can we talk about how good grayson looked in this week's video?? i'm shooooook
and yes, i'm back. i missed writing too much. thank you for all your super sweet comments. i love you guys so much
this imagine is kinda based off of shape of you by ed sheeran, but also their recent video bc it has drinks in it loll
____________the rain was pounding against the top of your umbrella. you were alone on the sidewalk, and was looking for a place to go to wait for the storm to pass, but no one was open. it was late at night, and you were exhausted. you had just left a pretty bad date. it was so bad that he didn't even offer to drive you home. you were thankful that you brought an umbrella though.
you came across a dimly lit building, with an open sign on the front door. you went inside, and entered what looked like a bar. you heard a bell jingle above you as the door opened and closed. you closed your umbrella, and hung it up on a coat rack near the door. it was metal, with a few hooks coming out of the top.
there was a few people sitting at the old looking tables. some sat alone with a drink in their hand, but others sat with a group, talking and sipping from their glasses.
there was a man sitting at the bar, with his back to you. he had on a blue shirt, and a white beanie. there was a black leather jacket resting beside him on the bar counter. his skin was tanned, and you could see brown hair sticking out from underneath his beanie.
you walked over to the bar, and sat in a chair a few seats down from the guy.
"what can i get you?" the bartender asked.
"uhh, just a water please." you replied. the bartender gave you a weird look before flinging the towel he was holding over his shoulder. he had previously been wiping the counters with it. the bartender walked away, and went to a mini fridge that was under the counter. he grabbed a bottle of water, and grabbed a glass from the cupboard. the bartender scooped some ice out of a metal container he had, and put it in the glass before pouring the water over top. the bartender walked back over to the counter, and slid your glass over to you. you caught it, and moved it so it was sitting in front of you. you kept one hand on it, and tapped at the sides of the glass with your fingers.
"rough night?" the guy asked, looking over at you.
"huh?" you replied. you hadn't realized he was talking to you.
"are you having a rough night?" he chuckled. "you look stressed."
"oh, yeah. i just had a bad date, and had to walk here in the rain." you told him.
"sounds intense. did you come here for the drinks, or for the shelter?"
"mainly the shelter. i didn't even know this was a bar."
"i can tell, based on what you ordered." the guy said with another chuckle. "i'm grayson, by the way."
"i'm y/n." you smiled.
"i'd shake your hand, but you're a little too far away."
you stood up, and grabbed your glass of water before moving over and sitting down next to grayson. you held out your hand, and he shook it.
"that's better." grayson said. you grinned at him before letting go of his hand.
"so, grayson, tell me about your night. why are you here?" you asked.
"i guess i just had nothing better to do." grayson replied.
"i think after tonight the only place i'll be is a bar." you said. grayson smiled, and took a sip of his drink.
you and grayson continued talking for a while. he had convinced you to order a few alcoholic drinks, since you had only been drinking water. eventually the rain slowed down, and you decided it was time to go home. you paid for your drinks, even after grayson had offered to pay, and you left the bar. grayson called a taxi since neither of you or he could drive.
the rain started up again as you were waiting for the taxi. you popped open your umbrella and used it to protect you and grayson from the rain. you were feeling a bit tipsy, and were having a hard time standing still. the umbrella wasn't doing much for grayson since you kept moving.
finally, the taxi pulled up. you and grayson got inside, and you told the driver your address. while in the taxi, you and grayson exchanged numbers.
the taxi pulled up to your house. you paid the driver, and got out of the car.
"i had fun tonight, grayson." you said.
"yeah, me too. we should hang out again."
"i'd like that." you smiled before closing the door. you watched as the taxi drove down the street and out of sight.
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