NorwayxReader: He’s Mine

You sighed and looked over at your best friend Lukas Bondevik. His unemotional blue eyes locked on the tray of spaghetti in front of him as he picked at it uninterested, completely ignoring the blonde girl clinging to his arm fawning over him. You frowned. You’d never liked Marissa, Lukas’ girlfriend. She was a spoiled, irritating whore and you weren’t kidding either. She’d slept with just about every guy in the school though she mainly focused on the jock Alfred F. Jones but for some reason she had set her sights on Lukas, your best friend and crush. You couldn’t exactly blame her for going after Lukas, his gorgeous dark blue eyes, silky white blonde hair (though there was always that odd curl that floated on the left side of his head that you were always curious about), soft pale skin, but still! Lukas deserved so much better than her! Of course you wouldn’t say anything since he seemed happy with her but you weren’t entirely sure… you could usually tell his emotions easily even when others couldn’t but now it was weird. You couldn’t exactly tell if he was happy or not.

“You’ve got a little bit of food on your cheek Luka.” Marissa cooed and you scowled. Lukas looked at her before reaching for his napkin though she stopped him.

“I’ll get it.” She stated before leaning up and licking the spaghetti sauce from his cheek. It took everything you had to not leap across the table and throttle her little blonde whorish self. You gritted your teeth as she smirked and Lukas blushed a bit, reaching up and touching his cheek.

“You know I could have just wiped it off.” He muttered in that flat monotone voice of his. Marissa pouted her brown eyes locked on Lukas’ own blue ones.

“But where would be the fun in that?” She whined and he rolled his eyes before returning back to his food. Once he looked away Marissa sent you a nasty smirk and you gritted your teeth, trying to force back the urge to scream. You growled almost inaudibly when you saw her lift his face to hers and place a kiss on his lips. You stood and picked up your bag as the bell ring.

“I’m going to class.” You stated before turning on your heel and stalking down the hall; not noticing Lukas’ eyes watching your retreating form, nor the evil look Marissa sent you as you walked.
You stared at the ground as you trudged through the halls, growling at anyone who tried to approach you. You were in no mood to be messed with.

“I’m guessing it’s Marissa?” A voice asked from next to you and you whirled to find Emil Steilsson, Lukas’ younger brother, standing at your side, his amethyst eyes locked on the hall ahead of you. You frowned. How’d he manage sneak up on you? You sighed.

“Yes.” You answered and he nodded.

“I could tell, you were practically radiating hate and ‘I’m going to kill you if you jack with me’ vibes. and as far as I know there’s only one person you hate.” He stated.

“No there’s more than one, I just happen to hate her most.” You replied, hiking the strap of your (f/c) backpack higher on your shoulder. Emil chuckled before he turned back to the hall ahead of you and frowned.

“Looks like you’re sharing your locker.” He said nodding in the direction of your locker and you followed his gaze. Your blood boiled when you saw Marissa had Lukas pinned to your locker, making out with him. It was obvious Lukas hadn’t been expecting it considering his eyes were wide and his body rigid. You growled, your fists clenched tightly at your sides, (e/c) eyes locked on Marissa and Lukas.

“I hate her.” You snarled and Emil nodded.

“I know. I don’t like her either.” He sighed. “And neither does Lukas.”

This took you by surprise and you whirled on him, your (e/c) eyes shining with confusion and a little hope.

“What do you mean?” You asked and Emil looked at you a little surprised as well.

“Don’t you know?” He asked and you shook your head, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“No, what is it that I’m supposed to know?” You asked and Emil shook his head.

“Lukas doesn’t care about her,” He stated bluntly, jerking his thumb towards Marissa. “He’s doing this to see if some other girl… likes… him….” he trailed off as understanding filled his eyes and he paled a bit.

“What? Why is Lukas doing this?” You pressed and Emil shook his head.

“No! Uh- n-never mind! Forget I said anything!” he snapped and turned on his heel and hurrying away leaving you more confused than ever. Lukas doesn’t care about Marissa? If he doesn’t then why is he going out with her? What the h-e-double-hockey-sticks was going on?! You wondered before turning back towards your locker to see that Lukas was gone and Marissa was standing by your locker, smirking evilly at you. Alfred soon joined her and she yanked him down by the collar and kissed him heatedly before pulling away and whispering something in his ear. Alfred nodded and walked by you though he sent you a malicious smirk, and an evil gleam showed in his eyes. You were scared for a second but simply glared back at him.

“Hey _______________!” An extremely annoying voice said from in front of you and you turned your (e/c) eyes locking with Marissa’s brown ones.

“What do you want?” You snarled and her smirk widened.

“Meet me in the gym after school.” She said and you glared at her.

“No way in hell.” You snarled and she simply laughed before flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder and flouncing away. You snarled before dashing to your locker, grabbing your books and running to class.
The rest of the day passed and little sight of Marissa. You had a very bad feeling that something was going to happen. You hadn’t seen Lukas much since lunch; he was missing from all of your afternoon classes. Finally the final bell rang and you gathered your stuff quickly before dashing from the class though just as you made it out the door you ran into someone. You groaned and looked up to be met with the bright blue eyes of Alfred, a smirk on his lips. You gulped.

