IMAGINES ▹ ROSS BUTLER

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( PERFECT )
by onemorefanaccount

I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

"Where's (Y/N) today?" Justin asks, looking over at Zach as he tosses the ball his way.

The taller boy can't keep the smile off his face as your name is mentioned. "Around," he answers vaguely. "She's coming tonight to watch the game though, so you'll see her soon."

"I'm surprised she's not already here," Justin grins, "cheering you on," he clarifies. "She's like your own personal cheerleader or something."

Zach rolls his eyes, "Whatever man," he replies.

"So when are you finally going to ask her out?" he continues. "I thought you'd have done it by now."

"What are you talking about?" Zach replies, his brow furrowing as he aims the ball-preparing to throw it.

His friend snorts, "Don't be stupid, dude. We all know how you feel about her-we have for years."

Zach misses the basket by barely an inch as he turns to face Justin, "What are doing, Justin?"

"All I'm trying to say," he says, raising his hands in surrender, "is that we all know you two are it for each other, you know? It's obvious is all. You love her, she loves you-the rest of us are simply waiting for one of you to make a move."

Zach shakes his head, denying his friend's words. "You've got it wrong," he insists, going after the ball. "It's not like that."

"Whatever you say, man. Just think about it," Justin encourages. "Why do you think neither of you have been able to stay in a relationship for long?" he asks. "(Y/N)'s great, Zach. She's sweet and kind, not to mention gorgeous."

At his words, Zach sent Justin a warning look as he threw the ball at him-making the boy smirk as he caught it.

"Just think about it," he repeats. "You know I'm right."

'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow,
Your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you're holding mine

You fall on to his bed, capturing the spare pillow in your arms as you lie on your side to watch Zach at his desk. "What did you want to do today?" you ask.

You roll your eyes as he shrugs, "Whatever you want."

"That's a dangerous thing to say," you insist playfully. "You never know what I can come up with." A smile makes its way on to his face, causing your expression to match his. "But really, do you want to go anywhere or do something?"

"I'd rather just stay here," he admits. "If you don't mind."

Shaking your head, you hug his pillow tighter against your chest, "Why would I turn down the chance to have you all to myself?" you joke, but you couldn't hide the sadness in your tone.

"What's wrong?"

Sighing, you shake your head slightly, "It's nothing."

"(Y/N)," he scolds, "I've known you forever-I know when something's wrong." He turns his seat around so he was fully facing you. "What is it?"

"It's going to make me sound stupid and selfish," you explain. "But I promise I'm okay."

"Please?"