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"Okay, so winner gets to smash a pie in the other person's face? Your on," I confirm with Matt a smirk plastered on his face.
I wasn't the greatest at pool, but it's all about angles, and let's just say I aced my Geometry class.
"Your on, Princess," he replys. I honestly have no clue when he started me calling that, but pretty much everyone around the house gives eachother pet names. So, in return, I call him Prince Charming.
"I'll take stripes," he say cooley, and get in position to shoot. Okay, it can't just be me, but Matt is pretty attractive in his orange texas muscle top.
He was about to take a shoot, when you scream "ICE CREAM!" When he shot, it missed. Your plan was even if you weren't that good at pool, you could atleast distract him and get him off of his game. That was the fun part.
He looks up at you, after he shot, and grumbles a few words that you couldn't make out.
You throw a pouty face on, "What's wrong Prince Charming?" you ask him as if nothing have ever happened.
With that remark, it put a sour look on his face, which in my opinion did not work with that silver fox look that he was going for.
"Awww, you guys are so cute together!" Jessica comes over to the pool table from where she was tanning.
"Jess, we're just friends," I brush her off. Even if I did like Matt, he's still way older than me, and he probably wouldn't feel the same way, so there's like zero chance of that happening.
"Sure you are," thanks for the scarcastic tone, "I don't think just friends call eachother Princess and Prince Charming now do they?" Before you could slip a word in to object she keeps talking, "Come on y/n, you gotta make a move on him. That's how I got Cody," she winks, and the spins around and heads back to her tanning session.
Honestly Jessica, your one of my good friends in the house. But, you and Cody and like the Romeo and Juliet of the house, minus all the killings and such, but ya get my point?
There was a reason that Cody was evicted, showmances can be extreamly detrimental to anyone's game. It puts a target not only on your back, but whoevers in your showmance as well. But what can I say? I'm a super fan, just stating the facts here.
"HOUSE MEETING YA MEATBALLS! EVERYONE COME TO THE LIVING ROOM!" Josh's voice inturrepts your thoughts. You crack a smile at Josh's meatball references. So maybe you didn't really like the guy all that much, but damn he was halarious sometimes.
"We never finished our pool game though," you whined to Matt. "Now I'll never get to pie you in the face," you pouted.
Matt smirks, and just pulls you in for a hug. His tall stature towering over you short one, "come on," you whispered up to him, and he breaks away and starts walking towards the door.
"Hey! Where are you going?" You shout at him, and he looks back stunned. "I'm going to the living room," he states matter-of-factly.
"Come back," now this wasn't really a question, more of a demand. Whoops. But thankfully without arguing he comes back over to you.
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