The Wanted - Imagines/Preferences

How you meet.

Max.

You were walking your dog in the park, not the nicest of days. The rain was bouncing of the ground as you walked, the wind blowing. You put your hood up on your jacket to try and keep your hair dry only for it to fail as the wind blew it back down. Your small dog not fond of the rain hid behind your legs as you walked tripping you slightly causing you to fall straight into a puddle. You let go of your dogs leash as you put your hands out to stop you from falling smack on your face. Usually your dog was pretty good if he was off the lead he stayed right by your side. But just as you let it go he spooked and ran off leaving you lay on the ground. In a panic you quickly got back to your feet not caring that you dropped your phone you left it lying in a puddle as you ran after your dog. Being the you, you weren’t the fastest at running and soon your dog was out of sight. The park you were in was surrounded by woodland. There was no chance you were going to find your dog any time soon. You continued walking around the park yelling your dogs name the loudest you could only to hear someone chuckle from behind you. You turn to see a man stood with a blue hoodie on holding your dog in his arms. “You looking for this?” He asked with a strong northern accent. You laughed and nodded. “Yeah I kind of fell and he got away.” You smiled feeling your cheeks flush knowing they have went bright pink. Only you would get your dog returned to you by a guy you’re really attracted to while covered in mud from head to toe and soaking wet with no make up on and your hair a mess and dripping. Typical. 

Jay.

You were rushing around in the office that you worked in trying to get things done. All you wanted was to go out with your girls and forget the stress you had going on in your life. You wanted to get drunk, hit the clubs and dance and forget about all the worries you have. You quickly finished the paper work you had been putting off for months. You sighed piling it up on your bosses desk and quickly leaving the building. You got home to find the girls already sat on your couch topping up their make up. “Eh about time you finished!” They screeched with excitement as you got in the door. You laughed knowing it was going to be a good night. You had a quick shower before getting ready. You took a look in the mirror and smiled knowing you looked good. You were one of those insecure people so you weren’t showing much and didn’t normally like what you saw in the mirror but on this occasion you were feeling good and you KNEW you were looking good. You slid on your heels and walked down stairs to meet the girls who were waiting… Not so patiently on the couch. You piled into the club and went straight to the bar. You ordered many shots. Not the best idea but you wanted a good night, just to forget and not have a care in the world. You took the small glass and placed it just at your bottom lip. Someone counted down from 3 and you downed the shot all in one before taking another. 5 more shots later and a few glasses of whatever someone bought you, you found yourself on the dance floor grinding against a man. You hadn’t looked at him but you could tell it was a man from the winks your mates were giving you. You turned wrapping your arms around his neck. You looked up to see kind blue eyes staring back at you. You could tell the guy was drunk, you were drunk but you knew you found him attractive. You loved a guy with blue eyes and bonus he had curly hair as well. “I’m Jay.” He whispered into your year as you carried on dancing. “And you’re coming home with me tonight.” You grinned back. 

Tom. 

You sighed as you just managed to catch the bus on time, only for there to be no seats left so you were forced to stand. You tumbled around trying to stay on your feet. It hadn’t been your day. Everything that could have went wrong was going wrong and at that moment of time you wanted to cry. The bus stunk of a mixture of smells. You wanted home. But of course since it wasn’t your day the bus HAD to break down. You sighed as you gave up waiting and decided to walk. As you were walking you heard a group of guys behind you being rather loud. You being in a bad mood snapped and told them to shut up only for them to laugh in your face. You walked backwards staring at them. You stared at one of them to find him staring right back at you. His hazel eyes had a shine to them and you were drawn to him. You smiled and he smiled back only for one of the other guys to wolf whistle and piss you off again. You turned the corner. It was a long way to get to your house but you just wanted away from everyone, away from the annoying guys. You heard footsteps behind you causing you to walk faster. “Wait up!” You heard someone shout behind you. You stopped walking so fast and turned to the hazel eyed guy staring back at you. “I’m Tom, I now this is a long shot but can I have your number?” 

Siva. 

You had always been a bit of a geek. You tried to hide the fact you were but everyone noticed. You had piles of books, comics and movie’s. You Groaned as you flicked through your endless amounts of comics only to have read them all countless amounts of times. You were fed up reading the same day in and day out. Yeah you wanted more but ordering off the internet wasn’t always the best idea as you had to wait days for them to be delivered and well you wanted to read at that moment. You pulled on a pair of converse and a hoodie before heading out. You didn’t live far from the high street so it didn’t take you a while. You got out side of forbidden planet. You had been in there a few times and basically it was your heaven. Everyone in there was there for the same reason as you well part from the people that worked there. It was the one place you felt like you weren’t being judged for liking certain things. You made your way over to the comics. You let your eyes skim over all the titles and covers. Taking each on in. You reached out to take one when your hand skimmed someone elses. “Oh I’m sorry it doesn’t matter you take it.” A man with an Irish accent said. You looked up about to tell him it doesn’t matter when you paused. You smiled as your eyes met his. Before long you were both chatting away like you had knew each other your full life. 

Nathan. 

You were stood in a queue for starbucks for what seemed like an hour. The service was ridiculous. Everyone was shouting and just arguing about everything. Orders were wrong, names were wrong. It was beyond a joke. But hey it was a Monday. Monday’s are never good are they? I mean they’re the one day of the week everyone just dreads. Soon as it hits Sunday you’re like “Urgh it’s Monday tomorrow.” They finally got your order right after the 5th time. You smiled as the man handed you your drink you smiled and nodded in reply finding possibly the only spare table in the whole shop and sat down. It was only supposed to be a 10minute stop for a quick drink and a seat but of course that changed. You sat there just relaxing before someone trips up and their burning hot hot chocolate covers you. You scream and stand up only to see a guy trying to hold in his laugh but looking sorry. He quickly starts wiping your front with his sleeve you stand there awkwardly laughing at his reaction. “I am so sorry! Here take this and take that one off.” He says handing you his hoodie as you take yours off. You smile up at him before you both sit down and start talking.

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