Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

First Love (L.P)

I was watching Grease, the newer remade version, and I decided to write a similar story. So remember the bit where Danny sees Sandy in that little diner with that guy?

This is basically that scene.  After Sandy forgives Danny, she goes to the dance with him but in my version, she goes with the guy (I can't remember his name) she went on a date with. 

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.  Just thought I'd let you know that this story line is not mine, so I'm giving credit to the writers of Grease!

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The diner was quiet, the chatters from the customers just a low buzz.  I sat in my booth, my friends sitting around me but my eyes were focused on one person.  Her.  She was with that jock, Tim something.  I still didn't know what it was she saw it him.  He wasn't anything particularly special.

"Liam," a voice called.

I snapped my head around and looked across the table at my friend Louis.  He was sat with his arms resting on the top of the leather upholstered seats, a grin on his face.

"What are you staring at?" he teased, with a waggle of his eyebrows.

"Nothing," I muttered.

I ran a hand through my gelled hair, trying to forget.  It was hard to pretend she wasn't there, wasn't just a metre away from me sat with another guy.  I noticed she was wearing his jacket, slung over her shoulders.  He was sat back in his seat, slouched just slightly, with his arms crossed over his chest.

She was chatting away amiably, a smile on her beautiful lips.  She looked ever so pretty, with her hair hanging loose down her back in soft curls.  Her lips were tinted pink and her lashes were curled, the black mascara making them look longer.  Her cheeks were flushed a natural glow.  She looked so fragile, so gentle and innocent.  I just wanted to scoop her up and whisk her away from all of this.

Tim wasn't even paying much attention to the words falling from her full lips.  His eyes were shifting, losing focus every so often and the slight nod of his head was as fake as his tan.  He wasn't worthy of her full attention, he wasn't worth of her heart.

"Something bugging you Payne?" Kacy whispered behind me.

I glanced over my shoulder and she was stood beside me, a tall milkshake glass between her hands.  Her lips were painted a dark red and her hair was pulled up, the ringlets curving round her heart shaped face.

"Leave it out Kacy," I snapped.

She smirked, her lips pulling up and she popped her hip out as she leaned against the back of my seat.

"Why don't you stop being stubborn," she suggested.

"Why don't you stay out of other people's business," I growled, glaring at her.

She shrugged nonchalantly, not phased by my anger and strolled away.  She passed by Louis and he smiled seductively at her.  She ran a hand through his hair, tugging slightly on the ends and he groaned.

I looked away, my eyes straying back to her table.  She was stood by the round table, her hands on top as she bent over.  He was digging in his pocket, his face a mask of determination.  He handed her some money and she smiled before turning and walking away.

"I'll be right back," I told my friends.

I stood and walked away, not looking back.  I pulled out the comb in my back pocket and pulled it through my hair, glancing at my reflection in the window as I passed.  She was stood by the jukebox, flicking through the different songs listed.  I circled the tables a couple of times before finally building up the courage to go speak to her.  I stopped by her side and waited.  She didn't look up.