Omaha Boys Preferences and imagines (Discontinued)

Like that (Johnson) (Requested by malfoypure_blood)

Like that (Johnson Requested by malfoypure_blood)

Y/N's POV

"Hey Johnson," You waved at your friend from across the hallway. Jack Gilinsky, another friend was at his locker. Johnson's eyes skimmed up your body and you blushed. Johnson looked away and Gilinsky slammed his locker shut. You looked at Gilinsky and he just shrugged it off.

You turned away, a flash of hurt went through you. Johnson and you were getting close in the past few months and all of the sudden you were getting a cold shoulder. What were you supposed to do? Cry about it? No way.

You were actually excited for next week because it was prom. You kind of thought that Johnson would ask you but nope.

He continued his silent treatment all day. You sat next to him in one of your classes and tried to work with him on a project. As soon as you started to ask him, he turned away and worked with Sam.

Then at lunch you went to sit with Johnson and some of his other friends. But then Sam Wilkinson quickly sat down in the only empty seat. You left a note in his locker and watched as he opened it. You wrote 'did I do something? Are you mad at me?' Then you watched from across the hall as he ripped it up.

By the end of the day you were hurt and mad. Johnson wanted to be rude then so be it. You began to plan out prom on your own. Thinking of some guys that you could ask to go with you.

"Hey," Sammy caught you as you were about to walk out of school to go home.

"Sam, I'm not really in the best mood-" you started. Then Sammy interrupted you. "I know so let's go. It won't take long," Sam grabbed your wrist and gently pulled you through school. "Sam, can we hurry this up? I'd like to get home," you complained.

"I know, I know but you're going to like it," Sam promised.

"I don't know," I trailed off. Sam led me into the giant Theater.

"I ain't never met a girl, like you

And you'll never find a man, like me

Walking out the door, with you on my arm

You can hit me on my phone anytime you want

Got me going mad when you dress like that

Girl, it's a trap when you act like that

I ain't even mad when you dress like that

I know you know bad when you act like that

Oh yeah," Gilinsky and Johnson got on the Theater platform. Then Skate got on stage and started rapping too. You crossed your arms and watched. When the song was over all four of the guys were watching you.

"Whatcha think?" Johnson asked.

"Great, is that all you needed?" you asked.

Johnson's smile started to fade but he hopped down from the stage. "Not exactly. Guys?" Johnson gestured toward Gilinsky and Skate. Both guys lifted their shirts. Written on both of their abs was a message. 'Be my Gf, Y/N?'

You broke into a smile at Johnson's cheesiness. "Yeah?" He asked. You nodded and he pulled you into a hug. When he pulled back he kissed your cheek. "You missed," you said.

"What?"

"You missed," you repeated and kissed him on the lips fully. Then Gilinsky started performing the song again.