#bruce walker

I am sharing this story to remind people that it is never is too late to say “I’m sorry,” and you never know when an act of humility might be rewarded. This might be the longest story I have ever told on the blog and I tell it just as much to remind me as I do to share it with others. As I have often noted, my blog is a look out my window. I foretold the story here, Coming Full Circle. This story…

Warnings : Alcohol, jealousy, bad English. Word count: 2601.

A/N: I’m sorry for being a terrible person and posting every 8656 years. Depression is a bitch, and it’s back. It’s tiring to always pretend that you’re happy so all I wanna do all day long is sleep, but I promise I’ll post more soon.

Also, My armour, my first Montgomery imagine got over 500 notes; thank you all so much!

You can read my first Monty imagine here, my Zach imagine here and my Justin imagines here and here.

The party was already in full swing when Montgomery walked in the Walker household. Intoxicated teenagers were dancing – or more like grinding – in the living room, others playing in the swimming pool or relaxing in the hot tub.

The brown-eyed boy walked up to his group of friends in the back of the garden, a few of them already drunk even though it was barely 10pm. He poured himself some vodka in an empty red cup and leaned against the little bar as he sipped on it. His eyes scanned the crowd that was forming outside as he wasn’t really interested in the conversation the other boys were having about the upcoming basketball game.

The party was supposed to be like any other – he was going to dance, play beer pong, flirt a bit with a few girls and get drunk, ending the night in one of the guest rooms upstairs alone or with a random girl, he didn’t really care. That is until he saw her walk in, and all his plans for the night have changed.

Y/N was the nicest and the most beautiful girl in Liberty High, at least according to him. The way her H/C hair waved as she walked past him, the way her eyes shined and her lips curved into a small smile as she greeted him in the hallway everyday made his heart melt and his breath hitch. He was head over heels for her, but of course he would never admit it. The only person aware of his feelings for the girl was Jeff, as he has caught his teammate staring at her more than once and confronted him about it.

Go for it, ask her out! He remembers his blue-eyed friend saying one day, to which Montgomery had rolled his eyes and scoffed, pretending not to know what or who the boy was talking about. And it has been going on for almost three months – three painfully long months if you ask Jeff. It was tiring and also worrying him that his friend was still in denial. He couldn’t blame him for acting this way though, as he knew that the boy has never felt something like this before.

Sure, Montgomery De la Cruz has had girlfriends – a countless amount of them. But he never felt anything more than lust or want towards them. They were all pretty girls who would have done anything to win the player’s heart, but not one succeeded. Instead, Y/N did. And she wasn’t even trying.

It was the way she seemed always happy and cheerful that made him fall for her. She was permanently smiling, and her bright smile was oh so contagious. Everyone at Liberty High adored her – the teachers, the students, from the shy Clay Jensen and Tyler Down to the jocks such as Justin Foley or even Bryce Walker. And she, in return, adored everyone.

But she was too good for him, and he knew it. She was kind and he was harsh, sometimes even cruel. She was friendly, always helping new pupils to get adapted to the new school; and he was cold towards new people, always picking up fights with newbies and weaker ones. She was a hopeless romantic – he had noticed it when she dated a guy for a few weeks a couple months ago, and he was a player.

And so that was the reason why he hasn’t made a move. Although Jeff has been pushing him to do so, Montgomery wasn’t ready to get rejected by the only girl he actually felt something for.

“Y/N is looking good tonight.” Zach said, earning a few hums of approval from his friends and bringing Monty back from his thoughts. He blinked a few times and nodded softly, his attention back to the girl. Heat rose to his cheeks as Y/N’s eyes met his. Noticing him starring, she waved at him and he gave her a small smile before lowering his gaze to the now empty cup he was holding.

She was stunning. Her light blue dress and nude sandals made her look so innocent, almost angelic. She had let her hair down, just like he preferred, and her make-up was really light – just some mascara and lip gloss, from what he could tell from this distance.

He looked up once again and couldn’t help the small smile and the warm feeling that developed in his chest as he saw her standing a few meters away from him, talking to Hannah. Both girls were grinning and giggling – he could hear them from where he was. The sound of her laugh was music to his ears.

The boy sighed loudly, turning around to pour himself another drink. He earned a few confused stares from his friends but decided to ignore them, forget everything and enjoy the party.

