Christian Slater Imagine

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I wrote this at one am when I had only three hours of sleep the previous night, so bear with me. I'll edit it when I'm not half asleep.


"Wakey, wakes, eggs and bakey." My boyfriend, Christian, whispers in my ear. I open my eyes and see him kneeled down beside my bed, staring at me. "Yay! You're awake!"
I groan and sit up, stretching. "What time is it?"
"It's almost 8:30, now get up, Y/N!" He jumps onto my bed and stretches out on top of my lap.
Playfully, I shove him back onto the floor and lay back down. "It's too early to function. Wake me up in a few hours, then I'll be good to go."
"Looks like we're gonna have to do this the hard way." Christian states as he rips the comforter off of my bed. The chilly morning air washes over me and I shriek, reaching out for my bed covers, which Christian had thrown across the room.
I kick out my leg and nail him in the thigh. "Jerk." I mutter, glaring at him and getting out of bed.
He wraps his arms around me and kisses my nose. "I love you too. Now get dressed, we have a big day planned!"
I roll my eyes and get ready as quick as I can, then walk out into the living room, where Christian was talking to my parents.
"Ready to go?" He asks me, standing up. I nod and he grabs my hand, pulling me out the front door.
"Okay, where are we even going?" I question him. He smirks at me and stays silent. "Oh, you're gonna be that way, huh?" We walk over to his car and he opens my door for me, before going around and getting in on the drivers side. He starts the car and begins driving, reaching over and interlacing his hand with mine. I look over at him as he concentrates on the road, a small smile playing across his lips.
Ten minutes later he pull up to a Six Flags amusement park. My face lights up and I squeal in delight. "You are the best, Christian!" I lean over and kiss his cheek before jumping out of the car. "Let's go! Let's go!" I jump up and down and drag him towards the interest.
As he pays for our tickets, he leans over and whispers in my ear, "Aren't you glad I woke you up early?"

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