“Hey ________________.” He said, sounding friendly enough though you sensed a wicked undertone. You tried to push past him but he seemed pretty intent on keeping you where you were. You managed to slip past him and started to run but he easily caught you, grabbing your arm with bruising force.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He snarled maliciously and you fought desperately against him.

“Let me go Alfred!” You barked and he laughed.

“Not happening.” He stated before dragging you down the hall towards the gym. You fought against him, twisting and scratching and hitting but it was as if you were just an annoying fly, doing no harm whatsoever. Your eyes darted around looking for anyone but everyone was gone, the halls deserted and the classrooms empty. Alfred hauled you through the doors and you struggled even more.

“Let me go you stupid arse!” You screamed and his grip on you tightened. You yelped and tried again to wrench your arm from his grasp. A voice laughed and your eyes locked on a certain blonde girl, flanked by two of Al’s cronies. You growled.

“What do you want Marissa?” You bark, trying to hide your fear. Marissa smirked.

“Just wanted to chat _______________.” She said smiling nastily and your heart dropped. This was not going to go good. There was no way you could escape, Alfred and his cronies were at least two times bigger than you and no doubt much stronger, and you probably couldn’t outrun them either. Where was Lukas? He would help you if he were here.

“No use looking for Luka,” Marissa sneered and you glared at her. What had she done to Lukas?

“Where is he?” you snarl and she laughs.

“Waiting for me of course, he is mine after all.” She said and you felt like you’d been slapped.

“So why exactly do you need me?” You asked and she scoffed.

“I don’t need you. I just need to get rid of you, that way I won’t lose Lukas until I’m ready to be rid of him.” She stated smiling viciously. You felt anger boiling in your heart. That bitch didn’t care about anyone but herself. You smirked.

“You’re so stupid aren’t you?” You laughed and she glared at you. Your smirk widened. “Can’t you see? Lukas doesn’t care about you he doesn’t even like you!”
Marissa bristled and you laughed, until a hand made contact with your cheek. Marissa’s eyes were murderous.

“What makes you think he cares about you?” She whispered dangerously.

“If I didn’t then I wouldn’t be here now would I?” A cold voice growled from behind you. Marissa’s eyes widened and her head whipped in the direction of the voice, yours as well, and your (e/c) eyes came into contact with the dark blue ones of Lukas.

“L-Luka,” Marissa stuttered forcing a smile. “w-what are you doing here?”

“I was told my girl was in trouble.” He stated, Marissa’s smile eased and your heart dropped.

“Well Luka as you can see I’m-“ She began but Lukas laughed.

“Not you stupid!” He snapped before turning his eyes to you and he winked. Marissa bristled.

“What do you mean? I’m your girl! And you’re mine!” She shrieked and Lukas laughed.

“No, I’m not yours and you are most definitely not my girl.” He said momentarily glaring at her before locking eyes with you. “_________________ is.”

You blushed a bit, taken by surprise, and Marissa shrieked in fury.

“No! You are mine! And I’m going to get rid of you and this stupid bitch!” She snarled and Lukas glared at her.

“No, I don’t think you will.” He stated simply and Alfred laughed.

“Why not? I mean, dude, it’s three against one.” He stated and Lukas smirked.

“I never said I was alone, did I?” He asked and four more figures detached themselves from the shadows. Yours and Lukas’ friends, Mathias, Berwald, Tino, and Emil surrounded all of you. Marissa paled a bit.

“Now how about we do this nice and easy and you let _________________ go.” Mathias stated and Marissa gulped. Alfred’s eyes were wide and he pushed away from you as if you were poisonous. You staggered back and into someone’s chest, a pair of arms wrapping around you. You looked up and were met with Lukas’ dark eyes staring down at you. He gently took hold of your wrist and examined it, scowling at the forming bruise.

“They’re going to pay for hurting you.” He growled and you shook your head.

“No.” You whispered. “They aren’t worth it. They’re just nasty little SOBs.”
Lukas chuckled a bit, leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips before turning and leading you to the doors. After a moment your friends followed, sending glares at Marissa, Alfred, and their cronies.

“Hang on a sec Lukas.” You said and he paused, looking at you questioningly.

“Hey Marissa!” You yelled and she turned to you, her eyes filled with hate, you smirked and yanked Lukas down by his shirt into a kiss. He seemed a little surprised before kissing back. You vaguely heard Marissa shriek and Mathias and the other boys laughing, you rolled your eyes flipping Marissa off before pulling away.

“He’s mine.” You stated, before pulling Lukas from the gym. Lukas chuckled a bit as the six of you strode out towards the parking lot.

“So I’m yours now?” He asked and you nodded. He leaned down and placed another kiss on your lips.

“Good, cause you’re mine.” He stated and you smiled. “Jeg elsker deg _______________.”

“I love you too Lukas.” You replied kissing him again.