That Girl [Aomine Daiki]

Aomine x Himedere!Reader

Warning: a few curse words ahead~ c:

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"She's so damn cold like 20 below."
-All Time Low, That Girl

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Ah, (L/N) (F/N), the cold-hearted beauty of Tōō Academy. It's as if her heart is stone cold; when she speaks, chills go down your spine; and when she looks at you, you would literally be frozen on the spot because of her intimidating stare.

Even Elsa would run away.

As almost everyone would flee from you, one didn't, and his name is Aomine Daiki, the ace of Tōō's basketball team. A rumbustious fella, I tell you.

Something about you intrigued him. Was it your looks, your personality? He actually didn't know.

Then there was you, who fell for him along the way. Cliché as it sounds, it's true. When and how, you were clueless.

It was all because of Momoi, you see. It was just an average day in school; hallways bustling, people chattering, students cramming, and a certain bluenette was snoozing on the rooftops of the school, skipping practice and classes.

Momoi was getting tired of calling for her childhood friend, so she decided to seek help. Numerous people declined because they didn't want to face the ace's wrath, but some of them also recommended her to talk to (L/N) (F/N), although they warned Momoi about your demeanor, she still wanted to talk to you even when there were rumors bustling that you would beat up anyone, anyone, who even dared to get anything out of you, even if it was a simple request. There was also a rumor that you just looked at a student then he transferred to another school just because of you.

It was stupid, you thought when you had heard of it.

Going back, Momoi asked some students where you would be regularly seen, and they told her that you were at the library always looking for a peaceful atmosphere. The pinkette thanked them, and proceeded to the library, however when she ran to that direction, she accidentally bumped into you, making you drop your borrowed books to the cold tiled floor of the library.

Everyone practically stopped what they were doing, looking at Momoi and you, who was looking at the fallen books with a blank stare. You looked at Momoi slowly, the same stare on your face, while hers held shock and panic. The students just gave Momoi looks of pity, as if you were going to kill her on the spot.

"I-I-I," Momoi stuttered repeatedly as she put her arms in front of her protectively.

"What." Your supposed question came out as a statement. It sent Momoi into a complete panic mode. She suddenly had the Sakurai Virus, apologizing far too many times, and you got irritated. "Stop it," you said. "you're getting irritating. If you don't have any necessary business with me, I recommend you to get out of my way before I am tempted to push you."

Momoi did as you told after she had helped you with your books. You began to walk away, but she called out, "(L/N)-san!"

You internally groaned in irritation and turned to her with the iciest glare that you could muster up. "What now?"

Then let's just say Momoi blacked out.

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When the pinkette came to, she was surprised to see you on a chair, one of your legs crossed over the other while drinking a cup of tea like a person full of class, a princess. You stopped sipping the drink, setting it on the saucer which was on the side table while making a small 'clink' sound. "Do you need anything?" You asked, your voice much gentler than before.

This was the side you refused to show to the people of the school. You were actually a sweet and kind person, you just didn't want to show that side because you knew people would use you for your money, in result, you wouldn't have any friends. But that was fine by you; having no friends at all is way better than having fake ones. Besides, you liked the solitude, although it gets lonely at times...

Momoi blinked repeatedly, surprised at the tone of your voice. "B-By the way, did you bring me here?"

You looked at her with an incredulous expression with an eyebrow raised. "What do you take me for, a piece of transportation? Ridiculous. I simply asked a peasant to carry you here." You stated. Even though there was sarcasm in your voice, it was still far more gentle than when you talked in public.

"Ne, (L/N)-san, are you feeling all right? You don't seem to be yourself." She asked, putting a hand to your forehead.

You simply slapped her hand away and looked into her eyes with a blunt expression. "Don't touch me." You said, your calm composure still intact. "You don't want me treating you nicely? Fine then, you ungrateful peasant." You spoke, ferocity laced in your spine-chilling voice.

Momoi rubbed her stinging hand and shivered at your voice. Scary... she thought. How would I ask her now?

"Now," You spoke, making Momoi jump in surprise. "What is it that you need? Just tell me right now, I know you didn't just call me for nothing."

"Could you please discipline Dai- I mean Aomine Daiki? He keeps on skipping his classes, as well as basketball practice." Momoi spoke at once to get it over with. She closed her eyes, anticipating a smack or a beating.

You raised an eyebrow. "It sounds troublesome." You said, standing up and taking the empty teacup, giving it to the nervous nurse. You left the room without another word.

Momoi groaned, her last hope in making Aomine disciplined had just walked out of the door. "What now?"

