Dylan O'brien Imagines(closed)

Bored//Stuart

"Y/n can you turn the music off?" Stuart asked. I looked at him and sighed for the thousands time that hour. I turned the radio off and sat back down on the couch.

I was bored, there was nothing to do. I turned my body so I could look at Stuart, who was on his phone. What a surprise. I cleared my throat hoping he would look up. Nothing. I sighed heavy but again he didn't look up.

I picked up my phone and texted Stuart. 'Why are you always on that damn phone?! I'm bored to death! Unbore me!'

Stuart finally looked up from his phone. I was waiting for him to do something. He laughed at me and I smiles back.

"Stand up." He demanded. I did as he said and stood up. He stood up too and walked to the radio. He turned it on and switched channels. He stopped at a romantic song.

He slowly walked back to me and held my waist. I lifted my arms too, putting them around his neck. We slowly moved on tbe music.

"Are you still bored?" Stuart asked. I shook my head laughing. "Good."
He leaned forward, and before I knew it he kissed me. He done it so many times, but every time feels like the first kiss.