The Keith Moon Imagines Book

Just Friends?

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Imagine being friends with Keith. You guys had known each other forever, really you couldn't remember a time without him. It really was quite the friendship, only one day, it had turned into a little something else. You had been at a party and Keith had gone with you. When the party began to die down, a few of you decided to start a game of spin the bottle.

"Pete, you're such a kid," you laughed as you watched Pete rub his hands together mischeviosuly as he watched the bottle spin.

"Oh. come off it, you know this game is great," he said as he gave you a nudge and a wink.

You laughed and looked back towards the bottle, which had stopped, pointing directly at you. You looked up to see who else it had landed on, and blushed like crazy when you met Keith's eyes. He gave you a nervous little wave and you started laughing.

"It's about time," Pete said, "well, get to it!"

You sat up and leaned across, both of you trying not to laugh as you leaned towards each other. You were giggly right up until you felt his lips on yours, then you both went quiet. You really hadn't expected to feel the way you did at that moment. His lips were soft and were moving in perfect sync with yours, and you couldn't get enough. His hand reached up to hold your face as he continued the kiss, forcing Pete to step in.

"Alright that's enough, that's enough, it's my turn," Pete said, pulling you two apart.

You both sat back down and laughed but, met each other's gaze with little grins. Keith bit his lip and for the rest of the night watched the bottle and hoped it would land on you again, but to his dismay, it did not. After the party, he walked you back to your car. You both felt the tension between you and did your best to ignore it.

"Pete throws the best parties," you said with a laugh as you kept your eyes on your feet while you walked.

Keith let out a laugh and shook his head, "Yeah, he sure does, I know I'm looking forward to the next one."

You blushed at that comment and did your best to hide it as you finally got to the car. You turned around and looked up at him to see he was intently studying you, his eyes moving along your body with a certain glimmer in them.

"Me too," you said distractedly as you thought about his kiss again.

Keith nodded and bit his lip as he put his hands in his pockets and looked down at his shoes while he kicked at the ground, "So, uhm," he coughed.

"I guess goodnight?"

He looked up again, "I suppose," he mumbled.

You looked down and fiddled with your car keys, not wanting to leave.

"Alright, goodnig-"

But you were stopped when he grabbed you and met your lips again. He kissed you hard and fast, leaving you breathless at his touch. You reached up to run your hands through his dark hair, tugging at it as you begged him for more with your kiss. He pushed you up against the car, letting out a moan as he felt your tongue slide along his bottom lip. He broke away quickly, his eyes dark and wanting as he tried to catch his breath.

"Do you really want this?" He said in a low husky voice as his hands held on tightly to your waist.

You nodded before you went back to his lips with need. He smiled into the kiss with satisfaction.

"Get in the car," he commanded in between kisses, and you gladly obeyed.

You both tumbled into the backseat, not daring to leave each other's lips for more than a moment while you each removed each other's clothing. You spent hours with him in that car, wishing the night would never end, and hoping Pete didn't come out and catch you. After that night, it became a regular thing, really you couldn't keep your hands off of each other. It was quite a mess, but you couldn't get enough of him and to your dismay, you felt yourself really falling for him, but you felt you couldn't tell him since it had become more of a casual thing. You told yourself you could handle it, but with every kiss or touch he gave you, you found it harder and harder to ignore the little sparks you felt everytime he sighed, or when you heard his voice saying your name. You were lying in bed one night trying to fall asleep but, groaning in frustration as you thought of all the things you wanted to say to him, but knew you couldn't. You were just about to turn off the light when you heard a knock on your door. You stood up and grabbed a blanket to wrap around yourself as you made your way to answer it. You looked through the peep hole to see Keith standing there.

"Look, I miss you too, but its nearly three A.M.," you said with a laugh as you opened the door.

His expression softed when he saw you, "Mind if I come in?"

"What do you think?" you said as you opened the door wider for him.

He walked in nervously, but tried his best to hide it from you. You closed the door and turned to look at him, almost surprised he hadn't grabbed you and kissed you yet. He stood there looking around the room. He seemed almost jittery when he looked up at you and so did you when you met those eyes, but you ignored the butterflies fluttering up in your stomach.

"So, what brings you here, Keith?"

"I, uhm, I think I need," he stuttered, shaking his head in frustration while he looked away from you as he tried to speak.

Something seemed different about him tonight, and it was keeping you on your toes as you hung onto each word he stuttered.

He stopped himself and let out a little breath before he looked back up at you, "I have to confess something."

You felt almost panicked when he said that, afraid he had met someone, or maybe had found out about your feelings for him, "Alright, what is it?"

He almost wanted to kiss you as he watched you wrap the blanket tighter around yourself, and he admired your messy hair and the sleepy look on your face. He too was feeling butterflies now.

"Promise you won't stop seeing me when I tell you this, because I really don't think I could bare that," he said softly.

You nodded your head quickly while you held your breath, dying for him to spit it out already, "I promise," you even crossed your heart quickly, making him laugh, but he soon went quiet again as he moved closer to you.

"(Y/n), I think, well no, I know actually," he started, "I'm in love with you."

You almost burst into tears in excitement as you let out your breath you'd been holding at his words.

"You don't have to say it back, in fact-"

You silenced him immediately when you threw your arms around him and attacked him happily with as many kisses as you could give. You felt him wrap his arms around you and lift you off the ground as he hugged you tightly.

"Oh, thank God," he breathed as he buried his face in your neck, smiling happily as he held onto you for the rest of the night and many days and nights after that.