It's that stage in 2015 where autumn becomes winter, and your mum has just started a new job in your new town. One day, she tells you that one of the ladies from her office is coming over with her son, who is just a year above you in school. They were coming tomorrow.
When you woke up the morning they were visiting, you got up and had a shower. You did your usual makeup and put on some clothes. Then you dried and styled your hair before eating some breakfast and checking your phone.
About 20 minutes later, the door knocked, and the woman and her son arrived. "Soulla! And you must be Blake?" Your mum greeted them. "Y/m/n! Hi, yes, this is my son Blake. And you're y/n?" Soulla turned to you. "Yes, lovely to meet you both,"
The mums sat and chatted for a while whilst you and Blake sat with them and chipped in every couple of sentences. He seemed quite shy and hadn't really spoken to you, yet when you weren't looking he was staring at you. He definitely liked you. "Blake, why don't we go upstairs to my room?" You asked him. He agreed and you both went upstairs.
You got to know each other a bit more and you found out that he just started a band with two friends and he turned 16 a couple of weeks ago. He found out that You were turning 15 very soon and you enjoyed English and Art at school. He was in the year above you.
After an hour or two, you two swapped numbers and headed back downstairs. He was a really nice guy and was very attractive, but it was still early days. He was still unbelievably shy for a band member, but you would see him around because he only lives a few minutes away.
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First imagineeeee :)
CAN WE APPRECIATE THE PHOTO FOR A MINUTE. HE'S SO CUTE.
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WORDS: 316
FIRST PUBLISHED: October 25th 2017
LAST UPDATED: May 4th 2019
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