Crush imagines

6

It was the first day of the floor hockey unit in gym class. And it was safe to say you weren't too stoked about it.

"It should be somewhat fun," your friend said

"It's floor hockey, it'll never be fun" you responded.

You walked into the gym with your bright-colored uniform on, hoping no one would look at you at all.

You had a crush in this class which wasn't very ideal for you since you always looked like a wreck after gym classes.

"Y/n look, there's h/n" your friend pointed

She often liked to point him out just to make you squirm. Every time you'd hope he wouldn't notice anything.

Not much later your gym teacher put you on teams for the unit and you were going to be playing games against other teams. Of course, h/n was on your team.

"You're on my team?" He asked you, his tall figure towering over you.

"Yeah" you smiled and nodded

He held up his hands for you to high-five. And you gave him the high five. He was cute and athletic, and you knew other girls probably thought the same.

When the games began, you realized how trash you were at floor hockey and how good h/n was. He kept on cheering for your team and making funny remarks

He was so into the game because he was naturally competitive, and so was the other team. You being the person who seriously wanted to sit out, let them play while you watched the game.

You were spacing out and didn't hear someone yelling at you to hit the puck. Suddenly you felt a whack on your face.

How embarrassing.

In a blink, you were sitting on the floor with your knees up against your chest. A bandaid over the nick on your eyebrow. The nurse had said you were lucky, if the cut had been any deeper, you would have needed stitches

You had been sitting in the nurse's office for about 10 minutes waiting for the nurse to come back. Then randomly the door swung open and h/n walked in.

"Excuse me. Why are you here" the nurse asked.

"I just need to see y/n, please," He said walking over to you.

You went to speak but he beat you to it.

"I'm so sorry" He placed his hand on your cheek, his thumb gently rubbing over the bandaid on your eyebrow.

"H/n it's ok, you didn't mean to" you smiled up at him. He put his hand just next to your leg to hold himself up to see your face a little better.

"Y/n, I feel really bad. I mean- I'll do anything to repay you" He said

You stayed silent knowing exactly what you wanted him to do to repay you. You wanted him to-

"Y/n?" He said disrupting your thought

"Hmm?"

"Let me take you on a date" He smiled cockily, eagerly waiting for your response

Your face dropped, that was a bit of what you'd wanted, but it was the last thing you would've expected.

"H/n-"

"Please? I've been wanting to ask you for weeks, but I got too scared and I didn't know how to ask"

Deep down you seriously wanted this to happen but you kept thinking about what other people would think. If people would be happy for you or not so happy.

"We can be private," He said. Your lips turned into a small smile, you nodded your head a bit.

"Really? Good, I was nervous you were going to say no" He smiled at you, as he grabbed a piece of paper from the nurse's desk.

He began to scribble something down. When he was finished he handed the paper to you. You stared at the 10 numbers on the paper. It was his phone number.

"Text me when you get home, promise?" He held your hand in his.

"Promise," you said smiling.

He left the nurse's office, leaving you with a wide, bright smile.