// halsey imagines //

//nutella kisses//

You let out an exasperated sigh as you enter your house, gripping the cold metal doorknob, followed by a few squeaks, rust you presume; is building up in the hinges. You walk in, warm air coming in contact with your cold body, you never were the kind of person to believe in weather forecasts, partly out of stubbornness, but when you live in Georgia, it can be very unpredictable. So you dressed for school in a t-shirt and black skinny jeans, your usual go to outfit. Only to regret it moments after walking out of your front door in the morning. You didn't dare bother going back and changing, so you were stuck freezing your ass off all day long

You quickly comb your fingers through your hair, letting it down and tussling it a bit in order to get the messiness it seemed to always fall into, it's natural state; long, wavy, and messy. Your tongue runs over your lips, lightly licking them to alleviate the dryness due to how chapped they were. You are quick to toss your bag off of your shoulder and drop it to the ground. Sighing once more as you place your hands on the nape of your neck, fingers pushing into the muscle in your shoulders, helping reduce some of the soreness.

You shiver a bit and then sneeze, your nose begininning to run. "Shit." you curse under your breath. You make your way into the bathroom, grabbing a tissue and you place it under your red, obviously irritated nose. "I look like crap." You whisper to yourself, while your gaze is set upon your reflection in the mirror. You're pale, and you're never pale. Dark bags encircle your eyes, red cheeks complimenting the ill look. You cough lightly, and rub your eyes while sniffling. "This is what I get for not wearing a coat, good job Y/N." You tell yourself mentally.

You sneeze once more before fishing your phone out of your pocket. Your shakey fingers ghost the touch screen, contemplating on whether or not you should call your girlfriend. Obviously her company would be much enjoyed and appreciated by you, but the last thing you wanted to do was to annoy her, let alone pass this cold to her. You lightly shake your head before pulling up her contact and calling her. "Baby, hey!" You hear her happily sigh while greeting you through the phone. "Hey, Ash." You reply, letting out a quiet sniffle. "Baby girl, are you ok? Are you sick?" Ashley asks, spitting out the words quickly, worry filling her voice. "No, no I'm fine love, just a cold is all." You reply, a light smile gracing your lips, hearing your girlfriend's voice could make any shitty day better. "I'll be fine, I'm just going to bundle up and watch Netflix." You quietly say, a dry, stinging pain beginning to form in your throat, making talking much harder. "I'll be there in 10 with Nutella and ice cream." She simply says. "What? No, I don't want you getting sick baby, I'm good on my own." You reply, not wanting her to worry. "Let me repeat myself, a bit more clearly this time; I WILL be at your house in 10 with Nutella and ice cream, I want to take care of you baby, so just get comfy and wait for me." She states, saying the first part firmly. You roll your eyes and reply. "You're a stubborn little shit, you know that?" You hear her giggle lightly into the phone before speaking up. "Correction, I'm YOUR stubborn little shit." You can almost feel the smirk plastered on her face. You roll your eyes again. "That my dear, you are."

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As you adjust yourself on the leather couch, attempting to find a comfortable position while wrapped in a duvet, you hear a light knock on the front door, Ashley soon appearing into the living room, wearing her signature leather jacket, pastel skinny jeans, long flowy blue hair laying across her right shoulder, and round rimmed sunglasses laying on the bridge of her nose; her arms full with two large brown paper bags. She quickly maneuvers her head towards the couch, looking at you.

She smiles widely then rushes into the kitchen, reappearing moments later, her glasses and her jacket off, a large jar of nutella in one hand and a spoon in the other. She takes a seat beside you on the old leather sofa. "Hey baby." She whispers while wrapping her left arm around your neck, pulling your shivering form into her. You lay your head in the crook of her neck, while wrapping both of you in the duvet you were bundled up in. She giggles and places the Nutella and spoon down on the coffee table in front of the couch. She begins running her hand through your hair, you sigh in happiness. "Hey love." You mumble into her neck. You look up at her and she smiles, she leans down to kiss you but you turn your face so her lips come in contact with your cheek. She looks at you confusedly before you speak up. "I don't want you getting sick too, baby." You whisper, your voice husky and cracking due to the soreness running through your throat. She smiles and shakes her head. "When have you ever known me to follow the rules?" She asks before quickly attaching her lips to yours, not giving you a moment to refuse. She pulls away after a few seconds, letting your bottom lip glide out from her teeth. A light moan escapes your lips and she smirks. "Hush babygirl, we wouldn't want your throat to get any worse, would we?" She whispers in your ear, and your breath hitches. She hums then continues talking. "Did I tell you how fucking sexy your voice sounds right now? It's a- It's a bit of a turn on." She whispers, her voice an octave lower. You gulp and bite your lip, attempting to hold back a moan. You sniffle and scrunch your nose up, a head ache starting to form. You groan and lay your head back in the crook of her neck. She chuckles and stands up. "Nooo..." You weakly say while extending your arms. She leans forward and kisses the top of your head. "I'm just going to give you some medicine, then we can cuddle to your heart's desire." She then plants a quick kiss on your nose and goes into the kitchen, coming back a few moments later with a few pill bottles and a can of Sprite. "I went by the store on my way here, I picked up a 6 pack of Sprite, some medicine, chocolate ice cream, Nutella, and a box of tissues." She says while again sitting beside you and handing you some pills. You quickly swallow them and she gives you a sip of Sprite before placing it down on the table. "Also, since both of our parents are out of town and you and I are home alone; I decided to stay with you for a few days." She softly whispers in your ear, pulling you onto her lap. You look at her wide eyed, a smile tugging at your lips. "Ashley, are you serious?" You say, the smile now spreading across your face. She nods and pecks your lips, lingering for a moment. After you both pull away, you position yourself to where her back is laying on the armrest, and you move in between her legs, laying into her front. You grab the Nutella and the spoon while she wraps her arms around your waist, laying her hands in your lap. You open the jar and scoop some onto the spoon, you take a bite and hum in pleasure. "This is so good, thank you baby." She kisses your temple before replying. "Anything for my baby girl, I love you." You smile and turn around a bit, so you look directly at her. You are quick to attach your lips to hers. As you pull away, she rests her forehead upon yours. "You taste like Nutella, I like it." She says while smiling. You giggle then turn back around, melting into her embrace.

This was sooo fucking long holy shit, I just wanted the first imagine in this book to be hella good. I will be writing fluff and smut, and there will be a warning at the beginning of any smut for people who don't read that kind of thing!

-Sending good vibes to you all, Eden xx