Minutes passed, drinks were drunk and he could feel the alcohol pump in his veins. He wasn’t drunk, far from it actually, but definitely tipsy. He was still at the bar, sitting on a high stool with Zach to his left and a very wasted and almost passed-out Marcus to his right when a wave of braveness, most likely caused by the alcohol, took over him. He was going to talk to Y/N. Not ask her out, at least not yet, but just make small talk and see how things go.

He turned around on the stool to face the crowd, careful not to fall as his vision blurred for a second. Regaining his composure, he let his eyes run over the dancing bodies, a big smile plastered to his face. It only took him a few seconds to find her, and what he saw made his smile vanish and his brows furrow.

Y/N was there, in the middle of the dancing couples, her arms thrown lazily around Jeff’s neck as his hands rested gently on her hips. Monty’s fists clenched and his pupils dilated with anger, a strange feeling creeping on his heart making his chest feel heavy. It was something he had never felt before. Was it jealousy? It couldn’t be, Montgomery has never ever felt jealous before – if something, people were always jealous of him.

He could see them smiling and whispering things to each other, and it made him sick to the stomach. He felt furious, disappointed, betrayed. How could Jeff do this? Yes, Monty has always denied having feelings for the H/C haired girl. But he knew Jeff wasn’t buying any of his lies, they have known each other for so long they both knew when the other one was lying. The blue-eyed boy was even the one always pushing him to make a move, and now here we was, taking his chance the night Montgomery was finally going to try.

Getting off the stool, the boy stormed past the dancing crowd and towards the house, his fists and jaw clenched. Taking a last look back, his eyes met Y/N’s E/C ones for a second before he entered the residence, slamming the door behind him and leaving her utterly confused.

“What’s wrong with Monty?” She shouted over the music, her worried eyes lingering on the closed door. The question caught Jeff off guard, as he wasn’t really paying attention to his teammate that night. He had a mission at hand, after all.

“What? I don’t know.” The boy brushed her off, focusing back on his goal. “Can you still see them? How are things going?” Y/N’s eyes wandered around the garden in search of her friend, Hannah, and Clay. She nodded slowly once she found them, smiles plastered to their faces as they swung their bodies to the beat.

When Hannah Baker arrived at Liberty High, Y/N was over-excited. She couldn’t wait to show the new student around the school, and around the town. And as everyone else, Hannah grew fond of the H/C haired girl. She even considered her a friend.

Y/N being her very observant and romantic self quickly noticed that her new friend had the hots for the reserved and calm boy – Clay Jensen. And she made it her personal mission to set them up.

“Yeah, they’re near the hot tub, still dancing.” The girl informed him before pulling away from the boy, making him look at her with a raised brow.

Y/N and Jeff weren’t exactly friends until this year. They shared a few classes, but never really met outside of school and parties. That is until she learnt that Clay was tutoring him, and a plan formed in her head. She had met Jeff at his locker one day, and asked him to help her out, which he gladly accepted. Every time they met now was to discuss the, as they called it, ‘Mission: Clannah’.

“I, uh. I need a drink. I’ll be right back.” She quickly squeezed her way through the sweaty bodies, taking a big breath once she was out of the crowd.

She couldn’t help but worry. Montgomery looked furious. And what concerned her even more was the fact that it was her he was looking at before slamming that door, his eyes filled with anger but also something else that looked like hurt, as if it was her who has made him mad.

Truth is, Y/N has always had a crush on the baseball player. Ever since she met him in junior year at the cafeteria when she accidentally spilled water on him. She smiled at the memory as she walked towards the door, ready to find him.

The girl didn’t really know what it was in him that attracted her. Was it his bad boy attitude? His Colgate smile? Or maybe even his arrogance? She didn’t know, but she couldn’t help but to fall for him. Slowly but surely. Needless to say that all of her friends disapproved. They all warned her, sometimes even making up stories to discourage her. He’s an ass, Y/N. Forget him. They would say, but it only made her want to know him even more.

She was sure he wasn’t as bad as everyone said he was. There’s good in everyone. She would always reply, earning scoffs, eye-rolls and sighs from her friends.

Every time she saw him with another girl, her heart would ache, but she would still keep her happy façade. She couldn’t be mad at him after all, he had no idea of her feelings. But months passed and the girl couldn’t bring herself to act upon them. He would never go for a girl like me. She kept repeating herself.

The girls surrounding him were always the same type – pretty and confident, they knew what they wanted and how to get it. She just couldn’t picture him being interested by someone like her. Y/N was a good girl, and he was Liberty High’s bad boy. She was calm and he was rough. She was the sun and he was the moon.

