Gakuen!FranceXReader-Stupid Frenchy... Part 5

Gakuen!FranceXReader-Stupid Frenchy...

Part 5

Your fist made contact to a face and as you opened your eyes, you saw that you had hit Gilbert who was behind Antonio that ducked for your attack. Gilbert fell back on the ground, twitching.

"You got to stop doing that Antonio." You glared at him as he stood back up with a sunny smile.

"Why would I do that?" He questioned. "It's fun to see you punch the lights out of Gilbert!" Both of you looked back at the German, who calls himself Prussian, man on the ground. His nose was bleeding, so you probably punched him square in the face.

"Still, shouldn't you, being his friend and everything, worry about the safety of his face? I could be breaking his skull."

"Ah, I guess." Antonio said, rubbing his neck. He turned around and stood over his albino friend. "Oi, mi amigo Gilbert!" He said, bending down to Gilbert's face and tapping the side of his face slightly. After a short while of that, Antonio just slapped the living crap out of Gilbert's face.

"OW! VHAT ZE HELL!?" Gilbert shouted at his Spaniard friend, tears forming a bit at the sides of his eyes. Then they started to yell at each other and Gilbert grabbed Antonio by the collar and threw him over so he was sitting on top of him. That soon turned into a little fight.

You sighed. "Idiots."

"(Name), why did you cut your hair?" You looked over to Francis who wasn't paying any attention to his idiotic friends and was staring at you.

You turned your head as your eye brows collected. "Your stupid, rabid fan girls cut my hair. Not me."

"They did?" You nodded. "Ah, you asked them to so you can look good for our date, right?"

"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" You shouted as you uppercutted Francis.

"Date?" You friends raised an eye brow at you.

You looked at them. "It's not what you think. The date's like a return gift for him finding my wallet."

"Oh." They said. You turned back to Francis who was rubbing his jaw in pain.

"Besides, my hair was forcibly cut." You turned your head as you placed a hand on your hip. "I never wanted my hair to be short. I look bad with short hair." You rubbed the ends of your side bangs between your index and thumb.

"But (Name), mon cher," Francis got up and placed a hand on your shoulder. "I think short hair on you makes you look cute~!" He gave you a wink. You rolled your eyes and then the next part surprised you.

Francis kissed you on the forehead. Your face quickly flushed with red and you punched him! He flew back, landing on the ground next to his two fighting friends that had stopped to look at him. He was knocked out with a bit of smoke coming off his face. You huffed and headed inside the school with your friends following behind.

"Uh...what was that kiss for? Stupid Frenchy..." You mumbled under your breath. Your friends looked at each other from the corners of their eyes.

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You were heading down the stairs, trying to get to your next class until you spotted Iris and her little followers waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs. You glared at them.

"What do you want this time Iris?" You hissed. She folded her arms as she took a step towards you.

"I saw what Francis gave you this morning." She growled.

"Yeah, so?" You tilted your head a bit. Her eyes closed as she scowled and then she grabbed your hair!

"I'M SICK AND TIRED OF FRANCIS GIVING YOU SO MUCH DAMN ATTENTION! I DON'T NEED A FREAKING PLAIN GIRL LIKE YOU TO STEAL MY FRANCIS AWAY FROM ME!!" She shouted, gripping tightly.

You clamped your hands around her wrist, trying to make her let go as you winced in pain. Now you knew why the girls from the movies always go for the hair, it was like a weak spot. You then threw punches, hoping that it'll hit her. But she managed to dodge them from the view of her feet you were given.

"YOU'RE AN ANNOYING LITTLE BITCH! EVERY TIME WE BRING YOU DOWN, YOU DON'T STAY DOWN! AND YOU GET FRANCIS TO CARE ABOUT YOU IN THE PROCESS!" Iris then started to pull you along with her. "WELL MAYBE THIS TIME, YOU'LL STAY DOWN!!" With a single movement, she shoved you away from her. You tried to step back to catch yourself, but there was nothing there to help. You saw yourself falling backwards.

Down the tops of the next sets of stairs.

You crashed to the bottom, every part of your body throbbing. You wondered if the fall had made you break any bones. Everything started to become fuzzy and dark.

"Bitch..." You breathed, trying to look up at Iris as she stood at the top with a smirk on her face.

