Will Poulter Imagines

He's Your (Jealous) Best Friend

(Its a long one, so I hope you like long ones..!)

"(Y/N)." Someone says from beside me.
"(Y/N)." They say in a more sing song voice.
I look over to my side and rub my eyes, they hurt from looking at Adam for too long.
I had a slight problem when it came to Adam, I just, liked him. A lot.
"I'm sorry Will." I say as I look at him with my head on my elbow.
He looks over at Adam and then at me.
"I bet you are." He says in all seriousness and then he breaks into a laugh showing his nice smile.
"Are we still up for Jungle Jims tonight?" He asks me.
I jump up because I completely forgot about that.
I've never been to Jungle Jims, but that's the main reason why we were going there.
So I could see the crazy stuff they had, they literally had Pig Heads in there.
So Will says anyway.
"I forgot about that!" I say.
Will shakes his head and stands up to the bell.
I stand up to and we exit the room with our stuff in our hands.
"You have something else to do don't you? Please tell me its not Adam." He says.
I blush at his stupid joke even though he looked more pissed when he said it instead of jokingly.
"I just wanted to know if you wanted to go dress shopping with me. Its for that dance.. you know." I say.
Will looks over at me and adjusts the books in his hands.
"I really think you're asking the wrong person." He says as he stops at his locker.
I look at him and my smile drops.
"You're not the wrong person because you're the only person." I say.
"What about your dad?" He asks.
I look at him with a glare, knowing my face probably looks stupid.
"Because he'll just tell me they're all ugly until I try on one that's made of a turtle neck and skants or whatever they are called." I say.
Will laughs and throws his stuff as he takes my stuff and putting it in his locker.
I shared a locker with him because I don't like getting into mine.
"True." He says as he closes his locker door.
"I guess I can go."
I thrust my fist into the air and then back to the side.
"Yes!" I say.
He looks over at me and laughs. "I mean it won't be better than pig heads and snakes, but it'll do I guess." He says.
My eyes widen at his words and my mouth makes an 'o' form.
"Snakes!" I say.
"Man."
Will laughs and we exit the school.
We later on arrive at this store that sells dresses and I automatically don't know what to do.
"Will, you pick something out or something." I say.
His eyebrows shoot up in confusion.
"Please?" I ask.
"A man knows what a woman looks good in."
He slumps his shoulders and says, "Fine."
He looks through the dresses like I do before he lands on something that I didn't pick up.
"This." He says as he struggles to take it from the rack but finally does.
I look it over and laugh.
"I like the color. The style is great too, but I want something eith sleeves." I say.
"Oh." He says as he puts it back. We looks through the entire store and head to the dressing rooms in the back.
"Here, I like this one and the color would maybe look good on you." He says as he hands me a red dress.
"Thanks." I say.
I don't look at it, I decided to do it later when I try it on.
After multiple attempts of trying on dresses that looked bad, or were too complicated to put on, I turn to the red one Will picked out.
I put it on and admire how the color looks combined with my hair.
It was a flowy red dress that made me look devine.
It had sleeves of course but the sleeves were the kinds that made your shoulders look more broad.
I step out and show Will.
He's slumped in the cushion that has no back rest and his chin is on his fists.
"That looks really nice." Will says as he straightens up a bit.
"That looks amazing, actually."
I turn and look in the mirror admiring how good Will is at shopping.

Will's Point Of View

I watch her as she acts like a model, moving in poses I've never seen her do before.

She looked stunning.

"I think I look great and all, but do you think Adam will like it?"

His name automatically makes me cringe and look over at some lady that seemed to notice my situation.
She just looks at (Y/N) and pushes her glasses up her nose. "If you wanted to know his opinion, why did you ask me to come?" I ask her.
She turns to look at me and sighs.
"He doesn't like me." She says.
I make a slight chuckle and cross my arms across my chest.
Even though I'm kind of pissed at the mention of his name, I still admire her in the dress.
Something that doesn't seem to fit her style, or, something that I never saw her wearing made her look so gorgeous.
"Someone else surely does." I say to her as I look at her still.
"You think so?" She asks as she sits next to me.
I nod my head a little bit as I look over at her.
"Hell yeah I do." I say to her.
She leans over and at first it shocks me, but then it felt comfortable, conforting more or less.
"I decided that I'm not going." She says.
I look at her in shock.
"You had me sit here for like, two hours, and now you're not going?" I ask with laughter in my voice.
She's smiling up at me as I look down at her.
"Its been thirty minutes." She says, which I don't believe.
I roll my eyes and laugh.
"Well, if you don't want to go, then lets go." I say as I start to get up.
She pulls my arm and drags me back in the cushion.
"I have to change out of this." She says gesturing to the dress.
"Actually," I say as I face her with my whole body.
"You should buy it."
She smiles and looks down at her hand that's on mine.
"I guess." She says.
I smile and we both get up.

A/N
I have an idea for a PART TWO so if anyone wants a PART TWO comment that you want a PART TWO.
(Will only post PART TWO if at least ONE PERSON requests for it!!!)
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