Classic Rock Imagines

Bryan Adams #2

Imagine sneaking Bryan into your room one night while your parents were asleep. You helped him as he toppled into the dimly lit room through the window late that night. You both laugh as he fell onto the floor. He stood up and brushed himself off before giving you a grin.

"Well, I'm here," he said.

"I see that," you laughed, "what did you have in mind for tonight?"

He gave to a smirk as he took his backpack off and dumped the contents onto your bed. Your favorite movies along with tons of snacks and things laid before you. You let out an excited squeal.

"Figured you'd like that," he said as he confidently grabbed one of the movies and put it on for you.

You both laid in your bed cuddling and watching intently. He looked over at you and laughed as he watched your wide eyes stare at the screen.

"What?" You said, breaking your gaze to look up at him from where you lay on his shoulder.

He shook his head with a little smile, "You're just beautiful."

You blushed and rolled your eyes as you looked back at the screen with a laugh, "Please."

"Hey," he said as he gently turned your face back to his, "(y/n), you are absolutely beautiful, there's no point in denying it."

You were silent as you gazed into his admiring eyes with a giddy feeling in your stomach. Without a second thought, you sat up and crawled on top of him, pressing your lips firmly to his. His hands reached up to hold your face as you kissed him with a slowness that only meant love. You rested your hand on his chest and smiled as you felt his heartbeat quicken. He broke away and rested his forehead on yours as he caught his breath.

"I'm so in love with you," he confessed through bated breath.

You bit your lip as you replayed those words over and over in your mind, "I love you too."

He looked up with excited eyes, "Really?"

"Really."