Crush/boyfriend imagines

"Surprise me"

Scribbling down on the white, blank piece of lined paper. The teacher sits in his desk, papers in hand and glasses lean on the bridge of his nose. The timer on, quiet chatter filling the air, and hatches of pencils writing. Your soft hazel hair falls swiftly to the side of your face.
"Y/n...", h/n calls to you quietly while grinning straight at you after turning around completely from his seat to look back at you. You ignore him, holding back a smile, and continue your class work. His hand nears you, as his index finger cups under your chin, picking up your head to raise your eyes from your work to face him.
"What?", you ask, gazing into his brown eyes that melt your heart. Your hand comes up to your cheek in a fist for your head to lean on. And a grin escapes your lips. H/n smiles, feeling accomplished after distracting you from your work.
"It's adorable how much you care about homework", h/n chuckles before your hand reaches out to shove his shoulder.
"I care about my grades...unlike some people", you stare into his eyes to show your reference to him. His mouth opened , shocked, his hand rests on his chest, he sits there acting offended by your comment. And you give a small grin.
"I happen to care very much for my grades, thank you. I even got myself a tutor", actually shocked, you look at him confused, thinking of a possible tutor for this boy, but nothing and no one came to mind.
"Who?", you finally ask.
"My girlfriend. I was gonna come by her house after school today, she was gonna help me with chemistry", he answers simply at first before chuckling at the end. You glare at him to tell him his joke was not funny.
"I'm playin' baby, unless you want me to come over...", he says almost as a question, before smirking. This time you giggle knowing he was probably going to come over later anyway.
"Come here", he says quietly, leaning in, always weakened by your beautiful smile. Your lips stay inches apart before he leans in completely pressing his plump lips to yours. Your hand reaches up to hold his cheek and pull him closer-
"h/n and y/n, outside. Now", Mr.Mills stands from his desk pointing his index finger to the door, face stern as his eyes glare into both of you. H/n stands boldly, completely unfazed by the anger beaming from the teacher.
"Come on", h/n tells you quietly, and gently reaching out to hold your hand and pulls you slightly out of your seat. You feel your face heat up, boiling as you walk past a whole class staring at you and h/n, curiously wondering what you two had done. Girls gives nasty looks and the guys chuckle to themselves, chatting. You walk through the door embarrassed, h/n puts his arm around you calmly, as you hide your embarrassed face into his chest.
      Hearing a slam of a door you jump looking to your left. You hear the teacher begin to talk loudly going on to the next subject, that you would need to learn by tomorrow. Your hands come up to cover your face as you sit with your back against the hallway wall.
"This is so embarrassing h/n", you say frustrated.
"Y/n it's fine, I mean, we're alone now.", he says slowly, moving closer to you and grinning at you sweetly. You try to stay on the important issue of school, your homework and grades. But h/n knows your weakness, and begins to kiss you gently and passionately. You feel a tingling sensation in your stomach and you smile through the kiss. Later feeling his lips curl into a smile as well. You giggle and pull away to smile cutely at him and he just admires your eyes and lips. An idea crosses your mind, and without thinking you grab his hand quickly and stand up pulling him up with you. Holding onto his hand you sprint down the hall to the staircase, his eyes show confusion and entertainment.
"What are you doing?", he asked, completely interested but perplexed. You ignore him and rush down the stairs letting go of his hand, knowing he would just trail along behind you. You get to the end of the hallway tired and out of breath, slowing down to walk fast to the end of the hall.
"Y/n! Babe, we can't just leave", he says completely shocked by what he thinks is your idea of ditching. His hand stands out pointing at the door with puzzled eyes. You just grin, overcome with the feeling of empowerment, you turn around hoping he'd follow as you sprint down to the door. You look back quickly to see him regretting his actions of following you out the door. Feeling exciting you rush to attack him with a kiss. He seems shocked but kisses back before pulling away and asking,
"What is going on, are you ok? I mean, I love this new you, it's hot. But you do know we're ditching class, right?", you giggle at how worried he is about your decision, and nodded slowly.
     "Yes, I do know we're ditching", you respond calmly and grinning. He looks at you confused, but a smile is press on his face.
     "Ok, follow me", he grabs your hand and pulls you with him into the parking scattered with cars. You weave through the car and he finally stops at a dark blue jeep parked next to the sidewalk.
     "Get in", he says smiling. The car seemed familiar but you couldn't remembered who it belonged to.
     "Who's car is this?", you ask puzzled while your hand stays on the handle of the door.
     "Bryce's, he gave me the keys to go out for lunch today.", he responds. The car beeps as the lights flick once and the locks of the door buckle unlocked. You swing open the door and hop inside, onto a warm seat. Tingles rush through your whole body, you smile knowing adrenaline in rushing through your veins.
     "So where do you wanna go?, he starts the engine. It roars to life, rumbling and vibrating. His head turns slightly to look you in the eye, you see a rebellious look in his eye that turned you on. A grin spreads across his face, he pulls the gear shift back,putting his hands on the wheel after you say,
     "Surprise me".