he sat me down on the couch and left to the kitchen. Moments later he as sitting beside me and handed me some water.

"You wanna go to the mall, blow off some steam?" He murmurs. I down the water, my throat was dry from all the screaming I'd done earlier, from when the bullies were beating me.

"I'd like that." I whispered and Hercules smiled and gave me a light hug, he stood up and checks his pockets for his wallet.

"Hercules, you don't need to pay for me, I've got money." That was probably a lie, but I don't want him wasting money on me.

He gave me a stern glare and I held my hands up in defeat. "Alright, fine." I huffed and he smiles. "Ready Freddy?" He stuck his tongue out. "Ready as I'll ever be." I grin and we left.

We got into Hercules' Mercedes Benz, it was black and the seats were a nice, beige leather. The car was rather comfy to sit in, he turns on the radio.

He pulled out of the driveway, driving down the street. I sang song softly to the different songs playing, I swayed my arms as I dance a bit.

Hercules slows the car down, gently pressing on the brakes. I look around and realized we're already in the Mall's parking lot.

He watched as a car pulled out, stealing their spot, he parked. He gets out of the Mercedes and walks around to my side, Herc smiled and opens my door for me.

I got out and ran into the Mall while Hercules races after me, desperately telling me to slow down. I laughed and slowed into a walking pace.

Hercules walks beside me as we entered Hot Topic, I was to busy chatting with him to notice a man in front of me.

By mistake I ran into the taller person, I shook my head and look up, I was now on my bum in the middle of a store.

Hercules smirks and the man helps me up, I took his hand and it felt like he yanked me up. "Sorry, I didn't see you there.." I apologized.

"No worries, it's not everyday I see a beautiful face likes yours, walk into here." The man grins, he wore a black shirt with the sleeves folded up to the elbows.

His hair was pulled into a bun and he had a thick French accent. A few stray curls of his hair hung in front of his face, he also had a neatly cut beard. He was quite handsome.

"Oh hey, Hercules." He smiled towards his direction while I stood there dumbfounded. "Wait.. you know each other?" I arched a brow.

"Yeah! Herc used to work here; oh, and by the way, my name is Lafayette." The Frenchman flashed me another toothy grin.

"Y/N." I smiled back. "I was just going on break, but I could help you look for something." He offers, I glanced back at Hercules who smirks.

Fuck, he knows I like him already... he's giving me that teasing stare. "She would love that." Hercules' smirk grew, I gulp nervously.

"Great, so what are you in the mood for today, Y/N?" Lafayette exclaims, clapping his hands together. "Hmm... got any 'Lilo & Stitch' clothing?" I murmured the question.

"Of course, c'mon to the back." He replied and turns around, passing the band t-shirts and Pop-Vinyls. I glance at Hercules and he does a shooing motion to me with his hands, I grit my teeth and follow Lafayette.

I found myself in the back, why were we back here? Shouldn't it be in the actual store, not the back of it. I rolled my eyes and continued forward until I found Lafayette.

"Here we are." He grins, his hand gestures to many, many clothes. Jackets, shorts, dresses, pants, hoodies, and more.

I stare in awe. "All the Stitch merch you could ask for." He smirks, setting his hands on his hips as he sighs happily, staring at your reaction.

A man with a Magenta tank top walks by, he had wild hair and black pants. His name tag, must've had his nickname, read: "Macaroni Fucker". I laughed slightly.

"What is a client doing back here, not that I'm complaining, but she shouldn't be." He says as he came to stop, eyeing me up and down.

"I brought her back here, zat is vy." Lafayette replied, glaring at Thomas. His accent made him sound so adorable, I blushed slightly.

"So you Macaroni Fucker, you can either help her with me, or be a douche." He spat, venom lacing his French accent.

Thomas' stern look turned into a smirk. "Gladly." He walks over to us and they started showing me different things I might like.

In the end I now had a new Stitch phone case, jacket and some leggings. I hummed as I'm walked back out by Thomas and Lafayette.

Lafayette heads to the other side of the counter and Thomas slips something into my hand, he joins him at the counter.

Thomas begins to help a man pay for his stuff so I waked over to Lafayette, I smiled and set my stuff on the smooth surface.

