Peter Pan imagines

The Boy

(y/n) and (y/f/n) were in your room talking about your favorite T.V. shows, when a knock came on your door. "Hey, how are you guys? Do you need anything?" said your mom. "No thanks, we'll call you if we need anything." "OK, have fun." She said as she left. "Hey, want to watch a move?" You asked. "Sure." "What do you want to watch?" "Umm..., i'm feeling in a Disney mood, how about Peter Pan?" "Okay." You said as you walked over to the shelf of movies and got Peter Pan and put it in the DVD player. In the middle of the movie you look over at (y/f/n), but, (she/he) was fast asleep. So you got up and stopped the movie, then, as you walk towards the bed you feel a sudden gust of wind on your skin. You look towards the window and it's open, "That's strange, I don't remember anyone opening it." you think. You go to the window and look outside if anyone was there; but, you don't you only see the big dark sky filled with stars and the town bellow. You keep staring at the sky for a couple minutes before closing the window. As you get to your bed you suddenly hear faint knocking, you open your door but don't see anyone, then, as your walking back the knocking gets louder; you look towards the window and you see a teenage boy's face. You go to the window and open it. "Who are you and what are you doing at my window?" "I'll tell you if you let me in." He said in a cute British accent. "And, why would I do that?" "You're full of questions aren't you? Come on, just let me in."He said. You stand there and give him a "really" look."Look, I don't mean any harm. I'm just a friend." You keep looking at him. "We don't have all night." "Alright, come in." you say and step back. The boy flies in your window and lands in front of you. He is a little taller than you, about a couple years older than you, dark green shirt with brown patches, arm cuffs, grey pants, and knee-high boots. He has light-brown hair where his bangs are swooped to the left side of his face, blue-green eyes, and pink lips. But from his mesmerizing looks you remember he flew in, so you ask; "Did you just fly through the window?" "Yes, I did." "How." "Well it's very easy, you sprinkle pixie dust on you and think of a happy thought and away you go." "Uh-ha." "I never caught your name." "Oh sorry, I'm (y/n)." "That's a lovely name, I'm Peter Pan."