Colby Brock Imagines

House Party

To celebrate the Trap House 2.0, the boys throw a party with all of their friends. Kat brings her friend, y/n, and Colby can't seem to keep his eyes off her.

Warnings: some curse words

Word Count: 2444

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"Can you help tie me?" I ask Kat as I hold the blue strings together behind my neck for her to grab. She nods before gripping onto the bikini top strings and tying them together. Once she is done, I step back to look at myself in the mirror as she sneaks a peek as well.

"Dude, blue is your color. It looks so good on you," Katrina tells me as her eyes watch me through the mirror in front us. I roll my eyes and a chuckle escapes my lips.

"Says the literal queen of blue," I say, pointing up at her blue locks. The girl literally has blue hair and rocks it on the daily, then has the audacity to say that it is my color. Um, no Kat, it's yours.

"Well then you ought to believe me, considering it's coming from the queen," She tries to speak in a royal sounding accent and waves her hand in the air, showing me her queen wave. She stops for a second before we look at each other and bust out laughing.

"Okay your majesty, we need to hurry up getting ready for this party you're dragging me to," I inform her as I pull up my black shorts before running to her closet to steal a shirt from her. After searching for a little bit, I decide to where her white shirt that says, "I think she wants to be me" and tie it in a knot in the front.

"What do we think?" I ask Kat as I turn around and show her the fit. She turns around, still blending her eyeshadow, and smiles.

"Beautiful as always. Are you wearing your white vans? Those would be cute with that outfit," She tells me as she turns back around, concentrating on blending.

"Katrina, when do I not wear my white vans?" I scoff as I slip them on.

"Oh, I know. They are barely even white anymore," She jokes, moving on from eyeshadow to mascara.

"Hey, I will have you know that I cleaned them just for this party that you have been talking about all week long." She rolls her own eyes at me before continuing on her makeup. I plop down onto her bed and watch her as she perfects her already gorgeous face with a little bit of highlighter and then completes her look with a touch of lipstick.

"I thought you said this was a pool party so why are you putting on makeup? I mean I have on waterproof liner and mascara and a little bit of lip gloss, but this will stay on in the water for the most part," I tell her as she goes to her drawer to pick out the perfect bathing suit.

"Well, I don't plan on actually swimming, like diving my head underwater and stuff. I'm just going to keep my head above the water because I didn't do all this for it to wash away," She says as she gestures towards her face. I chuckle at her before speaking again.

"But didn't you say Sam is roommates with a bunch of goofballs? You're definitely going to get splashed or something," I inform her, and she shakes her head before pulling out a bathing suit and putting it on. She slips on some clothes to go over it and grabs her keys.

"Ready to go?" She looks at me. I stand up, sliding my phone into my back pocket, and nod before walking behind her to her car. After a car ride full of loud singing and cringy dance moves, we pull up to Sam's new house.

"Woah," I say as my eyes gander upon the huge house. With all the palm trees and the beachy vibe the place gives off, no wonder Sam keeps saying he's "moving to Hawaii".