Tik Tok Imagines and Preferences

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*this photo truly hits different*

I sat in the Sway house, eating my dinner when Quinton came over to me,

'that's my seat y/n what are you doing in it?',

Quinton asked me in a sarcastic way.

'what the fuck do you want Quinton?',

I asked the quite well dressed boy standing in front of me.

'aye no swearing but can I join you here?',

Quinton asked me. I didn't quite know what to say, I froze Quinton and I hadn't talked in six months he used to be my best friend but things just fell apart but now he wants to sit next to me, the only thing that I could think of is that he wanted something from me,

'what do you want Q?',

I asked whilst he sat down, I was enhanced by his eyes which were fixated on me.

'why do you think I want something?',

he asked still staring at me.

'because once you found moved here, you completely dumped me even though you promised me that you would never do that. I lived in LA, but as soon as you moved here, to LA, to where I was but no I clearly wasn't good enough. Look at you now, you are thriving and here I am having to avoid seeing literally all of my closest friends because every time I look you it hurts, you're thriving and I'm barely surviving without you',

I essentially yelled, I said it without even thinking about what I said, it took me a minute to process it but once I realized I just went back to looking at my food. I had done everything in my power to hide that I was struggling with not only Quinton but a lot of my friends because I didn't want them to tell Quinton, I wanted him to think I was okay. He reached for my hand but as soon as I saw it I pulled my hands away,

'what are you saying y/n?',

Quinton asked me. I ignored him, I couldn't bare this anymore, his eyes were on me, mine were beginning to tear up, people began to enter the room at first I was frozen but I quickly ran out of the house, sitting myself down on the front steps beginning to cry. I heard Quinton running our behind me.

'y/n what the hell is going on?',

Quinton asked me still confused, I kept crying, Quinton quickly pulled me into his chest wrapping his arms around me, I kept trying to speak but it was over run by my sobs,

'it's okay just breathe y/n. it's okay',

Quinton said squeezing me tight.

'I-I love you and when you just left me, well just stopped talking to me my mental health declined, I realized that I just couldn't, I can't live without my best friend because I am so completely and utterly in love with you!',

I said still crying. Quinton pulled away, I stopped crying as he looked into my eyes without warning he kissed me, I froze in shock I was confused. I pulled away, he was still holding onto my face but began to talk,

'I regret everything that has happened over the past 6 months because it hasn't been with you, these past few months have been horrible without you. I stopped talking to you because every time I saw you I was overcome with my feelings and I didn't think you felt that way',

Quinton said mesmerizing me. I wiped the tears off my face,

'I love you y/n',

Quinton added on to what he said, I went to kiss him back but saw something move in the corner of my eye, I quickly turned around and saw the boys standing in the window looking at us,

'Quinton it appears we have an audience',

I whispered to him making him turn around, the boys saw us, everybody ran away apart from Bryce, he began to yell,

'THANK FUCK Y'ALL ARE BACK',