The Keith Moon Imagines Book

Nice to Meet You

Imagine standing outside the back door of a bar. You needed a break from the loud music and all of the people that had crowded into the place. You leaned your back against the wall and let out a sigh. You got up and you were just about to go back in and find your friends when the door swung open and someone crashed into you. You stumbled back, mentally bracing yourself to fall, but just before you could,

"Whoa, hey!" The person said in a British accent as his arms caught you up in them.

You met a pair of brown eyes, the biggest eyes you'd ever seen to be exact, and he was blushing like mad.

"I cannot tell you how sorry I am," he said as his eyes studied you in a daze, "I am an absolute mess, so clumsy."

He seemed nervous as he spoke which made you smile.

"No, really it's no problem at all," you said quietly, finding you yourself were falling into a daze just looking at him and the way he was gazing at you.

You felt as though you could stay there forever, and you wanted to, but you felt you were being rude.

"Oh," you said with a nervous laugh as you realized his arms were still around you.

"Oh," he said back, releasing you, "sorry, I- didn't mean to be forward," he stopped, seeming frustrated with himself for being so silly.

He let out a deep breath and held out his hand, "Keith, Keith Moon."

"(Y/n)," you said, taking his hand in yours.

"Beautiful," he said softly.

"What?" You said, still shaking his hand and trying not to giggle about it.

"I, uh- you're name, it's beautiful," he said, blushing even more.

"Thank you," you replied.

"You are too," he said, a little more confident now.

"Really?" You said with a laugh.

The two of you still shook hands and you didn't care. This was absolutely wonderful.

"Yes, really," he said with a big smile.

You felt yourself getting lost in that smile now and you'd forgotten you'd just met the man so it wasn't a surprise to you when you felt him pull you into him, pressing his lips hard to yours.
You leaned back on the wall and grabbed his tie to drag him to you, keeping your lips on his all the while. The kiss was incredible. His hands ran down your waist and yours cupped his face now. You felt him smile against your lips and he let out a giggle.

"It's nice to meet you, (y/n)," he said in between kisses.

You let out a laugh as he moved his kisses down to your neck, "It's nice to meet you too, Keith."