80's→90's•Imagines COMPLETED

We're the Life of the Party~Bradley Gregg

For @caraflower

Sophie's POV

GOD! High school boys can be so immature! I don't even know why I let my friend convince into going. I smoothed my plain black shirt and walked into the kitchen. I raided the fridge for any non-alcoholic drinks. In the back of the bottom shelf it was stocked with water bottles. I took two out and opened one of them up and drank a generous amount. I removed my lips from the lid about half of the bottle was gone. I sighed, knowing that I was going to have to drive Hannah home {it's the name of you friend, you can use your friends name}. I walked around for five minutes trying to find her but I gave up because she was probably hooking up with the school's womanizer.

I walked upstairs to an empty bedroom on the other side of the house. At least it was quieter over here. I at the bookshelf to see if I could find anything interesting to pass the time. There wasn't much I would be interested in, but I did find a pencil and some plain white pieces of paper. I went back over to the bookshelf and grabbed a book big enough to fit paper. I lied down on my stomach my elbows propping me up. I took the pencil and began to sketch. I heard footsteps coming towards the door but it was probably someone going to the bathroom or to another bedroom to hook up. The door opened slowly and there stood Bradley Gregg, the school's most gorgeous and most respectful kids. He was on the debate team, the baseball team, and the football team.

"So you come here often?" He smoothly said as he looked at me while picking out a book from the bookshelf. "No, my friend somehow talked me into coming." I said sitting up, groaning because I had been laying on my stomach for half an hour. Bradley sat down next to me.
Yeah my friend convinced me to let him throw the party, he's gonna make me clean up and it's going to go the same way next Friday!" He sighed. So this must be his house. "Your drawing is nice." He said. "I just started to sketch this it's nothing special. You should see when I sit down and actually draw!" I smiled at him. He looked at me and leaned in closing his eyes, I did it too. Our lips met for some seconds. He pulled away and looked at me, shocked. "I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me, it's just that you're so beau-" I cut him off with another kiss. I climbed onto his lap straddling him, not breaking the kiss. "It's ok, I liked it!" I smiled as I rested my forehead on his. We talked until 2 in the morning. I was laying on his bed with my feet facing the wall and my head hanging over the side of his bed. He was lying on the floor, when he suddenly sat up.

"I have a good idea! Follow me!" He said getting up offering to help me off the bed. I sat up and took his hand. We walked out of his room and downstairs. The downstairs wasn't horribly trashed but there were people sleeping everywhere. He led me outside and ran back inside. He came back out with two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. "My parents hid this a couple years ago and I found it and it's pretty good!" He said taking out the cork and pouring some in each glass. He handed it to me and I took a sip. It really wasn't bad. I finished the wine and took off my sandals and dipped my feet in the pool. Bradley rolled up his jeans and did the same.

I took off my shorts and my shirt and jumped in the pool. I surfaced and wiped the water off my face and smoothed my hair back. I swam over to Bradley and just looked at him. "Come in!" I begged. He just laughed and took off his shirt and his jeans before sliding in the pool. We splashed around and had races around the pool. He swam towards me and kissed me. "Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked out of breath. I kissed him again. "How's that for an answer?"