Indie imagines | Sam Fender | Inhaler

4| Bobby(Skeetz)| Supermassive Black Hole

The stairs have never felt so long and you were pretty much out of breath as you finally reached the door to the apartment. You had even heard the loud music two stories down.

Before knocking, you pulled a little at your skirt, making sure it sat right. Then you knocked but right after, you realised how stupid that idea has been because no one would've heard your knocking anyway. So you rang the bell, whose nob was right next to the name plate 'Elijah Hewson'.

You didn't have to wait long, just seconds after you ringed the bell, a grinning Rob opened the door. The music even louder, now that the door was opened. It took him a few seconds to realise who you were but when he did, there was a big smile plastered on his face and he rushed right over to you to welcome you with a hug. You've had feelings for him since about two months now, but never told him because you weren't so sure if they would even last. He's been a very good friend of yours as well as the other lads from inhaler, since you were Josh's cousin and lived right next to the McMahons growing up.

"There yer are, missus!" He said in excitement, clearly drunk because he only called you that when he's been drinking. A lot.

He took your hand and pulled you into the apartment, so he could close the door behind you. First thing he did then was handing you his cup that was nearly full.

"Yer can have it, I'll make me another one", he said, "I mixed it myself", he added, very proud of himself and you only giggled.

"Do you want to know the name I gave it?" You nodded and followed him, still led by his hand in your hand. He then turned to you and smiled a bit embarrassed. "I actually forgot what I called it, stupid alcohol. Hey, don't laugh!"

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Rob had left you on the 'dance floor' because he wanted to talk with some other friends. You stood on the side, bopping your head to the beat together with Josh. You two've always found it funnier to do that instead while everybody else was dancing wildly. In the corner of your eye, you saw Rob talking with some friend of his who was the Dj for the evening. He whispered something in his hear and then turned to you with a mischievous grin on his face.

Shortly after, a new song started playing. It was Supermassive Black Hole by Muse. Rob stole a beverage bottle from some random lad and then danced his way to, took your hand and pulled you into the dancing mess of people.

He then turned around to you and started singing enthusiastically into the bottle to the song.

"Ooh Baby don't you know I suffer", he started, looking at you the whole time.

"Ooh Baby can you hear me moan?" Rob clenched his free hand into a fist and held it close to his chest, squinting his eyes shut while making suitable face expressions. With big eyes and trying not to die from laughter, you looked to Josh somewhere behind you who was laughing his fecking arse off together with Ryan.

"You caught me under false pretenses, how long before you let me go?" Rob took your hand and continued dancing with you.

"Youuuuuuuuuuu, set my soul alight. Youuuuuuu set my soul alight", Rob sang and put his hands on your waist and you saw a slight bit of shyness coming through. To not make things weird, you put your arms on his shoulders, connecting your hands behind his neck. He grinned at you the whole time, while you danced yourselfs through the refrain.

Then Rob continued sining, letting go of you so he could continue singing into the plastic bottle.

"I thought I was a fool for no one", Rob sang looking at you, "but mmh Baby I'm a fool for you!"

He put his hands on your waist again, pulling you close to him as he looked down on you.

"Yer know, I really am a fool for yer", he chuckled as he leaned down, really close to your face, now back to talking again, not singing the lyrics. The plastic bottle was already thrown somewhere up in the air, you had no plan were it had landed. You were able to feel his breath on your skin when he was talking and then this was this feeling back in your stomach.

"Bobby you're drunk, you don't mean it", you said, not believing what he had said but he shook his head.

"No Yn, I mean it, I kinda have a thing for yer", he confirmed and actually seemed completely sober again, that's how serious he was.

I don't know this was funnier in my head haha, but I enjoyed writing it!