Bellamy Blake Imagines

"I'm a screamer. Not sexually, just life in general"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid we'll have to take them out straight away." - seeing your horrified expression and pale face Abby quickly tried to reassure you, one hand gently patted your back -"But it's going to be alright! It's a quick procedure - half an hour to fourty-five minutes!" - her warm smile was slowly fading away and with calm voice tured to Bellamy - "Yeah, Bellamy I think she's gonna black out."

A low, dragged grunt escaped past your dry lips. Your eyes felt so heavy, like someone glued them and put two heavy stones on them. Every movement you tried to make was terribly painful. You were experiencing the worst splitting headache in your life - your whole face pulsating, you could literally hear your heart beating in the back of your throat.

It made you feel sick and nauseous. You let out another dry moan, your lashes slowly moved up - black dots and colourful circles were swirling around. A strange noise buzzed in your ears. It was annoying and very bothering, you lifelessly tried to move your hand and shoo it away, but only managed to give a slight wrist wiggle.

"Hey there sleepy head." strangely the voice was familiar. Everything was so white and too bright for your sensitive eyes. Narrowing them to a thin line you managed to focus the outlines of Bellamy's face.

"Bellamy? What is this?" - you only moved your head to face him, just as he widely chuckled. "You're alright sleepy, just underwent a little procedure" - he told you, stroking your shoulder.

"Is this Heaven?" you were looking around, dazzled, lips parted, a drool slowly creeping out of the corner of your mouth. "It's the anesthesia. She probably doesn't even know where she is." - Abby explained - "So she doesn't remember you took her wisdom teeth out?" - "Sometimes I wonder what it feels like to know wHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON." - you yelled, but because of the tampons in your mouth he could barely make out your words.

Abby came closer looking at your dozed off body. She shook you by the shoulder a bit and smiled as you looked at her through your lashes, grimacing suspiciously. And then groggily waved your finger in her face. "You! Tell me what's going on or I'll use my weapon!"

"I'm Abby and that's Bellamy, you know us. I had to take your wisdom teeth out. ". You loosely gripped Bellamy by his jacket and tried to shake him, then whispered "I don't trust the bitch, she says she made me stupid."

Bellamy couldn't stop the laugh errupting and leanded closer, whispering back in your ear. "Nah she's pretty cool, don't worry.". The schocked face you made got his stomach twisting from laughter. "Keep her company while I come back, alright."

So now just you and him, the smug expression on his face was growing bigger. It seemed like you dozed off for a few moments and when you opened your eyes again you pulled out the most surpised voice "Bellamy?! What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to save you! You were kidnapped!" the faces you continued to make were hilarious beyond belief! Slowly changing from surprised, to confsed, to scared. Just like seeing very stoned person on a slow motion. "I was kidnapped?!" you asked in a high pitched voice, looking around. "Yes! And they even torutured you!"

"They torutured me? WHat did they do?" - "They took your teeth out."
You sat up, hands placed on your lap, you were looking straight ahead with a blank expression, lips curving downwards. Your eyes started to get watery and a dear rolled down your cheek.

Seeing this Bellamy threw himself at you, though still laughing, he started "Oh no, don't cry! It's alright! You can still drink soup!".
You let out a loud cry, and let your head hit his chest "But I don't like soup!"
Was it so wrong that he was enjoying this way too much? Well you only get one chance to bug with someone like that!

You were sobbing so loudly in his chest, complaining how when you were younger your mum made you eat chicken soup when you were sick "And I don't even like chicken!" his hand was patting your head as you were screaming in his chest "I'm sorry I yell so much! I can't help it! I'm a screamer! Not sexually, just life in general."

"And sexually?" - he asked, mocking you you. You just shrugged your shoulders, hair all over your face.

You looked at him, eyes glossy and puffy, pouty lips and troubled expression. A strange idea popped up in his head. Probably a bad idea! He leaned down and pecked your lips quickly - just feeling their wamth and poutiness and then pulled back. The same smile across his face. It took you a while to realise what he did and when you did, you pressed a finger on your lips gasping.

"Did you...kiss me?" the tampons were shifting in your mouth, making your cheeks look chubbier, the tone of your voice sleepy and highly suspicious. You were looking at him under your brows, then scratched your nose. "What was that for?"

"You're high and cute, couldn't help myself." - "You don't be so smug, because I can put cockroaches in your sandwich." you threatened him, with a serious face. He helped you lay down again and you mumbled "You know nothing Bellamy, I graduated top of my class from Hogwarts school of bitchcraft and miseryand I can even mix your shaving cream with glue. Mhmm."

He laid you down, moving your hair from your face, eyes happily drinking in the sight of your high, smugly smiling self "I'm sure you can." 

↱ by persuasivus ↲