In this imagines there's gonna be a few flashbacks. I got this idea from listening to Tori Kelly's "I was Made For Loving You" ft. Ed Sheehan.
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Y/N POV:
I was ten when my life was turned upside down. But not in a bad way, in a good way. It was the day I meet my best friend. Bruce Wayne.
I remembered the day I talked to him for the first time. It made me smile, remembering the days when we had nothing to worry about.
I looked at the picture of us, my two front teeth missing my hair in piggy tails, my arms around Bruce's shoulder smiling at the camera. Bruce had a small smile on his face, his hair messy. He was looking at me, with a look in this eyes, that I didn't catch until we were both 18.
Flashback
"Bruce you made it to the party!" I yelled over the music as I throw my arms around his neck and gave him a hug.
"Yea, I had to make sure you made it home." He mumbled as he gave me a quick hug back and placed his hands in his pockets.
I smiled up at him as I drank from my red solo cup. He grabbed the cup and placed it somewhere else. I frowned and he looked away, watching people have fun.
"You wanna dance?" I asked as I put my fingers through his belt loops and pulled him towards me.
His cheeks turned a bright red, he licked his lips and shook his head no. He removed my hands and went to go sit on the couch. I tilted my head and looked at him.
I just wish he would return my feelings. It hurt inside knowing he only saw me as a sister. I didn't want him to see me that way, I wanted to be more. I looked at him one more time, and shook my head.
I disappeared into the crowed and danced with so many people I lost count. One guy, I had forgot his name, since I had more than one drink in me, I believe his name was Jack or something like that, asked me to follow him, so I did.
"Y/N Y/L/N!" I heard my name being yelled.
I turned around and saw Bruce making his way towards me. I giggled and jumped into his arms, putting my legs around his waist. Bruce gave me a look and I looked down.
"You're coming with me." He said as he made his was to his car.
"Man, we were gonna have fun." I heard Jack say
"Yea, we were gonna have fun." I mumbled
"No, she is coming with me and that's it!" Bruce yelled
"Fine, she was just a slut anyway." Jack said
I was a slut? Im a slut. Logan was right.
Bruce set me down and made his was over to Jack. I left as soon as I heard the first punch being thrown. I walked out the door and towards my spot.
I wrapped my arms around me and sat in the grass, looking at the pond. I heard someone sit beside me. There hand reached out and took mine.
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Batman and Superman Imagines
Teen FictionI do Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent imagines. May contain spoilers