crush/boyfriend imagines

✨rAiL mE✨

WARNING: strong language and mature content. I'm not going to write exactly that cuz I don't wanna write it, but it'll get pretty close, just so y'all know.
Anyway, I got this idea from a party I went to last weekend.

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Currently. . . I'm at a party with my friends.

I don't usually do parties. Why, you ask? Oh, 'cause I've just never been invited. I'm a senior in high school and I've never been invited to a single party. I went to one really small one after our boys won the championship for the second year in a row, but not many people were there, not even many of the guys.

Anyway, technically this is my second party, which is what I like to count it as just so it sounds better, but truly, it's my first.

It was a house party and this guy's house was hella nice. One of the nicest I've ever seen in this small town.

Anyway, skipping past all the boring stuff. . .
One of my guy friends had just made a joke about my virgin self, soon after turning it into a lecture on how to get myself laid.

"You just gotta say it," he said.

"What?! No," I said aghast.

"That's what I keep telling her!" My best friend agreed.

"Any guy is always down, you just gotta ask 'em," g/f stated. Then he walked away.

"If he knew who you wanted to fuck, he'd be so against it. He'd be saying everything the complete opposite as he just was," bsf/n leaned in, speaking quietly to me.

"Oh god, I know," I replied widening my eyes.

"'Cause he knows what an asshole his brother is," she spoke again in the same amount of quietness.

I just shook my head in agreeance.

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Later during the night -practically morning-, I was sitting on a barstool at the counter sipping at a bottle of water when c/n came up behind me, touching me on the shoulder as he sat down next to me, grabbing a bottled water of his own.

"Ya havin' fun, y/nn?" He asked, referring to me as y/nn, like everyone else does, instead of by my full first name.

I nodded my head as I took a sip of water.

"Yea?"

"Yes sir," I said pursing my lips into a smile and raising my eyebrows slightly. I took another sip of water awkwardly.

It had taken me so long to finally be able to act normal around someone as hot as he was, but after what g/f had said, the nerves were all coming back at full force.

"Ah, good, I know you're not really a party person," he said taking a drink of his own drink.

"I would be if I got invited!" I exclaimed, I little butthurt. "These things are what I live for man,"

"Ah, I see, I see," he said chuckling lightly at my exuberance.

I laughed a little as well.

After that, I knew he was talking, and I knew I was conversing with him normally, but I also was kind of in my head. This man. . . is so fine.

His jawline is the most perfect thing I've ever seen. . .

His smile makes my heart seize and I almost can't breathe when he does smile. Especially when he smiles as me. . .

He gets those crinkles by his eyes when he smiles as well. . .

His voice and speech patterns are mesmerizing as hell. . .