Omaha Squad Preferences and Imagines

#27-one of his friends doesnt like you

Nate
You woke up in Nate's bed wrapped in his arms and slowly you removed yourself from him, making sure you didn't wake him . It was only three in the morning, but you had to use the bathroom , so you made your way out of his bedroom and into the hallway of the apartment he shared with John. You hadn't expected John to be up at this time of night and you always avoided him when Nate was around, so bumping into him at 3 am wasn't a part of your plans .
"You could at least watch where you going ," he seethed.
"I'm sorry ," you stuttered while rubbing your eyes, removing some of the sleep that was there.
"You got one thing right," he rolled his eyes.
You didn't say anything back instead you stepped out of the way, so he wouldn't have an accuse to bump into you .

Gilinsky
"He doesn't like me ," you stated to Jack, crossing your arms .
"How do you figure ?" He asked.
You rolled your eyes, you two have had this discussion more than once; Sam Wilkinson disliked you very much .
"He told me !" You exclaimed.
"He was just messing around," Jack chuckled, but this was not a chuckling matter.
"I'm serious, Jack . I can't believer your laughing ," you scoffed .
"It's funny , (Y/N)," he stated.
"I'm telling you Samuel hates me and you're laughing at me ," you whined.
"Maybe it's because you call him "Samuel" ," Jack shrugged .
He noticed the saddens on your face and realized this was really hurting you , so he took a step towards you and embraced you in his arms .
"Just give it some time; he'll come around ," Jack said while rubbing your back.

Sammy
"Oh, she's here ," Jack Johnson had said when he entered the house and found you sat on the couch with Sam's arm wrapped around you .
"Yeah, I'm here. I live here ,"you stated, shaking your head.
Jack sat far away from you and watched the basketball game that was on tv.
"Babe, could you get me a beer," you smiled up at Sam .
"Sure ," he said, kissing the tip of your nose .
"Why doesn't she just get it herself ," Jack snickered .
"Because I don't want to miss the game; this is one of my favorite teams," you stated.
"You would be a Miami Heat fan . You're such a bandwagon," he stated.
"I've liked the team since I was a little kid," you exclaimed.
"Hey, hey ," Sam said, running back Ito the living room after hearing you get loud .
He wrapped his arm back around you and gave Jack a warning look.
"Come on, man, be cool," he stated to Jack.

Johnson
You pressed your lips to Jack's cheek causing him to smile widely. He faced you , pouted his lips , and tapped them , indicating he wanted a real kiss on the lips . You kissed him and smiled into it .
Someone cleared their throat and you knew that someone was Jack Gilinsky .
"Sorry, man ," Johnson smiled .
"Yeah whatever. Can we just finish this without the distractions ?" G stated.
"You have my full attention ," Johnson chuckled.
They started to work for a fee more minutes before you began to press your lips on Jack's neck , distracting him yet again.
"Babe ," he moaned .
"Jack," you mocked .
"Could you just stop or maybe leave ?" Gilinsky exclaimed .
"Oh, I'm sorry for trying to have some of my boyfriend's attention whom of which had been away for months," you sassed.
"You shouldn't be so clingy," Gilinsky shrugged.
You rolled your eyes, grabbed your bag, and left because you knew you were not wanted around Gilinsky .

Swazz
"John," you giggled loudly as the two of you made out in his bed .
He kissed your neck again and grinned widely .
"You love it ," he stated .
"I do, but it tickles and Nate's trying to sleep ," you shushed him.
The walls of the apartment weren't that thick and you knew Nate could hear the two of you .
"You're right, but I just can't help myself," John stated, putting his lips back to your neck .
He started to suck, causing you to moan loudly.
"Mmhm, babe," you sighed .
He pulled you closer, trickling his hands up your sides making you laugh extremely loud. He knew that was your ticklish spot . You hit him in his shoulder and he chuckled.
"It was an accident ," he smiled .
"Make it up to me ," you pouted .
"Of course," John grinned, bringing his lips to yours once again.
The two of you got into the kiss and just as he was about to pull your pants down, there was a loud knock against the wall coming from Nate's room.
"Tell your girlfriend to shut up!" He shouted .
You looked at John with raised eyebrows.
"Go ahead. I dare you," you stated.
"Yo, Nate, man chill ," John shouted back .
"I'll chill when she's quiet," Nate seethed .
"I'll be quiet when you chill," you exclaimed back to him .