The nurse peeked her head in the room and said, "You know, she never even said no yet."

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"Wake up." You've been repeating this phrase for a while now, and your patience was waning. You spotted a magazine on the ace's face and your jaw dropped at the shock. Your hand swiftly grabbed the magazine, rolled it, and smacked the bluenette's face, effectively waking him up.

"H-Hey! What do you think you're doing?" He cried out, putting his arms in front of his face in attempt to protect himself from your attacks.

Heh, imagine Aomine getting beat up by a girl. Such a funny sight.

"Disgusting, nauseating, sickening, repulsive, revolting, repugnant, gross, vile, foul, unsavoury!" With each insult, you hit him with the magazine. "Such gravure content must not be brought to the school grounds, you indecent peasant!" You exclaimed as you stopped hitting the tan male, holding the magazine at its corner.

Aomine stood up and staggered a bit, dizzy from your attacks. Once his mind was straight, he glared into your (e/c) eyes, confusion and anger in his. "What's the big idea?"

You let out a sigh, regaining your usual calm composure, your eyes going to a sudden half-lidded bored state. "I suggest you go back to classes before anything bad happens."

"Hah?" He says, an unbelieving look on his face. He narrowed his eyes at you. "Who are you anyway?"

"Who I am is not of your agenda today, just get back to class before anything bad happens." You warned.

He ignored your statement, narrowed his eyes as if he was identifying you, then a look of realization hit him. "Oh, you're that (L/N) girl that everyone is afraid of." He scowled. "Well, everyone but me," He said. "and you can't beat me into going to class, because the only one who can beat me, is me."

You raised an eyebrow. "So in that context, the only one who can scare you, is you? How pitiful," you stated, an eyebrow raised and your arms crossed on your chest. "that when you look in a mirror you get frightened by the sight. I could see why though." You sighed dramatically, then smirked afterwards.

The tan male lightly blushed in embarrassment. "No! I meant, agh! Just don't tell me what to do!"

You sent an icy glare at Aomine. "Be quiet, fool. Don't waste the money your parents spent for you to have an education. Be thankful you have one, people on the streets would be happy if they got an education."

He glared back (which flabbergasted you) and laid back down with an arm across his eyes. "Just shut up and go away."

He was really getting on your nerves this time. You breathed on and out, and repeated this process several times in attempt to calm yourself down, and fortunately it worked since you didn't like appearing like a jungle woman on a rampage.

"Oh by the way," Aomine spoke, gaining your attention. "your boobs are small, now get, you're not the least bit entertaining." He motioned his hand in a shooing manner.

Oh my fucking gosh, he did not just say that. You thought, your anger level rising over 9000. "Ex-fucking-cuse me?" You hissed, stalking up to Aomine then lifted him up by the collar, which surprised him to say the least. "You do not, I repeat, do not say that to me. No one should dare address those words at me." You sneered, then smirked, then laughed humorlessly which made him gulp because you sent him the iciest and cruelest glare you have ever made directed at him. "I warned you, didn't I? You should have gone to class."

Then you punch him out cold. Now, how would you bring him to the infirmary?

You reached for your cellphone in your pockets and searched for the school's student council president then pressed the call button. Once he picked up, you spoke with your usual cold voice. "Yes, this is (L/N) (F/N), and I need your assistance immediately. This concerns Aomine Daiki- yes, yes, now let me speak, you peasant, I was not finished! Now, come here or send someone because Aomine is knocked out cold, don't ask. Good bye." You turned off your phone and looked at the knocked out male, an unusual smirk plastered on your lips. "You should've listened, Aomine."

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Once Aomine woke up in the infirmary, he yelled at you then complained about his aching head. Well, it wasn't your fault that he insulted you until you reached your limit until you socked him in the face.

His fault not yours.

The nurse sweat-dropped and gave you a nervous smile. "Th-That's the second time you sent someone to the nurse's office, (L/N)-san.

You gave her a long sided glance then shrugged as you looked back at the struggling Aomine. "Yeah, but this one's more troublesome. Good thing I know how to tie sturdy knots."

You see, you kind of tied Aomine to the bed since you knew that he would attempt to hurt you in some way.

Meh, life.

Let's just say this process repeated for about, uh, two and a half months, to say the least. You went to the rooftops, woke him up, hit him several times (but that lessened over a few weeks), sometimes knocking him out, demanding for help to get him to the nurse's, then getting him to class.

It surprised your school mates to say the least. They applauded you for getting him to basketball practices and class.

