Emblem3 (Imagines and One Shots)

You Don't Know, Do You?

A Keaton one shot for BriFord. Hope you like it! :)

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"I, I have to go." Keaton mumbled. He walked off, not knowing what else to say. So he left. You were bewildered by his sudden change in attitude. He was awkward, you could give him that. But this time it was weird. You two were inseparable. You hung out almost everyday.

But he was different today. 

You were also friends with Tyler, whose best friend was Keaton. Tyler stood by, staring as Keaton walked away from the two of you.

"That was weird." You say as you peer up at Tyler. His cheeky smile rose to his face.

"What's so funny, Ty." You say, nudging his shoulder playfully. He chuckles and sarcastically gasped as if you hurt him.

"Come on. It's not hard to get. You can't not notice it." He says as he observes your expression.

"Which is?"

"Oh my gosh. You don't know, do you?" He says surprise and shock filling his features.

"No, what is it!" You cry out, pleading for him to finally tell you.

"He likes you, alot. I guess you didn't notice after all. That's why it was all awkward all of a sudden... Cuz I might have told him something." Tyler admits, shielding his arm as if you were about to smack him for saying it.

You started to feel  little bit angry.

"What exactly did you say..." You stare him down, waiting for his answer.

"Ty..." You say, tapping your foot in frustration.

"I may have told him that you like him." Your eyes widen at the reply. Your hand hit Tyler in the arm and he cries out.

"I deserve that." He simply states.

"How did you even know that." You ask him, realizing you had never told him that you liked Keaton for a while.

"It's not hard to get you know. You guys hang out everyday after school. And when your at school, the two of you are always together. The way you look at him."

"Enough. I, I get it. I'm gonna go talk to Keaton. I'll see you later Tyler." You say as you run off.

You find yourself at Keaton's house. You knock on the door, expecting Keaton to answer, but to your dismay, it's just Wesley.

"Hey, Keats isn't here, he left with his board so-" 

"Thanks Wes!" You interrupt him and run off again.

You walk up slowly to the skate park, your eyes scanning for Keaton. You finally see him, sitting on his board by the ramp, looking down at his hands.

"Keaterpan." You coo as you walk up to him, sitting in place besides him.

"How'd you find me." He said flatly.

"Wes said you had your board, so I assumed." You pause, finding something to say after an awkward silence.

"Keaton."

"Hmmm." He hums, turning his head towards you, but avoiding eye contact.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You say calmly, your eyes on the ground now.

"Tell you what." He hesitates.

You stay silent, receiving the attention of Keaton. He stares at you, his eyes focused on your movements.

You turn to him, your arm brushing his. Your eyes move from his, and then to his lips. You bite your bottom lip and you lean in.

He seems nervous but you brush it off because you were just as nervous as he was.

When your lips finally press to his, your lips move in sync. He pulls away, resting his forehead on yours. You smile and touch your lips, your eyes meeting now.

"Oh, that." He chuckles lowly, bringing his lips to yours this time.

"You never answered my question though." You tease. He smirks, and pulls away, trying to put words to what he was thinking.

"I didn't know how to tell you. And when I told Tyler, he said he wouldn't say anything, but I heard you guys talking and I don't know, it was weird. I know he told you, even before I did. And I couldn't tell you with Tyler there." He admits.

"Well tell me now." You demanded of him. He smiled and took a breath.

"I've liked you for a while. I never found the courage to tell you though. I always thought you thought of me as a friend. But I see it now.  And somehow I'm glad Tyler told you. Because if he didn't, I wouldn't be with you like this, right now." You smile as his sweet words rung in your ears.

"You don't know how long I've liked you. Since we first became friends. I wanted to tell you too, but I have a problem with telling people how I feel. So it was hard." You admit, burying your face in your hands in embarrassment.

He chuckles as he brings your face out of your hands.

He sweetly kissed your lips and you run your hands through his long wavy curls.

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