Tumblr user asked:
Can you write one with this prompt? With Robbie please? "We raced to see who can get to the microwave faster and boom now you're on top of me"
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"You can't leave me here with him!" You yelped in a hushed tone, pulling your brother aside so that you could shout at him without his friend across the room hearing.
He rolled his eyes and threw his head back in exasperation, his hands coming up to hold onto your shoulders. You would've thought he was being sincere if it weren't for that smug little grin he was trying to bite back, the one you'd grown up to know as only a bad sign; he was going to leave you here and you knew you had no say in him doing so.
"Oh, c'mon, he's not that bad! He's super nice, I promise!" He tried to convince you, his eyes squinting in only the tiniest bit of sympathy.
Your eyes widened and you shook your head at him, "No, I've never even met him! He may be your friend, but don't you remember that one friend you invited over that tried to make a move on me? No way, you're not about to leave me here!"
"I can literally promise you right now that Robbie won't do anything like that, " he laughed, sincerity oozing from his tone.
You stared at him warily, hands on his shoulders as if he would bolt off and out the door at any second. Taking one hand off his shoulder, you brought it up to your face and pinched the bridge of your nose, eyes closed and head tilted towards the floor.
You glanced back up to him, an almost defeated sigh fallinng past your lips, "Why can't he just go with you?"
"I'm not allowed to because I got into that wreck, mom and dad won't let me take anybody besides me in the car. You run into one mailbox, which shouldn't have been that close to the road anyways, and suddenly your snatched of your basic car rights!"
You groaned and dragged your hand down your face, slumping your shoulders, "Promise this Robbie dude is a good guy, not one of those nasty hippies you usually make friends with?"
"Promise, cross my heart," he dragged a finger over his hear in an X to add emphasis, giving you the single best puppy dog eyes he could muster up.
"Alright...fine, but no little surprises or anything!" You warned, sending him a glare.
He smiled widely, "Great, and don't you even worry, I'm just gonna go get some junk food snacks and then you can go right back to reading fanfiction or whatever you do up in that room of yours, we'll be out of your hair!"
As he collected up his car keys and wallet, you couldn't help but want to turn back on your decision. You could have been watching Netflix or reading a book, but now instead you had to sit around with your brother's friend while he goes to buy greasy snack food, probably to keep themselves awake during one of their all nighter videogame sprees.
You huffed and grumbled as you heard the front door close, the forceful action causing the house to tremble. As soon as your ears picked up on the sound of an engine roaring up and humming away, you knew that there was no changing your mind, and that you would have to somehow get over your social awkwardness and talk to the boy lounging on your living room couch.
You hesitantly took a few steps towards the living room, your mind mulling over the thought of just hiding away up in your room, all cooped up in your bed and surrounded by blankets. However, as a voice rang through the quiet atmosphere of your house, you knew there was no escaping.
YOU ARE READING
Peter Pan Imagines
FanfictionJust a collection of Once Upon a Time Peter Pan imagines, and, if you'd like, you can even request them😊