The Flash Preferences/Imagines

How you meet

Hey guys! I'll try to keep this short, I hate it when the first part of a story is only like an intro thing. So first off, thanks for reading my book! I really hope you like it! And second off, like I said in the description, although you might not have read it, I don't really know much about the show since I just started watching the it. But we were watching it at a sleepover and now I'm like totally obsessed with it(thanks Izzy). So if something's not right, I am so sorry! Just let me know and I'll try to fix it. So that's that, thanks for taking the time to read this (especially since I'm a crap writer). Now, finally, on to the story! Enjoy! :)
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Also: italics are "your" thoughts
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Meep! Meep! Meep! Meep! "Ugh," I groan and roll over at the sound of my alarm clock. I smash the alarm button with my fist in a desperate attempt to stop the obnoxious noise. I roll out of bed, bad idea, and hit the floor with a thump. "Ow," I mumble. Slowly, I pick myself off of the ground and drag myself to my bathroom and begin my morning routine. After brushing my teeth, straightening my hair, and getting dressed I trudge into the kitchen and start up some coffee while I pour some of my favourite cereal into a bowl. Finally ready for work, I throw my phone, keys, chapstick and headphones into my bag and walk out the door.
Walking down the busy streets of Central City I try not to spill my coffee, yet that soon fails as someone knocks me on the ground. Thankfully my coffee didn't get on me but now my butt hurts. "Oh I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I wasn't paying attention! I'm so sorry," someone continues as he helps me to my feet. I smile at his cute rambling and look up at him. My smile grows a little bit as I see his face. He's so cute. "Uh, its-it's fine. Really, I'm fine. It was my fault though really, I should've gotten out of your way, ya' seem to be in a hurry," I say with a slight chuckle, hoping to make at least a quick conversion with the guy, he seems really nice. "Oh ok, ok good.. Uh, I mean good that your ok, not good that it was your fault. Not that it was your fault at all, it was my fault. I'm just, glad your ok," he says, rambling again. I laugh a little bit, which seems to relax him, and he smiles with a slight hint of pink rising to his cheeks. I smile at him and we just stand there for a moment, a moment that felt like an eternity, looking at each other. (A/n: super cliche right? I know I'm sorry I suck at writing but still just go with it) "Uhm, my-my names Barry. Barry Allen", he said, extending his hand for me to shake. I take his hand in mine, a firm handshake on both of our parts, "Nice to meet you Barry. I'm y/n. Y/n y/l/n." He smiles as our hands linger there for a moment and he smiles. I swear, that smile. Oh my goodness. With our hands still together, we both let out a laugh and let go. "Well I better get going, but it was nice meeting you. I hope, uhm, if-if you want to I mean. You- you don't have to, but uhm. I'd- I'd like to see you again", he said nervously. A smile found its way upon my face again and I nodded, "Yeah, yeah I'd like that." His nervous smile grew into one of pure happiness and let out a small laugh at himself, "Great. Great, um, well here is, my number. And um, I'll text later. Sound good?" I nod, "Sounds great." "Good, great! So I'll talk to you later then?" Nodding again I say, "Definitely."
Finally, we part ways and head off to our jobs. The both of us showing up a little late. Well, that went well. I can't wait.
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Ok, that's that. I hope you liked it! Please let me know what you guys thought! I love to get feedback from you guys. But anyways, thanks for reading and I'll see y'all (yes, y'all, don't judge me) in the next one! Til then, bye! 👋