The living room of the Walker house wasn’t as crowded as the garden. Only a few people were sitting on the couches, talking and laughing while playing a drinking game Y/N did not know. She wasn’t a big drinker, after all.

It took her only a couple of minutes to find the brunette sitting on the stairs, his head hanging low and an empty bottle of beer resting in his hand. He was breathing slowly, his shoulders moving up and down with each inhale and exhale of air. He looked calm, so calm she thought he might be asleep and she was ready to leave him be, until he moved to put the bottle down next to him. He still hasn’t seen her though, so she cleared her throat finally catching his attention.

“Y/N?” His voice was soft and quiet as he whispered her name, his eyes wide as he wasn’t expecting her to be here. He looked so lost, for a minute she wondered if he wasn’t completely hammered. But then he blinked a few times and shook his head as if to bring himself back from his thoughts to the real world. He kept on starring up at her, making her shift uncomfortably.

“Uh, are you okay? I was dancing with Jeff and saw you leave…” She asked unsure, looking down and playing with her fingers to distract herself from his beautiful brown eyes. His jaw clenched at the mention of Jeff, but it went unnoticed by the girl.

“I’m fine.” He answered shortly. Silence took over them, none of them knowing what to say. This was probably the longest conversation they’ve had had so far, except for school projects. And it was going terribly wrong. “You can go back to Jeff. I’m okay.” He spat after a while, making Y/N frown.

“Are you su-” Worry filled her voice and she tried to put a hand on his shoulder, only for him to look up at her which made her stop right away.

“I said I’m fine, Y/N!” He exclaimed, louder than he intended to. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, slowly breathing in and out to calm himself down. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright, I’m gonna go I didn’-” She was already turning on her heel, ready to leave the house and then the party but Monty cut her off once again, totally ignoring her.

“I just, I can’t believe him.” The brunette let out a humourless laugh. “He knows how I feel about you yet he’s throwing himself at you.” He continued, his eyes focused on everything but the girl.

Y/N stood there motionless, her brain still processing what she had just heard. Did Montgomery De la Cruz, Liberty High’s biggest bad boy just confessed his feelings to her?

“You like me?” She asked, her voice shaky and unsure. “Me?” She repeated. Monty’s eyes finally met hers, he nodded slowly.

“Of course I do. You’re the most amazing girl in this goddamn town.” He said, keeping eye contact. Y/N could feel her heart melt and her cheeks turn a crimson red colour. She knew he was sincere, she saw it in his deep brown eyes.

“Why haven’t you told me?” She crouched down in front of him, taking his hands in hers, squeezing them gently.

“Because you’re way too good for me.” Monty looked down at their hands, intertwining their fingers together. “You’d never date me.” He whispered.

He looked so vulnerable at that moment – she had never seen him like this, she doubted anyone ever has. She smiled at him even though he wasn’t looking at her.

“Pick me up tomorrow at seven?” She finally asked after a few minutes. Montgomery’s head shot up, his eyes wide and his lips parted. Oh, how she wanted to kiss him right there, right then. But she bit on her bottom lip instead, forcing herself to focus. She looked at him expectantly as he searched for the right thing to say.

“I- uh, Are you-, I mean. Sure. Tomorrow at seven.” He stuttered, quickly nodding.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, then” Getting up, Y/N laughed quietly at his shocked expression. Who would have thought that Y/N, the quiet good girl could leave Montgomery, the famous bad boy speechless? She turned around, slowly walking towards the door ready to head home for a good night of sleep before their date. “Oh and by the way,” She called catching his attention. “Jealousy isn’t a good colour on you.” She added with a smile before walking out leaving a smiling Monty behind. The boy laughed quietly to himself and rubbed at his tired eyes, shaking his head. He couldn’t wait.

I’m sorry the ending sucked

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Chapters: 1/1 Characters: Batman, Bruce Wayne, Joker (DCU), James Gordon, Commissioner Gordon, Jim Gordon, Alfred Pennyworth Additional Tags: Fluff, Batjokes, Evaluation, petnames, Handcuffs, Sounds sneaky but no, Just fluff for all of us, For my floors with water damage, seriously my water pipes just broke, shit shit shit, but btw I love Jim Summary:

Bruce is cradling his head in his lap. Joker is sleeping. Bruce listens absentmindedly to his quiet murmurs of vengeance and blue ice creams with sprinkles. Every once in a while the clown tugs at his hands and metal clinks together to create a pitiful, clear sound that rings in Bruce's ears for longer than it should.

Bruce Walker. Déshabillé