’i want to be your first.’

xander looks at you with admiration while you raise an eyebrow.

’my first what?’

he smiles, ‘your first everything.’

xander smith used to be your best friend. until he out of nowhere totally ghosted you.

he moved on, found a group of douche friends, and didn’t talk to you.

why? you were never sure. he never said anything to you. unless he was making your life hell.

always pushing you, throwing snide comments in the hallways, and making terrible rumors about you.

even after you had a glow up in your junior year— it honestly got worse. he couldn’t stand you.

but the only difference now? you didn’t let him get to you.

well, for the most part you didn’t.

it’s Friday night, and you’re at a stupid party that grant collins, his best friend, threw.

you didn’t even like parties, why you were there? you didn’t even know.

Meghan, grant’s girlfriend invited you in the first place, but you didn’t want to go.

i guess maybe you wanted to prove to xander that you didn’t need him.

you walked through the party and found the drink table to grab one, before heading out into the main area. once you got there— you totally wished you wouldn’t have come. people were everywhere and you barley knew any of them.

and then- you ran into someone. well— multiple people.

you looked up just to see the colossals. of course you did. just want you needed.

Grant was on one side, william on the other, and ryhs and… xander were in the middle.

you really only looked at him though, even if you hated yourself for it.

xander was clearly intoxicated- but he looked down at you with that dark smirk.

“who the fuck invited you?”