Multifandom Imagines/Preferences

Les Anderson

Y/Ns POV~~
I was currently sitting on my bed, reading a book. I was trying to get my mind off of Les. He was on a date tonight with Mercedes, his 'dream girl'. I wasn't jealous, I mean I was upset, considering I've had feeling for Les since I was like 12. Dean knew about it, and boy did he make fun of me, to sugar coat it, Dean's an asshole. I heard something hot my window, I ignored it considering it had been a windy night. I heard the noise again, then again. I sat up and opened my window, I looked down to see Les. "Les? What the hell are you doing here? It's like 3:00 in the god damn morning!" I whisper yelled. "Can I come up?" Les asked. "Sure. There's a ladder over there." I whispered, pointing to the later leaning against my shed. Pretty soon Les was at my window, and he hopped in. "Les, what are you doing here? I thought you were on a date with Mercedes." I whispered. "I decided I wanted to hang out with you." He replied. "At 3:00 in the morning?" I groaned. He nodded. "What happened with Mercedes?" I asked. "I realized something Y/N," he started. "Mercedes isn't my dream girl. I always thought she was. Then I realized the person I loved all along was my own best friend." He stated, looking up at me. "You like Dean? Deans a weirdo, but I don't think he's gay, especially for you." I joked. Les shook his head. I knew he meant me. "I'm kidding Les, that was the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me." I said, looking in his beautiful blue eyes. "Someone should." He said standing up. I felt his lips against mine, and for a moment I thought I was in heaven. When he pulled away I smiled. "Wanna stay over and watch The Outsiders?" I asked. He nodded eagerly.