Will Poulter Imagines

Her.

"I'm sorry Will, but I'm going to have to kick you out soon, you know that right?" I ask as I look at Will who is to my left on the couch.
He gives me a very confused face until it's replaced with an annoyed one soon after.
"I know this now. Is Jared taking you out sooner than planned?" He asks me as he messes with the deck of cards we were playing Go Fish with before.
"Yeah, and cut it out, you know his name's Jensen." I couldn't help but laugh after I heard his fake mix up.
"Why did he make it sooner? Does he know I'm with you right now? Because that could explain why he made it sooner." Will says, almost as if he was really convinced that it was because of him.
"Well, he says that he had to make it sooner because the restaurant closes at a sooner time because they found out the managers wife has cancer, and Jensen was able to reschedule,  and yes, of course he knows that I am with you."
Will laughs and puts the deck of cards on the table.
He looks at me and I look at him, staring at his beautiful eyes, the colour of them was just, so intriguing. He knew that I loved his eyes.
"Don't you have to get ready?" He asks as he looks at me.
I was so deep in the thoughts of his eye colour that I forgot I had a date tonight.
"Yes." I say more calmly than I should have.
I jump up from my seat beside him and run towards my room, grabbing the two dresses from ealier that I was debating on wearing.
I ran into the living room where Will already has his eyes on me.
"Ok, tell me, which dress do you think would look best?" I ask.
I held up a red dress that had this very nice cutout in the back of it with a v-neck while the other dress was a purple one, it was almost a funny looking dress by the look of the neck, but it was still pretty, to me anyways.
Will puts his thumb over his bottom lip and looks like he's really thinking, which I take immediate appreciation for.
"Red one."
I look at both of the dresses and I nod my head.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Do you think he'll like it?"
Will rolls his eyes and takes his hand away from his face and snaking it around to the back of his head, using it for support.
"Pff, I'm sure he will. He seems to like the things I like and I like that red dress. So."
I feel my cheeks heat up as well as hurt a little bit as I try not to smile.
I mumble a thanks as I walk back to my room.
I quickly change into the dress and lazily decided that Jensen has seen me without makeup before and he called me pretty, so he mustn't care if I show up with a bare face, maybe a bold red lip or something just to look decent.
I walk out and sit beside Will quickly, not wanting him to see me in the dress and me just stand there awkwardly.
Honestly though, he didn't even look my way when I entered anyhow because he was on his phone.
"You look very nice." He says as he looks at me. The way he was smirking made me immediately know what was going on.
"Did you take a picture of me?" I ask as my voice goes high.
He says nothing, while putting his phone in front of me.
I try and stay mad for a few more seconds or at least just a meesily minute, but no, I had to laugh because of the photo. It was horrible.
After our laughter died down, he looked at me again and smiled.
"You really do look very nice." He says.
I smile at him and say, "thanks," before he completely changes his demeanor.
"I think James is here." He says as he stands up.
I stand up too, almost as soon as he did and I shake off the fact that he got his name wrong again.
"Ok, well, if you'd like, you can stay here but if not, yeah, you know." I say as I grab my jacket and exit through the door quickly.
"Have fun tonight, not too much fun though obviously." Will says as he watches me walk away.

Will's Point Of View

She looked great tonight, she really did. Was I such a bad person for wishing, no, hopeing, praying, that her date would go horribly wrong? Surely not. Hell, I liked this girl and I liked her a lot and some Jensen guy decides to come between us? Unbelievable. I literally met the guy once and I thought he was nice until he asked me if (Y/N) was really into him like he had mentioned.
She never mentioned this shit to me and he was very aware of that after he had said something about it.
God, I couldn't get her out of my head for nothing, and here she was on a date with another guy.
Still unbelievable.

1 Hour Later
(A/N: que guy from Sponge Bobs, voice )

(Y/N) came back not only a short hour later, but she came back sad and that did not sit well with me.
"It wasn't a good date, at all." Was the only response I had gotten when I asked her multiple times if she was okay. I didn't even bring up the subject of kicking Jensens ass sometime soon if he did anything.
We ended up sitting on her couch in silence while her head lied on my shoulder. You don't even understand how great that felt when she did that. I felt so, special, so honored to just be the shoulder she lied her head on. And then I felt so forced into not breathing full breaths so she wouldn't move away and make me feel bad.
"Did Joey do something that hurt you?" I ask out of the blue.
I know I shouldn't have, not only because she would move and look at me but because she would probably feel uncomfortable telling me if he did.
She moved, like I had expected, and looks at me, like I also expected.
"Jensen." She says, correcting me.
"More like Jackass if you ask me."
As soon as I said that, she started laughing slightly and then heavily all at once. She ended up having her head on my shoulder again and I could feel her body move everytime she laughed and it was just, such a time to be alive.
She looks up at me while her head is still on my shoulder and I look down at her, it really felt like a movie scene. I kid you not.
I ended up leaning forward towards her and she lifted her head from my shoulder, making her way towards me.
I knew I had to grow some courage to kiss her sometime, I just didn't know when. I knew this wasn't the time to do it either but she was leaning in just as I was.
Our lips finally connected, and there was nothing but a sweet feeling going on, something innocent like since that's what it was, an innocent kiss.
That's when it started to really get into a not so innocent kiss and things started to really go fast. One moment I saw her taking her shoes off, the next I saw her below me on the bed.
I can happily tell you we didn't do anything, touching wise that is, or anything beyond that.
I wasn't that person and she wasn't that person and I somehow knew that whatever it was that made her do this, was something that also made it temporary. The feeling that she loved me. That was what was temporary.
But who knows, maybe it wasn't.
Maybe she really liked me the way I did her, but for the love of God, look at this women and then look at me.
Would she really choose a Daisy in a field of Roses?