an imagine dedicated to @elisabethcx123
Shawn's POV
My high school is the craziest place I have ever encountered like ever. There's parties every weekend (I'm never invited because I'm like a total nub), pep rallies every game, and I can not deny THE CHEERLEADERS ARE HOT AS FVCKK. ahem, anyways I am a total nub because I like to read, in competition. Okay before you start calling me a freaking geek, I enjoy reading a lot and it just calms my nerves okay? IT DOES NOT MAKE ME ANY LESS MAN THAN YOU. I like to read on my own time as well, and when I do that I read in the closet inside the library. It's spacious and it has a little chair. I know I need friends, do not remind me. Okay as I was saying, I read in a closet in the library and one day I was in there and I saw a BRACELET ON MY CHAIR. A GIRL WAS IN MY CHAIR IN THE CLOSET. At this point I am asking myself multiple questions of who she is and if she knows who I am ( she probably does not because as I have said, I AM A NUB WITH NO FRIENDS). My plan is to sit in there everyday after school until I meet her in there, I know, clever right? I've sat in there for three days now, and she has not shown up yet. Maybe she didn't even like her bracelet that much.
Elisabeth POV
The library is my literal home. Okay, not the library, the closet inside the library. where I read. alone. by myself. with no friends. My life as a senior is sad I know, but I have 4 more months to make the best of my eighteenth year in life. Antyways... I was reading in there one day and I found a green and blue flannel inside the closet in the library on my chair. The chair I SIT IN. HOW DOES SOMEONE KNOW MY HIDING PLACE. I HATE SOCIAL INTERACTION. I decided that I would sit in there with the flannel during seventh period until this person shows up to get their flannel so I can make a friend. I HAVE BEEN TOO LAZY TO SPEAK TO PEOPLE, DON'T JUDGE ME. I've sat in here for three days during seventh period and have not seen anyone.
A few days later just as sixth period was ending I saw someone, A HOT ASS GUY IN GLASSES (just imagine Shawn in Harry Potter glasses, CUTIE) he has a black and green flannel on today but he must be missing this one. I need to give it to him. Just as I walking towards the door I saw that he left the library. I chased after him, but we ended up toppeling over one another, and I ended up under him in the middle of the hall way, ALL EYES ON US. I stuttered,
"I-I uh mmh I have your f-flannel thing uhm..." I mentally face palmed. He had the most beautiful brown eyes that distracted the shit out of me. Some people chuckled in the background but he responded.
" I uh, have your bracelet." His voice was sending shivers down my spine. He helped me up and told me his name. Shawn. "I'm Elisabeth." I had no idea I had lost my bracelet, but I am glad I had met Shawn.
"Elisbeth, do you think I uh, could have your number?" When he asked this I froze completely, but I answered.
" Okay you want my number, and this isn't fake. YES." I gave him my number and he texted me as he walked away ,
'Hi closet girl.' I smiled as I looked at my phone. Everyone was still standing around me.
"HI YEAH I CAN TALK, EVERYONE MOVE ALONG." I yelled. Everyone continued their day and I was actually talking to people now. Maybe my senior year will end well.
this was different from most of my Imagines
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