Imagine... (Magcon Imagines)

5. Jacob

You're sitting in your room and you look down from your window. The neighbors are still moving in. There's a new family moving in next door and they've been unpacking moving trucks for about 3 days now. You're mom comes into your room.
"Y/N go and help the kid move in."

"Mom. For one. He isn't a kid. And two. What about his family."

"They went to get the other can. Go and help him."

"Why don't you do it?"

"I have work."

"Ugh. Fine."

It wasn't like you didn't want to help him. It's that the kid. Well. He's really cute. And he seems nice but you're too shy to talk to him. But you can tell your mom won't let this drop so you get your grey converse on and head downstairs.

"Bye mom see you in a bit."

"Thank you sweetie"

"Whateves mom anytime."

You walk down the steps of your front porch and walk slowly to the house. You're intimidated a bit because not only is he adorable but he's so much taller than you. Ugh. You see him carrying in some boxes.

"Hey." you finally muster but in a small mouse like voice. He doesn't notice. You try again.

"Hey." That was a little louder but mr enough for his attention.

"Hey!" you say as you walk toward him. Still nothing. You take a couple more steps towards him. Faster than a bullet you find yourself on the ground. You look at your foot and see you've tripped on a lamp. You hear someone laughing.

"Haha you need a hand?" He holds out his hand with a smile that makes the sun shine 10 times brighter. You take his hand with a smile.

"Thanks sorry bout the lamp."

"It's no problem. Do you live nearby?"

"Yeah I actually live right next to you I came to help you out."

"Oh wow thanks I could sure use the help. Oh btw in Jacob."

"I'm (Y/N)"

He blushes a little and then takes your hand.

"Come in I wanna show you something quick before we get started."

You let him lead you as you carefully step over things and frolick on the inside. He's so nice and cute and argh.

"Do you like music?" He asks

"Of course."

"Perfect." He sets you down on his bed and he grabs his guitar. He sits right beside you facing you and looks you in the eyes. He strums a few chords and begins to sing.

"I threw a wish in the well."

"Oh my gosh" you say laughing slightly with a big smile on your face.

He smiles back. "Don't ask me I'll never tell."

"Oh my gosh." he's literally perfect. His voice manages to be deep but not to deep slightly rough but still so gentle that it makes your heart melt.

"Hey I just met you." He sings.

"And this is crazy." You join in.

"But here's my number. So call me maybe." You both sing. He stops playing and just looks at you with a big smile on his face.

"You're voice." He says.

"I know it's bad." You say covering your face.

"No. Actually. It's something else."

"What do you mean?" You say with intrigue.

"Your voice fits with mine so perfectly."

You see him start blushing and you can't help but smile. He looks at you and finishes his sentence.

"It's just meant to be."