This is based on a true story.

My friend was ranting about this and i was laughing my ass off and now it's an imagine.

my friend doesn't have wattpad so ha.

and i have major writers block
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~ Day 1 ~

"Five?" I asked coming into his room.

"Wassup?" He says, not looking up.

"Wassup?" I say, starting to laugh.

He gives me a glare, making me laugh more. "What did you want?" He asks, a smile breaking through but turning around to hide it.

"I need help. With my math." I say sheepishly. "And since you're literally a math wizard, I was wondering if you could help me?" I ask, hugging his neck, making both of us blush at my bold action.

"I-uh yeah sure." He stutters, making me laugh more.

"Let me get my stuff."

~ Day 7 ~

I've been coming to Five for math help everyday for the past week, and He is just a cutie. I get so excited when I get a problem right and he smiles, showing his dimples.

"Five." I whine, flopping on his bed

"Wassup?" He jokes. He always says this now.

"I need math help. again." I say, rolling over on my face.

"It's good. I'm happy to help you." He says, and I'm glad my face is in his pillow.

~ Day 20 ~

I think I like Five.

Everyday, he helps, without a problem. I think it's sweet, and he's never nice. To anyone.

I don't want to tell him though. He is still super sarcastic most of the time, but that just makes him even more adorable.

~ Day 32 ~

Today's the day. I'm going to tell him. I'm going to tell Five Hargeeves that I like him.

I'm super nervous, but I shouldn't be, right?

"Five?" I ask timidly poking his head in his room

He rolls his eyes and sighs. "Oh geez what now." He mutters.

I am shocked. He never spoke to me like this. I stand tall and cross my arms. "What. I just wanted to talk. I wasn't even coming to you for help. But fine. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave you alone."

I slam his door and run to my room, the door closing just before the first anger filled scream escapes my mouth.

~ Day 43 ~
(This is where i'm changing her story, if my friend ever finds this.)

I sit in my room, my head in my hands as I stare at my math problems. I grunt in frustration and look at the clock. 5:30. I've been sitting here for the last hour and and half and Ive only done three problems (literally happened to me yesterday.)

I groan and slam my head on the table.

Without Five, I've been really struggling. Father gets mad at me for not trying in my studies, when I do, I just can't do math.

I hear a knock on the door and turn to see Five. I roll my eyes and lay my head back down. "Need a hand?" He asks quietly. I don't respond. I hear a sigh and then light footsteps coming over to me. "You just need to subtract the volume of the large box by the volume of the little box. I'm kind of hurt, I did reach out that." He chuckles.

I give him a cold glare, and continue to do my work.

"Y/n, you can't ignore me forever.."

And he's right, I can't. I just wished that pushing him away stopped my feelings.

"I..." I don't know what to say.

"Look... I'm sorry for snapping at you. I shouldn't have done that. I didn't know that you were going to be hurt. I was just having a rough day. I was sad, and you were the first to come into contact with me."

I look at him and he's looking down, playing with his hands. "I'm sorry too. I should not have reacted that way. It's just..." I sigh and shake my head.

"What?" He asks

"I missed you. That's all." A small smile appears on our faces and I keep my eyes on my paper.

"I missed you too." He whispers. I look at him and he looks at me. "Fuck it." He whispers, before leaning closer and stopping, right as my breath hitches. "Sorry. Is it ok if I uh-"

I cut him off by pushing my lips onto his. I cup his face lightly and his hand rests on the small of my back, pushing me closer to him.

I pull away, a small smile and blush on our faces and I peck his lips once more.

"Maybe all I needed to be happy was you." He says.

I laugh and blush, turning back to my work to distract myself. He scoots his chair closer and leans his head on my shoulder. "It's x + 7, not 7x." He whisper and sighs smack his head.

"Hey! I was only trying to help." He pouts.

Hey that turned out better than i expected. The first part actually happened to my friend and it was literally one of the funniest things i've heard all quarantine.

please request. i have such bad writers block.

bye loves