Crush/Boyfriend Imagines

|That Girl|

His POV

I was sitting in my art class. Art was one of my favourite classes. We were in the middle of class when this girl walked in. She had brown hair, she was taller, skinny, she was beautiful. And the clothes she wore didn't show off her body, but you could tell she was skinny. She talked to the teacher and sat down beside me. We were in the back of the class.

There was something different about her. She seemed more relaxed. She was really quiet. I only realized I was starring at her when she looked at me. She gave me a small smile. She was nervous

I felt a tap on my shoulder

"Hey, can you explain what we are doing?" She whispered

"Its a free class. We can draw whatever." I whispered back

She just nodded. She took out her art supplies and started sketching.

There was just something different about her.

*Weeks later*

Ever since Y/n came through that door in art class. I just couldn't shake her from my head. She's on my mind all the time. I'm just thinking about her now. I'm just strumming away on my guitar. I could see the stars out my window

Your POV

When I went to my first class, he was the first person I saw. I see him everywhere. It doesn't really help that we're neighbours. I don't think he even knows. Well that and I always keep my curtains closed.

I was curious to see if he was in his room. I peeked through just enough so one eye could see if he was there. He was. His light was on, and he was on his bed with his guitar. I didn't know he played. He seemed mysterious

In Art class the next day, I saw him stare at me. He knew I caught him and he blushed. He seemed pretty shy.

The bell rang and I tapped him on the shoulder before he could go.

"Hey. Can I ask you something?" I asked really shy

"Yeah anything."

"May I ask why you always stare at me?" I blushed

"Because you're beautiful." I almost didn't catch what he said he was so quiet

"You-you think I'm beautiful?" I asked curious. My curiosity has almost gotten me killed sometimes

"I think you're amazing. You're different from other girls and you don't seem to care about what people think."

I just smile and blush at his words

His POV

I just had to tell her everything. She needed to know that I basically fell in love with her the moment I saw her. Now you might think this is cliche but I do believe that I am in love with her

Then she did something unexpected. She goes on her tippy toes and kisses me on the cheek. Now it's my turn to blush. She smiles as she walks away and I just stand there in awe