WOSO Imagines

Reminisce (WHAT?! pt.2)

"...How'd you guys meet?"

"It's a really funny story actually..."

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8 years ago

It's your freshman year in the University of Virginia. Freshman orientations were tomorrow and to say you were nervous would be an understatement. None of your friends from high school would be attending the same university as you and didn't keep in touch over the summer so it's was a little nerve-racking to basically start a new life. That would be tomorrow's problem.

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Sitting near the back of the auditorium, you made yourself comfortable while waiting for the orientation to start. Looking around, everyone was with their friends, catching up, making a very loud auditorium.

"Is anyone sitting here?" You turn to your left to see a blonde girl wearing some athletic wear with a snapback on her head.

"Uh, no, feel free to use it."

"Thanks."

After some introductions, they split everyone off into smaller groups with other people to learn more about your specific majors. You just so happen to be in the same group as the girl that sat next to you.

"Guess you're still stuck with me a bit more."

"Guess so."

"What's your name?"

"Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, I'm Emily. It's so very good to meet you."

You just give her a small smile back. The whole tour, Emily would not stop making comments or jokes and that annoyed you so much, but somehow, you were intrigued with her. So, when the tour was over you said your goodbyes and quickly dashed to your apartment.

You didn't see her all that much the rest of the summer which was for a month. First day of school came around and you saw her again in your 10am class.

You were sitting at a seat towards the back of the classroom when you see someone walk towards your direction from the corner of your eye.

"Is anyone sitting here— hey it's you from orientation."

"Hi and no you can sit there if you want."

She turns to you after sitting down. "It's so funny that we keep running into each other. Are you stalking me or something?"

"Maybe you're the one stalking me, always getting to places after me and asking to sit next to me?"

"Huh, you're right. Maybe we're just meant to be."

"Shut up." You said, looking away, not wanting Emily to see your blushing cheeks.

After class, you quickly pack up all your stuff and head out the door. You hear someone running towards your direction, but think nothing of it as many people seem to be rushing, until you feel a hand on your shoulder. About to tell this person off, you realize who it was, you guessed it, it was Emily.

"Hey, Y/N."

"Hey, Emily."

"Um, so, I wanted to ask you something and don't feel like you have to agree l, but would you like to have lunch together?"

That question was not what you expected her to ask.

"Lunch?"

"Yeah? Don't feel pressured to say yes or something. I-I just—"

"Sure."

"Oh. That's alri— wait! Sure?" Emily's eyes lit up in surprise.

"Yeah, we can get lunch."

"Cool, cool. Um, can I get your number so we can figure out where and when we'll meet and stuff?" You take her phone and put in your number. She grabs it back and texts the number real quick. You hear a notification on your phone. "I gotta make sure that it was your number. Well I will catch you later. Bye Y/N."

"Bye Emily."

After getting lunch together, you and Emily have practically became inseparable. You both started to hang out more, go to college parties together, and you went to watch her games even though you knew nothing about soccer. You became her number one fan.

Towards the end of freshman year, you and Emily had lunch and is now walking around campus. She goes to sit under a tree and lays out her jacket on the grass next to her telling you to sit. She's always been a big gentlewoman. Once you're seated next to her, she grabs your closest hand.

"Uh, so, I don't really know how to start this, but I just really wanna get it out of my chest." She started to fidget and play with your fingers, you finding it cute how she's nervous. "I like you. I-I really really like you. You've got me hooked the second I asked to sit next to you during freshman orientation and I liked to think that all the times we went out were dates and not like friend dates but romantic dates. And I hope you feel the same way as I do cause if you don't then this is just really really embar—" She stops her rambling when she feels lips placed upon her own.

You kissed her. You were kissing her and she froze, not believing what was happening. When she feels you pulling away, she places her hand on both sides of your face and guides you back to her, kissing back.

"Woah." It was all that came out of Emily's mouth once you both pulled away. "Better than I've imagined."

"You've imagined kissing me?" You smirked.

"Uh-uh, among other things."

"What other things."

"That you were my girlfriend."

"Hmm. Your girlfriend huh?"

"Could you- would you... be my girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

With that, she grabs your face, pulling you in to kiss you again.

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"And Sonnet still talks a lot."

"Shut up." Emily whined, hiding her face in the crook of your neck.

"Aww. She's all shy and blushy."

"Alright. Alright." Ashlyn interrupts. "That was cute and all, but this is the real important question. What are your intentions with our dear friend Sonnet?"

"Of course to love and cherish her, like I said in our vows, but to also make sure she buys me all my cravings for the next couple of months."

"Good. Good."

"WAIT, WHAT?!" Emily shouts, standing up from her seat.

"Shh. Too loud babe."

"Sorry. But you're pregnant?" She whisper-yells. You nod. "Oh my god! Finally!" She kisses you.

You guys have been trying for a couple months to get pregnant and it finally happened. This was all Emily wanted the very first time she laid eyes on you. She finally has it.