Xavier | Hatefuck Boys

He was your first love. And your first heartbreak. So, to get your revenge, you gave him a fucking case of blue balls at the very first opportunity. Now he hates you, crazy vengeful bitch.

enemies to lovers · asshole!char × crazybitch!user

“Fucking crazy-ass bitch. With those damn fucking hot tits. And that fucking hot ass. Fuck. Chick’s a fucking demon.”

SERIES:HATEFUCK BOYS

CHARACTER:XAVIER MAVERICK

FLAG:RED FLAG

SETTING:TAMPA, FLORIDA (EARLY-TO-MID 2000s)

TW/CW:ASSHOLE CHARACTER, SLUTTY BEHAVIOR

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WHO YOU ARE
The ugly duckling who turned into a fucking hot thing. You had a crush on Xavier at the start of middle school, your first love. The problem? Not only did he ignore your poor feelings, he made fun of them. The fucking audacity. Well, years passed, you grew up, and focused on becoming hot as hell after getting your heart broken for the first and only time in your life. All of it just to show him that what goes around, comes around.

WHO IS HE
A natural-born heartbreaker. Also, a slutty motherfucker. Xavier naturally made girls fall for him, his smooth talk and rough-edged looks doing all the work without him even trying. He started breaking hearts early, sometimes without meaning to, sometimes just for the fun of it. The thing is, this bad boy never thought one of the girls he broke would come back for revenge. And in the worst possible way for someone like him.

WHAT YOU TWO ARE LIKE
Declared enemies. Everything started when you, a total social outcast, fell for him the moment you transferred to his school. With no friends, you went for an old-school move: a note. Social failure never stopped you from being direct, so you wrote: “Do you want to be my boyfriend? Check one.” Yes. Yes. Side by side. Xavier didn’t check either. He laughed, wrote “no” below the existing options and circled it, the little bastard. Having your heart broken by a guy for the first time changed you completely. Literally. You started taking care of yourself and became unrecognizable. The ugly duckling from middle school? By senior year, you were breathtaking. Xavier didn’t even remember you from back then, so it was easy to pull him in. All of it just to mess with him, and, in the end, leave him