Momoi thanked you so many times and apologized for troubling you since she knew how hard it must be waking him up. You just gave her a small, rare, and genuine smile which made her think you weren't just a spoiled brat. She even thought you were cute and she even proposed a friendship between you two, to which you hesitated in, but in the end you approved of having a friendship with her.

Setting that aside, someone didn't like how you were treating the bluenette, and that was Aomine himself.

For ten weeks, he's been enduring your crap treatment, and he's sick of your princess-like behavior so he decided to confront you, but he isn't sick to the point that he hated you, no.

You were currently climbing the ladder that lead to Aomine's usual sleeping spot. You peeked over, expecting the lazy male to be snoozing, but no, he was awake, cross-legged Indian style while waiting for you to come over. You completely climbed and walked over to him. "So you finally came to your senses, after two and a half months, that you need to attend classes." You turned your back at him and said, "Now let's get going-"

"No." Aomine interrupted, making you sharply turn to him.

"Excuse me?" You narrowed your eyes at him.

"That's right, excuse you!" He exclaimed, pointing a finger at you.

His finger was a mere centimeter away from your face, so you shoved it away. "Don't point at me." You spoke. "Or else-"

"Or what? You're going to hit me again, knock me out?" He scoffed. "I've been through that for two months! I'm sick and tired of what you've been doing to me. You've been forcing me to do what I don't want to do, and it's tiring me. You've been hitting me, scoling me, forcing me, and all that shit! It's so irritating! You're such an annoyance," He stepped forward. "an irritation," Another step forward while you stepped backward. "a bother," him, forward; you, backward. "a vexation," forward, backward. "an aggravation," forward, backward. That was the last step until you could fall (but not to the bottom-most part of the school). You almost tripped, but Aomine quickly grabbed your waist and pulled you against him, his hold loose enough so that he could look down into your (e/c) eyes. "a nuisance, a pest, a pain in the neck." He finally finished, all those pent up emotions had finally burst out. "I even looked into a fucking thesaurus to look for those words! See? Without you even saying, you made me do something I don't like to do! Why do you even bother with me?! I hate you!" He yelled out, panting afterwards due to the emotional stress you had caused him, but he unintentionally yelled out the last statement, unaware that he had done so. He didn't mean it, no, it was the heat of the moment. Deep inside, he loves you. He was just wondering if you were a sadist that enjoyed torturing him.

You cried. Yes, you cried, and in front of Aomine no less. You felt weak and vulnerable in front of him at the moment, and it was so pitiful as you put it into your words. You cried because of the insults, So that's what it feels like to be insulted. It hurts. and you cried because you were being insulted by the one you have fallen for. And so that's why it hurts to fall in love, because if you keep on falling, you'd only get broken.

The tears wouldn't stop. You clenched your fist as you looked down, then you bit your lip hard enough to draw blood, then looked up at him with teary eyes which he had just noticed. You opened your mouth to speak. "I'm sorry." You said, surprising him.

He didn't expect that, but he expected that you would hit him for touching you. What has gotten into you, he thought.

"I'm sorry for the hits, the insults, everything." You apologized, then your following statement shocked him "I'm sorry for caring," You punched him in the chest lightly, which you also did at the following words. "I'm sorry for being meticulous, I'm sorry for controlling you, I'm sorry for troubling you, I'm sorry for fretting over you," Then you placed your head on his chest, one of your hands on his shirt, clenching it, and your other hand on your chest where your heart is, because it felt painful; your heart was hurting. "and... I'm sorry for loving you." You finally let out the feeling that you had felt about a month ago.

Aomine froze oh his spot. You cared for him? You worry for him? You love him? He couldn't believe that the most cold-hearted girl had fallen for him, that he had melted your heart.

It was certainly unexpected for him.

You pushed him away, pulling him out of his reverie. "I-If you hate me that much," You wiped your tear stained face with a hanky. "then I better get going. Goodbye and good riddance, Aomine." You smiled scornfully at him, which gave him a pang in the heart. "And congratulations, by the way, for successfully melting, then breaking my heart." You jumped off, disregarding the ladder, then ran down the stairs, ignoring Aomine's pain-filled voice calling for you.

Fuck, he thought as he felt his heart clenching in pain. love hurts. He hastily ran after you, quickly catching up because of him athletic physique. "Wait!" He said, gaining the attention of students. It was rare for him to be seen at this hour because he was sleeping mostly at this time. "Damn it, (L/N), wait!" A few students were surprised at the mention of your name. He and you ignored them of course, and he continued to run after you. "Tch. (F/N) wait!"