"(Name)...!" Was all you heard before knocking out.

~~~

Francis was humming to himself as he headed up to his next class. As he walked up the stairs, he heard something slam to the floor just a little up a head. He wondered what that was and quickened his pace up the stairs to only see you on the floor, slightly bleeding.

"(Name)!" He yelled, quickly going to you.

"F-Francis!" He heard a girl scream. He looked up the stairs and saw a shocked Iris. "Iris...You did zis didn't you?"

"F-Francis, it's not what it looks like!" She took a step down the stairs before he held up a hand.

"Zat is enough! I already told you to leave (Name) alone!" He said, almost shouting. Then he picked you up bridal style, taking a moment to look at your painful expression before glaring up at Iris. "If you bully her ever again," He walked up the stairs towards them, Iris taking a scared step back as her friends pressed themselves against the wall. "I will never forgive you for it." He looked down at her before brushing passed her and her friends and headed to the nurse's office.

He looked sorrowfully at you as he walked. "I'm sorry, (Name). I'm so sorry..." He said.

You squirmed a bit in his arms and mumbled, "Warm..." before you cuddled closely to his chest. He smiled slightly.

When he reached the nurse's office, he saw that the nurse wasn't there and decided to take care of your injuries himself. He cleaned up all your cuts and placed band aids on them, bandages if they were a little more serious, and sat beside you as you laid on the bed. He sighed as he started to play with your hair, his cheek on the palm of his hand and his elbow on the bed.

"The short hair does make you look cute (Name)." He thought to himself. His eyes narrowed as what happened earlier came into his head. His hand slid down from your hair to your cheek. "I'll protect you. I promise."

He rubbed your cheek slightly with his thumb. A tear then suddenly spilled out of your eye and then your hand moved up and laid on top of Francis's. His eyes widened slightly.

"Don't...Don't leave me..." You said. Francis's eyes shifted from your hand to your face as more tears spilled. You were crying and talking in your sleep. "Please..."

Francis's lips formed into a soft smile. "I won't mon cher, I won't." He said gently to you and then you curled your fingers around his hand, grabbing it. He kissed you on the forehead and was about to get up and grab some tissues for your tears when he realized something.

You had an extremely strong grip on his hand.

" 'Ow could she be this strong when she's a sleep?!" Francis thought as he tried to make you let go of his hand to no avail. Suddenly, you gripped tighter on his hand and that actually started to hurt him. He covered his mouth with his free hand so that he wouldn't be screaming like a girl.

~~~

You were comfortably warm when you were sleeping. You nuzzled yourself closer to the warm heat source that was close to you. You liked breathing in the nice scent of roses.

Wait. Roses? Your bed never smelled of roses.

You opened your eyes and blinked a few times before seeing a chest. You then realized an arm was over you too and that you had actually been cuddling up to a person! You were panicking slightly when you heard some snoring and tilted your head up a bit to see Francis asleep.

You were sleeping with Francis. Francis Bonnefoy. Francis, The Womanizing Flirt, Bonnefoy.

You instantly punched him away from you.

"Gyah! I'm up! I'm up!" Francis said, waking up from his sudden contact with the floor.

"Why the heck were you sleeping with me!" You shouted at him, pulling the blankets up to your chest. You felt slightly violated.

"Eh? Oh, that." He said, his cheeks turning a bit pink as he looked at the ground.

"You drugged me didn't you?!" You questioned, getting angry now.

"No! No! You misunderstand, (Name)!" He said, flailing his hands in front of him. "Do you not remembered what 'appened?"

"What happened?" You said then you remembered. Iris had pushed you down the stairs.

"Oui, mon cher!" He said, then he placed his hands down. "I brought you to the nurse's office after you were pushed down the stairs! I dressed some of your injuries, by the way. And you wouldn't let go of my hand so I decided to sleep with you!"

Your eye brow twitched but decided to ignore that. He said he dressed your injuries so you looked to you arm that was bandaged and your hand that had a band aid on it.

"Why didn't you tell anyone you were being bullied, (Name)?" Francis asked. You looked at him and then at your hands.

"I did tell people. My friends, but I told them to not do anything." You answered.

"Why?"

"Because I didn't want them to worry. If I can handle myself, I can handle them." You then got out of the bed.

"You didn't handle them from what I saw." He said, getting up.

"Look, I'm fine alright? Just leave it at that." You walked passed him and headed to the door. You then stopped when Iris's words echoed in your head.

"YOU'RE AN ANNOYING LITTLE BITCH! EVERY TIME WE BRING YOU DOWN, YOU DON'T STAY DOWN! AND YOU GET FRANCIS TO CARE ABOUT YOU IN THE PROCESS! WELL MAYBE THIS TIME, YOU'LL STAY DOWN!!"

You scowled. This was all Francis's fault. And if Iris wants Francis that much then she could have him. You didn't want him.

"Francis, about our date today. Let's cancel that." You said before exiting the nurse's office, leaving a confused Francis behind.