Imagines!

dave

for dopeshowX  :) i hope this is good enough lol, and your krist one should be coming soon ;)
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"Calm down dude, she'll get here. She did tell you she was coming, right?" Kurt clapped his hand on Dave's shoulder, careful not to pull any of the long hair that the brunette had.

Rolling his eyes, Dave wriggled out of his best friends grasp and scanned the club one more time for the familiar bright face that he had been admiring for the past three weeks. Their band, Nirvana, has been frequently been playing in that club, and every night they had, without fail, was a beautiful girl that basically lit up the room.

But Dave didn't know her name.

Each night, right after they would play, Dave would go out back for a smoke, and there she would be, with her own cigarette and a smile. He would either borrow her lighter or steal a smoke, but they would always spark up a little conversation about the set list or the weather before she would bid him a goodnight and saunter away, leaving Dave almost breathless.

And he would always forget to ask her her name.

"Um, not exactly," the brunette admitted, turning around to the bar to avoid his friend's groans. Yelling over the mediocre music of the band currently playing, he ordered his second beer of the night and then looks over to Kurt and Krist, who were both nursing beers of their own.

"Dude," Krist laughed and shook his head, taking a sip of his drink. "Do you even know her name?"

Dave's silence spoke for himself.

"Dude!" Kurt and Krist exclaimed at the same time, shaking with laughter.

Kurt looked around the club and copied Krist, sipping his own beer, and said "you got it bad man." 

Groaning, Dave accepted his drink that was handed by the bartender and took a long drink, almost emptying the bottle.

"Slow down brother! You don't want to be hammered when you see her!" Despite Krist's worries demeanor, he was rather amused.

Planting the bottle onto the bar, Dave shot back "yeah I do. I want to be so hammered that I forget her" and then finished off his drink in a swift sip.

"Speaking of the devil," Kurt mused behind his bottle and nodded towards the entrance of the club, where the girl entered with another girl, both of them dressed in skinny jeans and flannels.

Yet, the friend held nothing to the girl in Dave's mind.

Suddenly, the boy felt his face heat up and he lost all confidence. Hiding his head in his arms, Dave laid them on the table and moaned, "I'm never going to talk to her."

Next to him, he heard Krist chuckle and his friend nudged him, "you should see this man."

"What?" The drummer looked up and was immediately horrified. Across the room, joined with the two girls, was Kurt, laughing away with them. Suddenly, they all looked over to him, the blond boy smiling like a mad man.

"Fuck" Dave whispered. Thankfully, the band ended and it was time for them to perform.

Dave didn't remember a single thing during their set. The whole time, he was glaring daggers into the back of Kurt's head as he drummed, dreading for the end of the show.

Immediately, once they ended, Dave escaped through the back and lit up a smoke, not seeing the girl creep into the ally until the glow of her cigarette made him jump and turn to face her.

"Your friend told me that you are, quote, 'in love with me'," she began, pausing to take a drag, "but I'm guessing it's 'a crock of shit', right?"

Her laugh is light and makes Dave laugh too, causing him to relax a tad in the situation, "I wouldn't say I'm in love with you, but you interest me."

Playfully, she puts a hand on her chest and gasps, "well golly gee, what are you saying? I'm not lovable?"

"Now now, that's not what I said!"

Smirking, the girl put out her cigarette and walked closer to him. Tucking a piece of paper in his shirt pocket, she gazed up at him through her eyelashes, "call me."

She walked off, but before entering the club again, she turned around and added "oh and Dave? You interest me too."

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I hope this is good enough lol
I didn't read it over so sorry for spelling mistakes lol