Stand By Me Preferences & Imagines ON HOLD

Make Him Jealous - Ace

Screw having an order for the imagines. Who's ready for Ace??????????????????????

This is a little different from the request but who cares?

And it'd be appreciated if you'd read my Corey Haim fanfic called How To Be A Heartbreaker. I'm quite excited for it!

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Imagine having a crush on Ace, who likes you too but you're too scared to tell him. To make him jealous, you go out with Eyeball.

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"You know you like him, Y/N." Eyeball caught your attention, nudging your shoulder with his elbow.

"I know but I don't think he likes me back." 

"He does."

"What?"

"He likes you."

"Ace Merrill likes me?"

"Yup, and you should be glad 'cause I don't mean this in a weird way but Ace is hotter than Charlie who also has a thing for ya,"

How do you know."

"He told me."

"Well what should I do?"

"Tell him."

"You know I can't do that, idiot. You know once I say that, he'll just pretend he doesn't, then make me jealous, then I'll be a ruin."

"Then make him jealous."

"How?"

"Go out with me."

"What?" You stared in shock at the boy in front of you, as if he'd just said the craziest thing ever. He, however, didn't seem phased at whatever was said. He passed it off like it's normal.

"I mean like we'll go out to a club and we'll dance together and stuff. I know you don't like dresses or anything so just wear some tight jeans."

"Are you sure it's gonna work?"

"If I get a punch in the face or you get laid by the end of the night then it's worked, doll." he said with a smirk but also a serious tone.

You walked out of the kitchen and saw the other Cobras sitting on the couch in front of your TV.

"You guys wanna go out?"

"Where? It's like 10." Charlie asked.

"Let's go dancing. We haven't in so long." you smirked, tugging on Eyeball's arm.

Ace looked up at you and you smiled and looked at Eyeball. Ace glared down at his feet. 

"Then let's go." Billy grinned, getting up.

"Hey, could you guys drop me off on the way? I gotta be home by ten thirty," Charlie sighed, an embarrassed look on his face. You nodded, along with the others.

"Hold up I gotta go change." you smiled and ran back upstairs. You threw on some tight, cropped jeans and a white and red tie front top, along with your favorite dancing shoes. You then skipped downstairs while tying your hair into a loose ponytail. 

"Let's go." you smiled. You started walking out the door and you got in the driver's seat. They piled into the car with you. Eyeball quickly called shotgun and spent the whole time making you laugh. You were all that busy, you even forgot to take Charlie home. 

You finally got to the club and there was a surprisingly short line, but plenty of people inside. You all stood near the bar and Ace and Billy ordered drinks. 

You looked at Eyeball and grabbed his hand, trying to be assertive, and you walked him out to the dance floor, dancing very suggestively to the beat of the music. If your parents could see you now, you'd be kicked out of your home, and your life, and the earth and the universe. 

The other boys followed you and started dancing around. Ace looked a little awkward, not because of his dance moves, but because he literally wasn't dancing. A slower song came on and you turned to face Eyeball and you grabbed his hands and swayed slower, but still got a little more into it. After a few more songs, you grew tired and you and him walked over and sat down at the bar. Ace, Billy, and Charlie followed and sat around you. Eyeball excused himself to go to the bathroom and Billy and Charlie started chatting up other girls, which left you and Ace.

"So... when did you and him become official?" he asked after a very long, awkward silence, sounding disgusted when he mentioned his best friend.

"What? We're not," you replied, not very smoothly, but you cleared your throat to try and cover it up.

"Oh, it just seemed like you were. Y'know, since you were all over him," he sighed, his tone being at the bitchiest ever.

"Nope. We're not." you half smiled, then asked the bartender to give you a coke. Gotta be safe if you're driving. He handed it to you and you started drinking it, quite fast.

"You okay, Y/N?"

"Huh? Yeah."

"You're drinking fast."

"Nope nothing's wrong." you snapped back.

"Well then, do you want to dance." You kept drinking to hide the enormous smile on your face when Ace said this. You knew Ace couldn't dance, but it was adorable that he was trying.

"Sure." you grinned.

He grabbed your hand and you started dancing to the beat just as suggestively as before, but a little closer to him. Eventually, the radio played a slower song again and you turned around.

"Hey y/n, I was wondering somethin'."

"Yes." you said, sincerely.

"How do you know what I was going to say?"

"I'm just guessing."

"Well what was I gonna say?"

"Not quite sure, but this might cover it." you smiled, leaning up to kiss him.

"Come with me," Ace looked at you sternly, his soft expression replaced with frustration.

"What, why?" He dragged you to your car and lifted you into the front seat, driving you to a secluded location. You had to admit, you were a little scared, but it was all clouded by excitement. He pulled over at the side of the road and pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere outside the car, Next to come off was your shirt as Ace pressed your lips to his and held your bodies close together. Things got extremely heated and you were at the happiest ever.