Charlie Puth Imagines {COMPLETE}

bowling | boyfriend

Tonight, you and your boyfriend were going on a bowling date. You liked to bowl, and every single time you went, you seemed to get better. The thing was, every time you went with Charlie, he always beat you, without fail. No matter how much you improved, he was always better.

"How about you let me win tonight?" You teased in the car as he drove there.

"I don't think so, Y/N," he grinned. "Maybe if I get enough kisses I'll bowl with my non-dominant hand."

"Okay," you said, craning your neck and giving him one at the next red light.

Before you got there, your tradition was always to get wings at the restaurant a block away. You both knew that the food at the bowling alley was out of your budget, so you just ate beforehand, and wings were the go-to.

"What kind of wings should we order?" Charlie asked, pulling into the stall at the wing place.

"We did the buffalo parmesan last time and they were too hot," you said.

"You're a big baby," he insulted.

"Shut up, you spat the last ones out," you giggled.

"I don't remember that," he said, shifting his eyes playfully. "The garlic parmesan ones sound good. Would you like those babe?" You nodded. "And what sauce?"

"I wanna try it with the less spicy buffalo, the cheese and then... ranch."

"M'kay," he said, rolling down his window to order. He ordered, not even asking you what to drink, because he already knew that you always ordered root beer.

Soon enough, your food came and you ate together before going to the bowling alley.

"I think you should let me win," you persuaded, giving him another kiss.

"Maybe I'll consider bowling with my left hand," he said, rolling his eyes and giving you another.

"Okay," you grinned, hoping that now maybe you had a chance. You also knew that you would never hear the end of it if he beat you left-handed.

You rented your shoes and then went down to the alley and you were off to a great start. You were leading by 14 points, but unfortunately Charlie was getting better even left-handed.

You decided you had to really step up your game and you put more and more effort into it.

So for the next round, you really concentrated and swung your arm straight and hard with lots of power.

A strike!

"Wow, Y/N, that was incredible," he said, looking genuinely impressed. You smiled proudly.

"Thank you." Despite your very best efforts, though, by the tenth round, you were only 4 points ahead.

"Are you going to win tonight, Y/N?" Je asked you as he bowled again. Your heart sank as it was a strike.

"Yes," you insisted. This was your last turn, you couldn't mess this up. You took the ball and concentrated hard. In your peripheral vision, you saw Charlie was watching you and he didn't look entirely convinced you were going to beat him.

"Don't look at me like that!" You laughed and he laughed too.

"Give it what you've got," he said as you bowled straight and clean and hit... every pin! "Wow, Y/N. I guess you really did beat me," he said, honestly a little surprised you beat him, even left handed.

"that's right," you smiled. He gave you a hug and you went to go and return your shoes and get your other ones.

"Good game, Y/N."

"Thank you, Char," you smiled.
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