bowers gang preferences & imagines

h.b; enemies

he crawls in through my window, the moonlight illuminating his tan features beautifully.

his mane of golden hair is the first to enter my window. his lips part upward into a smile that shows his teeth. i smile back.

"hello, bitch" he smirks at you. he stands at the end of your bed. grasping your arms in his hands and pinning you back against your own bed.

"your hurting me" you wince.

his eyes soften up and he softens his grip as well. "im sorry" he mumbles.

"i was just kidding, i just wanted to see you turn soft" i giggle at him.

he grips my hands again, hovering his lips over my neck and starts sucking.

"i hate you" he mumbles into my skin.

"i hate you more, asshole" i reply, moaning towards the end.

"we all know that's not true, babydoll." he says, and i can feel his smirk against my neck.

i tug on his hair as he peppers kisses along my collarbone, craving his touch more then anything.

"henry, why do we pretend to hate each other when we know it's not true? why don't we just tell everyone about us?" i ask him.

ive been so tired of us pretending to hate each other, of being so rude to each other in public and then him coming into my room and fucking me in the night time.

i push his head off of my body, looking into his eyes.

"i want an answer" i plead to him.

"you don't find it hot when we're rude?" he says, furrowing his eyebrows together.

"i mean i do, i just wish we didn't have to pretend we didn't like each other around everyone else, i want them too all know your mine" i whine, pouting my lip.

"okay baby, next time we're around everyone, ill tell them" he says.

i lean up and kiss him. "thankyou" i smile.

he attaches his lips back to mine in a steamy kiss. "i love you, y/n"

you take a second to catch your breath. "i love you too, henry"

the next day

you lean up against the locker next to patrick and victor.

"and then i caught it on fire and i was like, woah!" patrick says, telling us some story.

i laugh, seeing henry making his way up the hallway. you gulp, knowing he was about to tell them.

he walks up to you, and smashes his lips onto yours, you widen your eyes as he bites your lip and pulls away.

the gang looks at you wide eyed.

"i love her guys" henry says, smiling at them. your legs go weak.

"well, that's one way to tell us" they laugh.

"wait, you guys aren't surprised?" you ask.

"well, uh.. we drove to y/n's house last night to ask if she wanted to hang out, and we heard her morning, so Patrick looked in and uh, yeah" victor chuckles and you blush.

you were just happy they all knew you were henrys.

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i thought this was super cute, lemme know what you guys think!

emma🥤