Joe Mazzello Imagines

Who are the girls? - Dustin Moskovits

So I might have gotten a bit carried away after watching The Social Network. I couldn't help it, I had to write about his character. But I will write a part two to the previous imagine next. Thank you!

I really wish I was anywhere but here right now. I didn't even want to go out tonight, wanting instead to stay in bed and read my book, but it turns out, I didn't even have a choice in the matter.

But lets get one thing straight. I am not friends with Christy at all. That bitch is bat-shit crazy, and she hides it well enough until it's too late to escape from her. She's pretty good at digging her claws into you that way. Well, that's what it's like for my sister, anyway, since she's her friend which is why I was forced to go with her tonight. She didn't want to be left alone with her, which I fully understand.

What I don't understand is why she would leave me in a crowded restaurant while she and Christy hooked up with a couple of guys in the bathroom. That's such a low move on her behalf. Luckily I had my book with me seeing as I never leave without it. But now there is just no chance for me to bring out my book as the girls and I sit on the couch patiently with the guys they hooked up with. Mark and Eduardo I think their names were? I don't know. I'm terrible with names. But apparently while we were at the restaurant, Mark had a sudden inspiration hit him, so that's why we're currently in his room waiting for whoever it is he called to come over. But I still don't know why I'm still here.

But then two other guys enter the room, one leaning against the wall near Eduardo and the other taking the free space next to me, his arm and leg brushing up against mine. My heart is racing super fast and it doesn't help that the guy beside me is super cute either. To help my heart, I try not to look at him, but then again, I can see him sneaking a few glances in our direction from the corner of my eye.

"Okay, your here." Mark starts saying quickly, pacing around in front of us. "We're expanding theFacebook to Yale and Columbia. Dustin, I want you to share the coding with me." The guy beside me nods. Well, I guess I know his name now and I don't have to keep referring to him as 'the cute guy' in my head. "Chris, your going to be in charge of publicity and outreach. You can start by getting the story about the expansion in the B.U. student newspaper." Mark, Chris and Eduardo start rapid firing questions and answers to and from one other and I'm finding it super hard to keep up. I could probably help and say that I work in the student newspapers, but I rather not get involved in this mess. But then the guy beside me raises his hand and speaks up, gaining my attention.

"Who are the girls?" His voice is super soft, but there is a hint of playfulness within it.

"Christy, Alice and Y/N." Eduardo points to us and I smile a greeting to Dustin, trying to stop a blush from forming. But then he does the most adorable thing and smiles, waves and says hello to us. Why do I find this so adorable?

Mark, Eduardo and Chris start talking rapidly among themselves once again before dispersing their separate ways suddenly to do their tasks. Dustin still remains behind.

"Are they always like this?" I ask him, seeing as Christy and Alice are chatting with one another, but in this case, I don't mind at all.

"Pretty much, but sometimes it's worse." I chuckle and I can feel him lean in slightly closer to me, and I try not to react. I rather not embarrass myself tonight. "Do you want to see how programming a website works?" He asks me and my heart flutters a little. Gosh, I'm experiencing some girly shit right now. I'm not used to this.

"Yeah, sure." I smile.

"Cool, c'mon." He stands up and grabs my hand so I'm not away from his warmth for too long. He sits me on the bed before he sits at the desk in front of it and I become engrossed in him as he starts his programming. To be honest, I'm only picking up little bits here and there of what he's saying to me as I'm more paying attention to his facial expressions and gestures.

Throughout this whole time, I've never seen him without a hint of a smile, which is what drew me to him in the first place. The way he talks about what he's doing, with so much passion, curiosity and wonder, it makes me want to listen to the way he talks for hours. And then there is his facial expressions as he's coding. The way he scrunches his eyebrows every once and a while as he thinks about what coding should come next. The way he arches his eyebrows when he sees something that doesn't seem right, but then smiles when he fixes it. It's weird how much you notice about someone in such a short amount of time.

"Hey." He says and I snap out of my thoughts to notice he's turned fully towards me, giving me all of his attention. "Your staring."

"I am?" He nods, a smile playing at his lips. "Oh, I'm sorry." I blush and look down, nervously playing with my rings on my fingers. He puts a hand on mine, making me freeze my actions and look up at him.

"It's okay, don't be sorry. I think it's cute." My blush deepens, but I manage to form a shy smile. "You know what, I can finish this tomorrow. Do you want to get out of here?" He asks, catching me by surprise, but I immediately know the answer.

"Please."