3rd pov
School was finished and Wren was following Imogen home as Tabby had work to attend to.
''you know you didn't need to follow me, right? I could have walked by myself'', she points out to the boy.
Wren smiles as he looks at her.
''I know Im, but I wanted to and it gives me more time to spend time with you. Also, I'm a gentleman when I want to be and thought I should be one today and follow my girlfriend home. And of course this is a bonus'', he referred to their intertwined hands.
Imogen laughs.
''still, don't you have practice? I don't think your coach would want his star quarterback to skip training just for following his girlfriend home''.
Wren shrugs.
''I don't really care what coach thinks. If he has a problem with it, then he can kick me off the team. It's not like I actually enjoy football. I hate it. I really don't know why I'm still doing to be honest''.
Imogen stops right in front of the boy, making him look at her fully.
''you don't hate it, really. You just hate the fact that it's your father that told you to play. I have seen you on the field, Wren. I see the way it lights your eyes up when you're scoring. The way you and Shawn tackle each other after the game, because you just won. The fact that you jump on Greg's back after he takes a touchdown. You can tell whatever you want to yourself, but I can see that football actually is something you enjoy. It gives you some sort of comfort'', she states.
The Beasley boy slump his shoulder in defeat.
''I guess nothing can get past you. Still, I would much rather be with you then go to a stupid practice. I like spending time with my girlfriend, more than I like to play and that is something you can't prove I don't'', he smirks.
Imogen rolls her eyes as she intertwines their hands and goes back to her spot beside him.
''you certainly know how to charm yourself in, Wren''.
His smirked turned to a grin as they walked forward.
''yeah, what can I say? It is part of me and you love it. No need to try and deny it'', he said confidently.
''guess I do'', she mumbles hoping the boy didn't catch that.
But he did.
''heard that cara mia. Didn't think I did, did you now?'', his famous smirk was back on.
She shoved him lightly.
''take that smirk of your face and just walk me home in quiet''.
''that I will do miss'', he said in a british accent.
This made Imogen chuckle.
''you're such a goof''.
''only for you''.
She hides her blush from him.
''just let us walk and enjoy the breeze, and no speaking''.
The boy nods as he takes and zips his mouth with his hand, making the girl chuckle.
----
Ten minutes later
Wren and Imogen were now by the Hayworth estate.
''well, here we are. I would like to thank you for making my day so much better today, Imogen. You know for making me your boyfriend'', Wren wiggled his eyebrows.
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The sins of the past
FanficDive into a twisted tale as Wren Beasley unravels the mysterious and cryptic messages from a masked figure named A. In a twisted game of secrets and sins. Secrets emerge, connecting him with Tabby, Faran, Mouse, Noa, and Imogen. Amidst love and chao...