Imagine -one shots-

The Skateboarder

So pretty much these are all going to be about your crush, but in them the guy is more like your boyfriend. You "Imagine" it being you and him. 

This one's about a skateboarding kind of guy. ;)

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         You sit on the curb as you watch him board across the pavement. You lean your head against your hand with your elbow resting against your knee. He does a kick flip then skateboards over to another area and does an Ollie. He looks over at you, feeling your eyes on him. He grins and rides over to you.

“You want to try?” he asks.

You look at him with a hesitant expression, “Eh, maybe another time”, you say quietly.

He gets off the board and comes over, grabbing your hand and bringing you up next to him, “Come on, give it a shot”.

 He leads you over to the board and you put your dominant foot in front, he tells you to push a little and you try, almost loosing balance. He comes over and grabs your hands, you put your other foot on the board and he begins leading you.

“Careful now”, he says quietly as you go over a bump and your hands tighten around his.

He leads you a little more and gives you a slight shove; the board starts to move down a very small incline and rolls along on its own. You lean and the board starts to turn, but there’s a stick that you hadn’t seen and the wheel gets caught, the board jolts to a halt and you trip forward. You scrape your knee on the pavement along with the palms of your hands. He jogs over and checks on your scrapes.

“I don’t think I’m cut out for skateboarding”, you say with a laugh as you take your hand out of his and lay on the ground with your arms and legs out like a starfish.

The scrapes don’t seem to affect you as you smile up at him with an embarrassed expression.

He smiles back, “It’ll take some practice; of course”, he lies next to you, on his side with his head leaning against his hand.

“Hn”, you reply.

“Come on lets go wash up those scrapes”, he says taking your hand and kissing the injured area.

“Ugh, fine”, you say giggling slightly.

You lean up as he leans down and kiss each other.

He kicks his skateboard up and catches it, holding it in one hand. He takes one of your hands in his other and loosely holds it as to not hurt you. The both of you walk down the road to his house to fix up the scrapes, swinging your entwined hands between you along the way.