Crush Imagines

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Hii! I wrote this for my bestie, @Charlotte_Winston39 . It's another Valentine's day story. I hope you enjoy!!

"y/n, be for real. You and c/n barely talk and you expect him to ask you out? You're crazy!" my best friend, Lexi (me <3) lectured.

I just shrugged. She was probably right. But when you're madly in love, you tend to get your hopes up too high.

Today was Valentine's Day. Everyone at school was gossiping about the different couples they saw together at school. I imagined that c/n would come up to me with a box of chocolates or something like that. I knew it probably wouldn't actually happen, but it was fun to dream about it.

"You know what, lets make a deal," Lexi said.

"Uh, what kind of deal??"

"We have pep band tonight. If c/n still hasn't asked you out by the end of the game, you've gotta move on."

JSJSJS I based the bet off of this couple at our school. We told them that if they didn't kiss by the end of the basketball game, they would have to break up. We didn't think they'd do it because they're wimps, but they did. I had to witness it. *barfs* Charlotte knows who I'm talking about.

I hesitated and then nodded.

"There's other guys out there, you know," Lexi said, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged her hand off. "Yeah, I know."

"But none are like c/n," I thought.

[Time Skip]

We were in the middle of the song "Wild Thing" (my fave marching band song) when I first spotted c/n. I looked up at Lexi, who was sitting a few rows higher than me, and we both exchanged an unexplainable look.

As I continued to play the song, I thought about the chances of c/n asking me out. They were pretty slim.

For one thing, I might not even be able to talk to him the whole game because he'll be playing. The only chance I had was after the game. And even if I do get to talk to him, I doubt he'll ask me out right then and there.

The truth is, I dont want to move on. Although I tend to obsess over guys a lot, c/n was different from the others. Even though he annoys the sh** out of me, it's kind of charming in a way. I don't even know if that makes sense. I love him because I hate him...?

Ohhh, and don't even get me started on looks. He's flat out gorgeous. He looks so hot in flannel

Everyone does, though.

He's anyone's dream boyfriend.

[Time Skip]

The scoreboard buzzed loudly. The game was over. And I hadn't even gotten close to making eye contact with c/n.

I slumped onto one of the cafeteria tables and Lexi sat beside me.

"It's not looking too good for you," she said.

I hummed in response. I didn't feel like talking at the moment.

Just when I was about to give up and go home, I heard a voice behind me.

"Uh.. y/n?"

I turned around and saw c/n. Gawd he looked so fine in his sweaty basketball uniform.

"What's up?" I responded, trying to keep my cool.

He scratched his neck. "I know we dont talk much, but, uh.."

"Mhm?"

Nah. He was about to ask me out. c/n, the boy of my dreams, was about to ask me out.

"Maybe we could.. like.. hangout sometime? Just the two of us?"

I couldnt help smiling wide. It wasnt the response I had dreamed of him saying, but it was better than nothing.

"Um, okay! Sure!" I exclaimed.

He returned the smile, which made my heart flutter. It was such a cheesy smile. I would've cringed if anyone else smiled at me like that. Crush's privilege, I guess.

No need to forget about c/n anymore. No need to dream about him either, because now it's reality. I'm not single on Valentines Day after all!!