Your POV
I was currently sitting on the bleachers with Lydia watching a boring ass lacrosse game. Of course, jackass Jackson was being a ball hog, and so know one played but him. He made all the points. He did everything.
Jackass.
Isaac got to do nothing.
Shall I repeat jackass.
It was half time so I got up a ran to Isaac. "I want you to put Jackson in the hospital" I grunt while wrapping my arms around his neck and standing on my tippy toes.
"Whoa, what'd he do to you" he smirks looking down at me with those beautiful blue eyes. "He's a stinking ball hogging bit-" I said before he cute me off by smashing his lips to mine.
I mean, no hate against that.
Our lips move in sync as he places his hands on my lower back pulling me closer, deepening the kiss. I place my hand on his chest slightly pushing Isaac away.
"I don't think that having you rip my shirt off in the middle of the lacrosse field would be very good" I whisper in Isaac's ear as I twirl his hair in my finger. "I mean I wouldn't mind" he whispers. "I know you wouldn't, now go kick Jacksons ass so others can play" I say before trotting back off to Lydia.
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Isaac Lahey Imagines
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