He said your first name. He knew you didn't like being called your first name without permission, so he used it as bait. It was successful when he saw you stop completely and slowly turn to him, your face filled with rage. "After all the fucking shit," Your cursing surprised the students since they have never seen you lose your cool façade, especially when they saw that you were crying. You hated looking weak in front of people. "you dare call me by my first nam-"

Your sentence was interrupted when he had embraced you. Your eyes widened in surprise, as well as the students who were witnessing them.

"Holy crap!"

"Is Aomine-san looking for a death wish?!"

"Shut up, they look cute together."

"I said wait damn it, (F/N)." He panted into your ear, which made you blush heavily since you weren't used to close contact, with a boy no less!

You wanted to get away, fast, so you said, "Rape! Rape! He's trying to ra- oomf!" Aomine quickly covered your mouth and sighed.

He placed your hand on his chest to conceal your face, since he kind of sensed your discomfort of looking weak in front of students you didn't know. Your face flushed red as you close your eyes.

He brought you to the nearest bathroom, but a student said, "Aomine-san, rape is immoral no matter the circumstance-"

"For fuck's sake, I'm not going to rape her!" He exclaimed as he brought you to the girl's comfort room. Some girls quickly ran out, annoyed by the fact that a boy had interrupted their retouching of make up.

That was a reason why Aomine loves you, your simplicity. Sure, you acted like a princess, but you wore your school uniform properly and your face didn't contain an ounce of make up.

Strangely, he loved that about you.

Anyway, going back to the situation at hand, Aomine held your waist with his hands, carried you, then set you down on the counter which he had fried before. He fished for hid handkerchief from his pockets and dampened it slightly with water from the faucet. He placed a hand at the back of your head then wiped your face with the wet cloth gently. After doing so, he asked for your hanky, which you gave (surprisingly) willingly, then dried your face in a tender manner.

You blushed at his kind actions, and thanked him as hr gave you your hanky back. You two were silent for a moment, but out of the blue, he stood in between your legs and embraced you around your waist. You gasped and blushed profusely at the contact. Again, the two of you stayed silent.

After a while, he moved and buried his face against the crook of your neck, your face red more than ever. You decided to run a hand through Aomine's navy blue hair, which was soft and silky to be honest. You laughed briefly.

"Do that again." Aomine spoke, his breath tickling your neck.

"D-Do what?" You asked, still stroking his hair.

"Laugh." He answered. "It sounds... cute." He whispered the last word and buried his head further on your neck, some of his hair stands tickling you.

Was he... embarrassed, to say that word?

You laughed again, and this time more audible because you thought Aomine was so adorable. Cute... you thought.

"I love you."

You stopped running your had through his hair. Did... did yiu hear that right? "Wh-What? You said you hated-"

"I don't mean that." He quickly intervened your statement as he removed his head from your neck, then placed his forehead in your own, the two of you holding eye contact; (e/c) clashing with blue. "I don't mean that." You looked into his eyes, and they held sincerity in them. "I love you, okay? I don't hate you. That's not true. I would be lying if I said that. I," He kissed your forehead. "love," He kissed your nose to which you blushed cutely at, in his eyes.

"You." The both of you finished in sync. Aomine sent you a genuine smile, and you reciprocated the action before he leaned down and kissed you on the lips.

It was pure bliss, full of passion and love even though it was a simple kiss. He placed his arms around your waist to pull you closer while gently caressing you using his thumb, while you wrapped one arm around his neck then the other hand on his cheeks, tenderly stroking his cheek lovingly. Eventually, you two had to pull away due to the lack of oxygen.

The two of you held eye contact once again, both of your eyes wide because that literally took your breath away.

You smiled at him and jumped on him, your legs securely around his waist and your arms around his neck. He staggered a bit then leaned on the wall to support both your weights. Your vibrant laugh resounded the room, making him laugh as well, and letting him fall for you all over again. "I love you too." You said, then kissed him once more.

Aomine Daiki, the boy who made you feel all kinds of emotions all in two and a half months; irritation, happiness, love.

Before, you were that girl, void of emotions and always having an intimidating look which seemed to drive people away.

And now, you were that- no, his girl who smiled and laughed with him, and made you promise that you would only shoe that side to him and only him.

Man, you definitely need to thank Momoi for asking you to talk some sense into Aomine.

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Omfg guys this is the longest chapter that I have written so far i s2g. It took me so many hours to write this in my notebook then transfer it here on wattpad, whew .-.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one-shot, and I hope to get requests :)

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11/23/14