Classic Rock Imagines

𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝙾𝚏 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 (𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜)

☞︎ okay homies! Here's another Dave imagine for the lovely -mdeeee
Hope you like this one! ☜︎

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꧁𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙿𝙾𝚅꧂

"You make me so fucking happy, Y/N." Dave whispered to you.

"Don't curse Dave, you're not that way." You whispered back.

Dave brushed off my comment with a laugh. "But you do. You know that."

"I know. And you know-"

"I make you happy." Dave finished for you. "At least I hope I do. I'm doing the best I can here!" He laughed.

"Yes you do! You're the greatest!"

"But— if our parents ever find out what we just did..." Dave's voice trailed off.

"I— please don't remind me. I mean for God's sake you made me skip class for this!" You cried.

"They're gonna find out either way, I know." Dave shook his head.

"Mr. Davies!" A voice yelled from behind you.

You and Dave were in the middle of a grassy park, surrounded by trees.

Dave stood up and twirled around. "Oh fuck! They found us."

Two of the schools officers were running toward you.

Tears welled up in your eyes. "If my mother finds out about this....oh my God."

Dave looked at you with pain in his eyes. "It's okay love, I promise it'll be okay. I love you, just know that, okay?"

Tears started to run down your face as the officers got to Dave. "I love you too." You whispered.

"I'm going to have to ask you to come with me Mr. Davies. This is the the 20th time this semester we've caught you skipping class."

Dave frowned and looked at you. He mouthed the word, "run" to you.

You shook your head and cried more.

They officers turned to you. "Now, now madame, you're not in too much trouble, we'll just have to tell your parents you skipped."

Though you should've been happy about that, it made you feel worse.

This meant your parents would find out that you and Dave had skipped class to have sex.

One officer took Dave by the arm and walked him in one direction and the other, led you the other way.

When you arrived home, the officer told your parents what they'd found at the park.

Once the officer had left, your father turned to you. "Y/N, what were you and Davies doing out there?" Your father had never particularly been a fan of Dave, said he was a bad influence on you.

You looked at the ground, more tears forming in your eyes.

Your mother sat on the couch a sad look on her face. "Listen love, if you don't tell us..... I— I just don't know what to say."

"Look, did you— how do I put this—" your dad started.

Soon you got tired of your parents fumbling on their words trying to deny the worst.

"We had sex, dad!" You screamed, tears flooding your face.

You turned and ran up the stairs to your room, not even bothering to look at your parents faces.