It's a warm July evening in Ibiza.
You and Martin just came back to your villa after spending a whole day on Formentera.
While you went inside to take a shower, Martin was chilling on a sun lounger listening to music.After finishing the shower you put some comfy sport pants and a sports bra on and join Martin in the garden again. You tiptoe your way to him, he is lying on the sun lounger watching some videos on instagram.
Slowly you put your hands on his eyes and bend over his head and place a kiss on his forehead.
"Y/N, you have to assist me.", he says and takes your hands into his.
"Okay, and with what?"
"Well, Tijs, Nicky and Steve nominated me for the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. I wanna do it, but I need your help."
"Okay, no problem. I will film you."
"Okay, I'll get a bucket."
"Fine."Martin leaves and you sit down on the sun lounger waiting for him. You hair is still wet of the shower, but it's so warm in Ibiza that they dry easily without hair-dryer.
While waiting for Martin to come back you watch the sun going down the horizon.After some time you hear him coming back again.
"Take my phone and film me please, will you?", he asks and gives you a peck on your lips. You get up with his cell phone in your hand and open the camera.
"Okay wait, I will tell you when it's recording...okay now."
"Hey, it's Martin Garrix...", you giggle at the way he pronounces his name.
"Man Y/N, why are you laughing?!", he asks crossing his arms.
"Sorry, let's start from the beginning."
"But don't laugh."
"No, I won't.", you promise him and start the video again."Hey it's Martin Garrix. Thanks Tiësto, Nicky Romero and Steve...Aoki...for the....", he stops talking and looks at you with a bright smile.
"Why did you stop?", you ask and delete the video.
"Stop grinning like that, you distract me too much."
"Oh my god, sorry. I won't even look at you.", you counter rolling your eyes.
"Okay, give me one last try."
"Yeah yeah, okay let's...start.", you say and start recording the video again."Hey it's Martin Garrix. Thanks Tiësto, Nicky Romero and Steve Aoki for the nomination for the ALS water bucket challenge and hereby I nominate Ed Sheeran, Dillon Francis and the King of the Netherlands Willem Alexander. You have 24 hours.", he says and bends down. With his hands he grabs the bucket filled with water and ice cubes.
He lifts the bucket and holds it over his head. "Woah this is exciting.", he whispers with a smile. Quickly he tilts the bucket over his head, the water hits his head and pours his body down.
"Woooo so cold...", he yells with a funny grimace and runs away. You burst out laughing, the way he reacted was simply priceless."Martijn, I've got the video. Let's watch it.", you call after a while and sit down on the sun lounger. You wait for a while, but you don't hear him coming.
"Babe, where are you?", you ask, but don't get an answer. You put Martin's phone on the little wooden table and get up in order to look for him. You stop in front of the house, trying to catch a glimpse of the inside.
Suddenly something terribly cold wets you and you jump up in shock.
"Aaaaah, WHAT IS THIS?!", you scream. There is no answer, but you hear a loud laughter, it's Martin.
"Fuck you, Martin Garrix!", you yell and try to catch him, but he runs away from you.
You want revenge and run after him. Everything happens too quick and you watch Martin slipping and falling into the pool. Instead of laughing about this you feel worried and run towards the pool.
"Babe, is everything okay?", you wonder leaning forward to look at him.
A loud laughter fills your ears, it seems that he is fine."Oh Martijn, don't you ever do this again.", you chuckle and sit down on the edge of the swimming pool.
"This was funny though.", he says smiling and swims towards you.
"Do you want to see the video?"
"Later.", he replies putting his hands on your bare thighs, making you shiver at his cold touch. You look into his eyes, that behold you too. A smirk forms on his lips, making your stomach flutter at the sight.
You bend a little bit down and connect your lips with his. Before you can react he pulls you in the water and continues kissing you. His arms hold your back, making you wrap your legs around his waist.
"Martijn?", you whisper in one of the short breaks of your kisses.
"What is it?"
"I love you."
A smile appears on his lips, making you smile as well.
"I love you too.", he tells and places a light kiss on your lips.
A/N: I thought of writing a sequel to this imagine. Comment if you would like to read it. :)
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Martin Garrix Imagines
Fanfiction(Currently editing) Some imagines and short stories about Martin Garrix. :)