☙ rockstar imagines

*bad medicine

Your love is like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need

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JON'S POV

Halloween is not my favorite holiday, but I have to admit, Richie's Halloween parties are pretty fun to attend. He always found a way to make them cool with a bunch of decorations and, of course, a whole lotta alcohol. I've had a few drinks by now, and it felt like I was walking on a cloud with every step I took.

"Hey, man!" I yell to Richie over the music. He turns toward me, a big drunken smile on his face. "Have you seen Y/N?" I ask.

It takes him a minute to think. "I think she's in the kitchen. She was talking with some of the girls."

"Alright." I nod. I head towards the kitchen, stumbling a little along the way. I see Y/N standing there in the Halloween costume, talking with her friends and laughing. God, she looks so hot.

I walk up to her, snaking my arm around her waist. I smell her perfume as I pull her closer to me, and she chuckles as I do so.

"Hi, Jon." She smiles.

"Hey you." I kiss her lips. "I haven't seen you all night."

"You were next to me 20 minutes ago until you ran off with David to go do some shots." She beams.

"That feels like forever ago." I nuzzle my face against her neck.

She lets out a squeal. "Jon, my friends are right next to us."

I look over at them. "Then let's go somewhere else." I tell Y/N.

She excuses herself from her friends and follows me as we make our way to Richie's living room. We sit down on his big white leather sofa, and I put my arm around her shoulders.

"You're very touchy tonight." She remarks. "But you always get touchy when you're drunk."

"It's not just the alcohol, baby. It's you too." I say.

"Me?" She looks at me with a confused look.

"You're costume." I admit it as I scan her body.

Y/N smirks. "Does the skirt to my nurse costume distract you?"

"It's a little short." I tell my girlfriend.

She smiles up at me, and I crash my lips against hers. I don't really care that the house is filled with people. They're probably too wrapped up in their own conversations to notice us anyway.

The kiss gets more heated, and my thoughts are all over the place. I can't get Y/N off my mind, and it's not long before I feel my dick growing bigger in my pants. Y/N is quick to notice and breaks away from my lips.

"I have quite the effect on you, don't I?" She innocently giggles. I shift around on the sofa to try to hide the bulge in my pants.

Y/N pulls my chin towards her with her fingers, making eye contact with me. "I can take care of this." She almost whispers.

My ears practically melt at the sound of those words. I'm quick to get up on my feet, grabbing my girlfriend's hand along the way. We make our way through the crowd of people, ignoring the ones that want to stop us from making small talk, and we lock ourselves in the first empty room I see.