Classic Rock Imagines

Keith Moon 1

You where nearly scared out of bed when you woke up to a CRASH. Although a few seconds later, you realized that there was nothing to be scared of because it was just your new friend, Keith Moon, causing trouble as usual

He had invited you over to his place along with several others, including all the members of The Who, for a party. Everyone stayed until around 3:00 AM, then they either went home, or found a couch to sleep on for the night. You rolled to your side and looked at the clock. It was almost one O' clock in the afternoon!

You knew that you had to get home before your parents did (they had been gone for the for the week.) You tore the sheets off, jumped out of guest bed, and started searching for your stuff. You looked around the living room. There is is! You said to yourself as you spotted your bag on the other side of the room.

You walked over tiredly. You looked to your left and saw Roger sleeping on the floor. You giggled a bit, and didn't pay attention to where you where going. You ran into a table, knowing over a glass bottle. There where shards all over the floor, so you decided you should clean it up before someone got hurt bad. You began to pick it up, but you where still tired, so your clumsy fingers slipped.

Blood began to drip out of your hand. You'd cut yourself pretty bad. You cursed out loud. Then you heard another voice from behind you. "That looks pretty bad, want me to help?" You expected to turn around and see Keith, but instead you saw John Entwistle, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

"Uh, yeah, if you don't mind." You said shyly. "Alright. Just wait there I'll be back in a moment." You waited patiently for about a minute of so, trying not to look and the blood, but still trying to keep it from dripping on to the carpet. John came back with some cloth wrap of some sort. He began to wrap it around your hand.

He was silent at first, but then began to start a conversation. "So how'd you like the party?" He asked. "It was tons of fun! Keith is very entertaining." You giggled. "So Keith isn't too crazy for you?" He asked. "No!" You replied. "It's great because you can never be bored!" John smiled. "So his drugs don't bother you either?" He asked. "No, not really. I wouldn't do them myself, but I could put up with him them."

John smiled and nodded. He was almost finished taking care of your hand. "So, you don't mind his drugs, but would you encourage them?" He asked. What are all these questions for? "Well I don't want him to get hurt, so I'd let him do it, but not to much." You said. "I'll look after him for a while if that's what you're asking these questions for." John smirked. "In a sense, yes."

You where entirely confused now, and you needed to get home. John left a bit abruptly after he finished taking care of your hand. You heard him talking to Keith, and you heard your named mentioned. You where curious, but you had no time to be since your parents would be home any minute.

You where on your way out, then you saw Keith standing in front of the door. "Leaving already (y/n)?" He asked, giving you big puppy eyes. "Yeah, I'm sorry." You replied. "I'd love to stay, but if I get home after my parents I'm dead meat." He nodded. "You sure you couldn't stay just a bit longer?" He asked. Was he flirting with you? "Sorry Keith. I really have to go." You said sadly, because you really did want to stay.

"Well, before you go, can I ask you a quick question?" He said. "Sure." You answered. "So uh, would you like to go on a date sometime, and be my girlfriend and stuff?" He asked the question so casually. You broke into a beaming smile. "Yes. I'd like that a lot." "Good." He smiled. He kissed you right then. It took you by surprise at first, but you liked it.

"Maybe I can stay a while longer."