Gigi Hadid Imagines (gxg)

chill, mommy (requested)

"Anyone see where my girl went off to?" Gigi asked her friends as she finished the last of her drink.

Placing her empty glass on the bar, she looked at where her friends were pointing to.

"She went off to dance a few minutes ago." One of them explained.

Gigi spotted you across the room and at first, she smiled a little because it was clear that you were having a good time and it was nice to see since you've been so stressed lately.

That's why she brought you along to this party that her friends were throwing tonight.

You needed a night to destress and let your hair down.

But her smile faded when she noticed that you weren't alone.

She watched as some strange girl came over to your side and tried to dance with you - and a little too sexily and intimately for Gigi's liking.

"Excuse me for a moment," Gigi told her friends before stepping away from them.

She walked to you and you sent her a bright smile when she was finally standing right in front of you.

"Gigi!" You smiled brightly and wrapped your arms around her for a second before pulling back. "Did you come to dance with me?"

When you looked at her again, you saw that she was clenching her jaw.

But not at you.

But rather at the girl beside you.

She was clearly very drunk and that wouldn't be an issue normally because Gigi had no idea who this girl was and she'd just let her carry on with her own business.

But she was watching you very closely, practically gazing at you with hearts in her eyes.

Before Gigi could say anything, the girl tapped you on your shoulder and spoke up as you turned to face her.

"Hi, sexy girl. Would you like to dance with me?"

"No, thanks." You answered.

"Ah, I get it. You don't wanna dance. I don't blame you. This party is getting a little boring. What do you say we get out of here? We could go back to my place."

The girl began to brush her fingers across your arm as she flirted with you, only to stop when Gigi stepped in.

"Why don't you go home alone and get your hand off of my girlfriend?" She said as she angrily clenched her jaw and stared her down.

Not wanting this to get out of hand, you quickly put your arms around Gigi to hug her from behind and whispered in her ear,

"Chill, mommy."

"I'm sorry." The girl said before hurrying away.

You thought everything would be fine after that and you could return to having fun at the party.

But Gigi wasn't in the mood to party anymore.

"Get your things. We're going home."

"What? Why?" You questioned.

"What do you mean why? You just called me mommy. In front of everyone."

You smirked as you realized what she was getting at.

"Oh, did mommy like it?"

"Shut up and get your coat on." She mumbled as she laid her hand on your lower back, leading you to your friends and your things. "I'm so sorry to do this but we have to go."

"Oh, no! Why?" One of her friends asked disappointedly.

"Well, Y/N's not feeling very great," Gigi spoke.

"Oh, that sucks. Feel better soon, Y/N."

"Take good care of her, Gigi."

"Oh, trust me, I will," Gigi said as she helped you with your coat. "I can promise you that."

She led you out of the house a moment later and out to the car, noticing the smirk you had on your face.

"I can't believe you called me mommy in there. What if someone heard?"

"Oh, well." You said and shrugged your shoulders.

She shook her head with a smile and then took a second to brush her fingers across your thigh teasingly.

"Just wait until we get home. You're all mine for the night."

"Sounds good, mommy." You smirked and watched her do the same before she drove off.