mike vitar imagines

flirt (l.m.)

y/n's pov:

five minutes left.

five minutes until i have to face him.

five minutes until he either makes or breaks my day.

mine and luis' situationship has been going on for almost one month.

pathetic.

one day is feels like we're pretty much dating. then the next, complete opposite. toxic, i know. but i can't get enough of it.

whenever i think i can call whatever we have going on quits, he does something to pull me back in.

*bell rings*

my stomach is in knots as i start walking out of the classroom. i'm so dumb for letting him have this much control over me.

i walk into my next class and take a seat at my desk. unfortunately for me, luis sits right next to me.

i see him walk into class out of the corner of my eye.

get it together.

"hey beautiful." he says sitting text to me.

i can't help but smile at him.
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class was finally over.

"hey." luis grabs my arm.

"hey." i turned to him.

"so i was thinking, maybe you could come over to my dorm later?" he smirked.

"i don't know luis..." i hesitated.

"cmon, i know you want to." he looked me up and down.

"i'll see what i can do."

"great. see you later mamí." he winked.

"such a flirt." i said.

"what i do best." he said walking out of the class.

a/n: hey guys ... don't hate me for not updating. ngl i have not been busy at all. i just haven't felt like writing 💀. but new year new me. LMAOA LIKE THATS GONNA HAPPEN