bowers gang imagines

2. victor

requested by my girl toezier 💘

the bottle span faster and faster, every second of silence made me erupt with anxiety and excitement.

""Y/n", it landed on you." my face dropped realising what was about to happen. i have to kiss the biggest jock in school. even if i tried to push him away, we've all seen how other girls struggle from his tight grip.

"well then baby, let's get it started." the awful male licked his lips and harshly grabbed my wrist leading me near a closet. on the way, i saw him, his platinum blonde hair and his beautiful smile fit perfectly together. my heart sunk even more.

"jack, i don't want to do this. i have a boyfriend, remember?" i shot him a sarcastic glare which caused his body to push abruptly against mine.
"and i don't give a fuck. now c'mon baby, give me some sugar."

my steps were slow and quiet as i walked out the closet, guilt washing completely over me. my eyes hit the direction of Victor, quickly noticing how livid he appeared. he started pacing up the stairs with force and myself following closely behind him.

we both reached a room and the door slammed shut behind me with a loud thud.
"Vic, it wasn't what it looked like." i barely croaked out, only to see fire lit deep in his eyes.
"oh really?! let's see, you walked into a closet with a jock, preferably due to a game of some sort and that doesn't seem bad to you?" his voice grew louder and angrier by every word he let out.

the thing is, i didn't do anything with jack. i simply just kneed him in his penis when he came onto me and told him to stay away.
"yes, it was because of a stupid game but i didn't kiss him, you can ask him. it's the truth." he looked emotionless, not even a twitch to be viewed on his delicate face.

"then what did you do?" his sentence was utterly blunt to an extent, i and anyone who heard our conversation would instantly comprehend how irritated he was becoming about the situation.
"I kneed him in his man cave." i held in my laugh only to see his lips form into a soft smile.
"are you serious?" he questioned me with the look of surprise filling his complexion.
"i swear Victor. i would never hurt you, i love you far too much." i sounded more weak than romantic but it didn't faze him nor myself.

he smiled weakly and bent down on one knee, taking my hand into a tight squeeze, almost as if he never wanted to let it go.
"i believe you my angel, i love you too." his perfect lips found their way to my fingers, pecking them lightly.

"now let's get out of here, i want to make tonight great for you."

night hit and we fell asleep in each other's arms. he bought me white roses and a load of chocolate to top it off. we came home and put on our favourite films, with his arms protectively wrapped around my waist. tonight was the night i knew for the very first time, that i love him.