NateWantsToBattle Imagines // Completed

Musical Roommate

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(Y/N)'s POV

I was talking to Nate over text because he was at his friend's house. We were deciding on what song I was gonna sing. I was thinking of a Paramore song.

Nate:
How about Crushcrushcrush?

You:
Idk. I'll listen to it soon x

Nate:
Okay. I'm gonna record a vid with Matt so I'll ttyl.

You:
Okay. Cya x

Nate:
Bye.

I don't really know why I bother typing an X at the end of every message I type. It's become a habit now and I can't help it. I bet Nate just finds it weird.

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Nate's POV

You:
How about Crushcrushcrush?

(Y/N):
Idk. I'll listen to it soon x

You:
Okay. I'm gonna record a vid with Matt so I'll ttyl.

(Y/N):
Okay. Cya x

You:
Bye.

Why does she always type an X after every sentence? It's probably just a habit but I find it kinda weird. Not in a bad way, in a fun way. It's kinda obvious that she has a crush on me. So I thought about Crushcrushcrush by Paramore. I'm a big Paramore fan, and so is (Y/N).

"Hey, Nate! Ready to record?" Matt called to me.

"Yeah! I'll be there in a sec!" I yelled through.

~Time Skip~

I finished the recording with Matt and headed on my way home to (Y/N).

When I got in, (Y/N) was sitting on her phone.

"Hey (Y/N)!" I smiled.

"Oh, hey Nate!" She smiled as she scrolled through some Paramore songs. "I think I might do Crushcrushcrush. But I kinda wanna do Ignorance or Brick By Boring Brick."

"Do Crushcrushcrush. It's a good song. Well, all of them are, but I suggested it so it's-"

"Even more cooler? Okay then." She interrupted. I rolled my eyes and sighed playfully. (Y/N) got up and walked to her recording studio. I got to the audio board and let (Y/N) do her audio check. After she did, I got the Crushcrushcrush instrumental up and waited for the signal. When it was given, I started the song.

Crushcrushcrush
By Paramore

I got a lot to say to you
Yeah, I got a lot to say
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me
Keeping them here
And it makes no sense at all

They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies