Collins Brothers Imagines

Druken thoughts (Crawford)

"Come on Crawf." You whisper to yourself more than to him actually.
You and your best friend Crawford decided to go to a party since it was your last week as a senior in high school. He let out a chuckle before stumbling over a table and into the living room. Unlike Crawford current state you weren't piss drunk.
You watched as Crawford struggled to take off his shoes and sit down. You just let out a giggle and walked over to him sitting down beside him.

"Crawford I think you need to get some rest."
He poked out his bottom lip into a pout and shook his head like a five year old child.

"No. I don't wanna."
You let out a small giggle at Crawford childish act. You watched as he scooted closer to you and stared at you.

"What is it?"

"You."
You were slightly taken back at his words. You gave him a confused look before you spoke.

"What do you mean me?"

He let out a chuckle before scooting even closer than before making his knee touch yours.

"You. You've been my best friend for a while and now thinking about it we could be so much more. I've seen the way you look at me and knowing that you feel the same way makes me happy."
He explained while taking in your face, making you blush under his harden stare.

"Crawford you don't know what you're talking about. You need to sleep. I'm going to go upstairs and get you a pair of your sweatpants."
You quickly jumped up and walked up the stairs and into your room making sure to be quiet because of your parents. You went straight to your closet and picked up a pair of grey sweatpants which took about five minutes.

"I want my black ones."

Jumping at Crawford's voice you quickly turn around and notice how close he was. He looked down at you and smiled. You can still tell that he's a bit drunk, but he must have sobered up a little bit to make it up the stairs.
You backed up a little bit and went back to the closet to find his black sweatpants. About five minutes into searching you couldn't find them anywhere. Groaning in annoyance you turned around and gave him his grey ones.

"Well um I couldn't find your black ones."

He laughed at your nervousness and took off his shirt, your eyes instantly fell to his abs and his V line that was peaking from his pants. Quickly you snapped out of your traced and looked back at his face. When you looked back at him he was already starring at you. You blushed and looked down at your feet.
He shuffled around for a couple of minutes before his feet came into your vision. You felt his finger under your chin and lifted your face to meet his gaze.
To be entirely honest you never felt so nervous around Crawford in your life.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered before leaning in and placing his lips on yours. You didn't move with his at first but a few seconds later you gave in. You slowly moved with his lips as he dropped his hand to your waist pulling you closer. You placed your hands on his shoulders as he deepen the kiss. You realized what was going on and you pulled away. He kept a firm grip on your waist and rested his forehead against yours.

"Why'd you stop?"

"C-Crawford we can't. This isn't going to work."

He sighed before reconnecting your lips and pulling you even closer if that was possible. The kiss was more passionate than the last and it made you wonder what is it that made you so interested in your best friend.
A few seconds later he pulled away and smirked.

"You don't know what would happened until you try."

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