He begins to scan the tags, once he finishes he taps the register several times, then he turns and looks at me. "That'll be $34.24 please." He smiled. I nod and called Herc over, he wouldn't let me pay for the life of me, he slams the money down, taking Lafayette by surprise.

Lafayette then giggled and takes the money, he gave Herc the amount he over-paid for, back. Hercules gladly takes it and Lafayette grabs a bag.

He sets my stuff in the bag neatly and I went to take it, he swiftly slips something into it, I grin shortly and grabbed the bag. We walk out of Hot Topic and leave the Mall.

:-: :-:

We got into the car and I opened my hand, I saw Thomas' number on the white slip of paper. I then look in the bag and find A not from Lafayette:

Dear Y/N,

I enjoyed meeting and getting to know you. It'd be nice to see you again, have Hercules cal of text me if you want to hang out sometime soon. Or call or text me, yourself. Here's my number.
'000-000-0000'

- Laf

I chuckled deeply. "What's got you so happy?" Hercules asks, arching a brow, his focus on the road though. I sighed dreamily. "Lafayette and Thomas gave me their numbers.." I whispered.

Hercules gave me a high-five. "Nice. Thomas is a bit sassy, but if you get to know him, he's a great guy. Lafayette is sweet and caring, both are great options." Hercules comments.

I put their numbers in my phone and text both of them, just so they had my number.

"Hey Thomas, it's y/n, just textin' so you've got my number."

"Oh hey, Y/N! I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight, Laf, and Herc are invited."

"Sounds fun. I'll be there."

I look up from my phone and see we're at Herc's house. "Great, imma just drop my stuff off and then we can go to Thomas' place?" "Sounds good." He flashed me a grin.

I ran inside and tossed the bag onto the nearest object, happening to be the couch. I shrug and rush back out, sitting down and quickly buckling myself in.

:-: :-:

The car came to a slow stop in front of a large house, I glance at Hercules nervously. "It'll be fine. C'mon, they're waiting."

We got out and walked up to the door, I knocked a few times and Thomas answered. I heard a whine form someone behind him.

"Tommy, come watch a movie with meee..." they said, it was a male voice, and they exaggerated the 'e'.
Thomas groans and steps aside for us, Hercules steps in and approaches someone.

I grin and walk in, I glanced around and made my way to the couch. I felt more weight form beside me so I glanced over and saw Laf.

"Hey Laf!" I exclaimed, he chuckled and smiles. "Hello shortcake." He greets.

"I'm not short." I argued.

"Yes, you are."

"Nu-uh."

"Ya-huh."

"Nu-uh."

"Ya-huh."

I huffed and gave up, I leaned back into the couch. Lafayette grins and gently kissed my temple. He gets up and heads into the kitchen, leaving me a blushing mess.

"So, who made the first move~?" Hercules teases as he stood in front of me, arching a brow. "Lafayette..." I whispered.

"Yes! You owe me $20!" He shouts and turned to a freckled man, the man sighed and pulls out some cash and hands it to Hercules.

"You made a bet on my love life?" I scoffed. "Yup." "You're weird." I muttered. "Do you like him back-" "He doesn't like me." I interrupted Herc. "I see the way he looks at you, he does. He never looks at anyone like that, you're special, and he can see sit." Hercules stated.

"I only thought of Thomas as a friend though, besides I'm pretty sure he's gay." I gave a goofy grin. "How would you know?" Herc questions.

I point at Thomas whose sitting on a chair, making out with another man, I assume the one from before.

"Alright, you win." He puts his hands up in defeat. Lafayette came back a moment later, shouting something in French.

"Vous n'avez pas de putain de baguettes, qu'est-ce qui ne va pas avec vous?!" He screams, Thomas stopped what he was doing and looked terrified.

(Translation: You don't have any fucking baguettes, what's wrong with you?!)

I laughed at his reaction. Thomas got up, he must understand French, and ran. "Je vais te tuer!" Lafayette growled and darts after the southerner.

Moments later Thomas and Lafayette came back, Thomas had a bruise on his arm and not a scratch was on Lafayette, he looked proud too.