Y/n POVI was sitting in my room on my phone. Everyone was sleeping as far as I knew. King was in the room across from me sleeping, Jenna and Tyler next door and my mom next to kings room. All the lights were off exempt my phone light. I lay under my blanket so the light didn't show as much for if my mom randomly came in to check on me. Sometimes I would lock my door but I could really care less. I hear the doorknob twist and I stay under my blankets clicking the power button so they couldn't see the bright screen. Someone walks in and I knew it wasn't my mom or she would of whispered my name to check if I were awake. I removed the covers from over my head sitting up. It was Tyler. I put the covers back over my head falling back into bed. He walks over and sits on the edge of the middle of the bed.
"What do you want?" I whisper yell removing the blanket from over my head sitting back up. When I sit up I was closer to him than I expected but I didn't care I just wanted to know why he was in here.
"To see you, without your brother, or sister, or mom around. Just me and you." He says looking at me. "What's wrong with you?" I say. He gives me a confused look and shrugs. We look at each other and I smile at him for no reason.
"Why are you in here? Did Jenna tell you to come in here and try to prank me or something." I say narrowing my eyes and looking around the room. He laughs a little. "No, your fine." I lay back down but feel weird with Tyler right there so I sit up. He was a little closer so I didn't have to stretch my arm all the way out if I wanted to touch his face. I looked his body over and noticed some tattoos on his chest, I saw the ones on his arms and wrist but not his chest.
"Hey, I know I'm late, I always am but you have tattoos?" I ask signaling to his chest. He looks down at himself and smiles. "Yeah, you like them?" I nod and he turns taking his white pretty much see through shirt off. I was so fascinated by them because they were so simple but cool at the same time, all they were were black ink.
"I was thinking of getting a tattoo when I turn 20 but for now I'm staying clean." I say.
"How old are you?" He asked after I stopped looking at his tattoos and back up at his eyes. "18 almost 19 in a few months." I shrug and ask how old he is. "23." He answers. (I know he isn't 23 just pretend he's 23 and Jenna's 21).
"Sweet, what's it like to drink?" I question. He shrugs. "Depend on what you drink and how much of it you drink. I mean I feels good but in the morning you want to kill whoever came up with hangovers." I smile and look down silently laughing and shaking my head. I look back up still smiling and he was closer. I wanted to ask him to leave but at the same time I wasn't dreading his presents. I was looking at him and thinking to myself not really paying to much attention. His face was closer to mine and I wasn't sure if I should back away and tell him to leave. His face got even closer and he bit his lip. I bit my lip, I don't know why I just did. He moved closer to me and attached out lips. I kissed him back right away. I don't regret it but I do... It's complicated.
We kiss for a few more minutes that felt like seconds and I pulled away. This is wrong. This is your sisters boyfriend... What the fuck is wrong with you? I ask myself suddenly feeling disgusted with myself.
"Um, I think you should leave... Ya know, go back to Jenna... Your girlfriend... My sister." I say looking down the whole time. I add girlfriend and sister so he could kind of get the point that it's wrong.
He doesn't say anything and just stands up putting his shirt back on. "Good night." He whispers before closing the door. I don't say anything back but lay down and throw the pillow over my head.

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