Nolan X (Angry!) reader
Ah love; allowing people who normally are loud to go quiet in a blushing mess, allowing those strong willed to back down for their love, and allowing those with a sharp tongue to hold it. But how could just a simple feeling make the most prestigious lawyer turn soft? Well to put it simply, (Y/n) was the opposite of anyone Nolan had ever met. But his thoughts were interrupting while coming down the stairs to get some evening tea.
“Stupid whore,” he heard her exclaim to Cody in a - hopefully - playful manner. He saw her roll her eyes and get on her phone to distract herself.
“What did Cody do that was so bad?” He muttered to Ryan, who watched the whole show.
“It doesn’t really matter,” (Y/n) rolled her eyes again and walked off with anger radiating from her skin.
“Who got her worked up,” Josh peered over from the bar in confusion. Even though (Y/n) would normally do something along the lines of getting mad she would never cuss in front of Josh. He’s too nice.
Everyone seemed to look at Ryan, the usual instigator, and demanded an answer. He quickly put up his hands in defense and shook his head.
“Don’t look at me! Cody’s the one who-”
“It’s not important right now,” Cody smiled while cutting off his brother.
“Her ass,” Ryan finished while Josh looked shocked. For one he knew not to mess with her and for another… Ew.
“It was an accident!” He quickly defended himself.
“Tell me, how would you possibly accidentally do it?” Nolan questioned him with a glare.
Cody simply shrugged with a nervous smile and Ryan rolled his eyes. He made a comment about how long (Y/n) will be mad at him for that. Josh continued on his glass and Nolan decided to visit her. While on his way his mind wanders to their first meeting. She was so… Open but giggly… Not mean like she was now… But maybe that was just an act.
“Don’t think you’re too important, (Y/n).” He sneered at the newcomer. She looked so innocent and easy to talk back to. Plus, Nolan was in a bad enough mood and the boys thirsting over her sent him over the edge.
“Whatever major loser,” she did some weird hand signals to him and turned her back. Baffled, Nolan pressed her hard.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Whadd'ya think? God, daddy issues over here can’t decipher a simple sentence,” she mocked him and held an ‘L’ up to her forehead. She started to laugh while clutching her stomach.
“Why you-” he began to take a threatening step to her when she waved him off lazily.
“It’s not my fault you’re so easy to pick on. Maybe change your attitude and it’ll stop,” the girl shrugged and swayed off to the thirst trio (Carlos + Cody + Ryan) and smiled cutely to them.
Normally, he would be mad as an understatement, but this… Her boldness and no hesitation. Is this how he treated people? And why is he… Hooked?
He rapped at her door and waited a minute. Two. Five. He got impatient and walked in. Upon entrance he saw her in a messy bun with sweats and a sports bra on. Her makeup was smeared in the sense of her trying to wipe it off… Poorly.
She was on top of her bed with her laptop up and headphones in. No wonder she didn’t reply to the knocks, she always blares her music in her headphones. Nolan tried to judge her face to see what she was even watching or listening to but… She was always a little harder to read.
He walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge, glancing at her laptop. She didn’t seem to notice him so he got closer. Again, she didn’t notice, too focused on a music video. He leaned in towards her and brushed some strands of hair away from her face. She turned to face him and took out a an earbud and offered it to him. He took it without a word and heard pop music blaring.
“Put your hands on me in my skin tight jeans, be a teenage dream tonight.” It blared with a young women singing into the camera.
“(Y/n), what is this?”
“Teenage dream by Katy Perry.” She muttered, obviously annoyed.
“What about your outfit? You’d never let me see you in sweats.”
“Obviously I didn’t intend on seeing you,” (Y/n) aggressively shut her laptop and put it away, ripping the earbud from his ear. Though she did stay and and sat up next to Nolan. In their quietness, she began to mess with her hair.
“Stop picking at your hair,” he slapped her hand away from her split ends and in retaliation she elbowed him in the gut.
“Don’t tell me what to do,” she was about to stomp off in anger when he pulled her back. She raised an eyebrow but relaxed into his touch.
“You’ve changed since coming here,” he muttered into her ear while she pulled her knees up to her chest.
“How?” Her usual tough voice was replaced by a more meek and quiet one.
“You were… Laughing more…”
“They’ve started to get on my nerves now,” she said in reference to the thirst trio.
“Well that doesn’t surprise me too much. They can be…”
“Touchy,” she finished his sentence and sighed. Of course Nolan knew what had happened but… But does she want him to know? She seemed so angry when he asked so… So maybe he should just stay quiet this once.
“You’re pathetic,” she cried or laughed out, burying her face into her hands.
“And how is that?”
“I don’t need your sympathy! I don’t want it! Just let me be alone,” she shoved him off the bed and threw herself to her side with her head into the pillow. Nolan stared up at (Y/n) and realized that her eyes were red and puffy. She had to have been crying.
“Was it that bad,” he whispered to her about the incident.
“No… It just hurt… It hurt like a bitch! And I’m not weak but obviously I can’t handle pain and-” she cut herself off by sobbing into her pillow and taking up the rest of the bed space so Nolan couldn’t try and sit by her. He tried to talk to her but she kicked him and told him to leave her alone. Slowly he left the room with the sobbing mess that is (Y/n) in it.
Truthfully, Nolan has never seen (Y/n) cry. Maybe she’s teared up but this? This was something major to him. He paused before he got to his room. Should he really leave her? She seemed so… Sad. There had to have been than what Cody did. But… But what? She won’t tell him and she’ll just kick him out again.
He opened his door with little hesitation. He grabbed his newspaper just to reread it for the day. Sitting on his bed, he got comfortable and laid his head, remembering his day. Thankfully he has tomorrow off so he can relax more. He heard the door creak and saw (Y/n) trudge in. Her hair was down and she had an old shirt he let her borrow on. She stared at him on the bed before collapsing on it with him.
Knowing not to make her angry again he let her lay down next to him in silence. She clenched her (well technically his) shirt while slightly crying again. She turned to him and buried her head into his chest.
“What happened?” He sighed and brought her closer. Her being touchy wasn’t unusual but maybe a little less than her coming into his bed.
“But it made you cry.” He added while stroking her hair.
“He called me flat…”
“What? That’s… It?”
“Yeah… He slapped my ass hard and called it flat,” she stifled a cry by bringing her face back down to his chest again.
“Anything else?” Nolan sighed in a sense of relief. At least it wasn’t anything bad.
“And Carlo asked for nudes and called me a whore when I didn’t send them.”
“What!” Nolan jerked up and clenched his fists together.
“Don’t… Do anything. I don’t want a big deal… Or Josh to find out,” she sighed and tried to lean him down to the bed again.
“(Y/n), you understand that I love-” he cut himself off before she could comprehend it but he was too late.
“Well… I like you too.”
“Nolan, I’m laying in bed with you while crying,” she laughed a bit and gave him a small kiss.
“You know I don’t want to stop at just that,” he pulled her hair over her shoulder a bit.
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