American Horror Story Character Imagines

Music Store: Tate Langdon

In which y/n go's to a music store and runs into Tate.

Exhausted. That's how I would describe how I feel at the moment. I've been working over time lately so I can have enough money to buy the new Nirvana album.
I walk down the street on the sidewalk near all these small boutiques to get to the music shop.
When I finally get there I walk through the door and a little bell goes off indicating that someone has entered.
Once I walk through the door I walk straight to the cd aisle and look under the letter 'N' for nirvana.
After looking for what feels like forever I finally see it. Insecticide.
Just as I reach about to grab it and pale hand under a black line sleeve T- shirt reaches over my shoulder and grabs it right from under me.
"Hey asshole, I was gonna buy that," I say not in the mood to deal with idiots.
"Sorry sweetheart, you were too slow," He says without even looking back.
"Come on. I was just trying to find it," I said just trying to convince him to let me have the cd.
"Like I said, you were too slow. That's the thing though, if you get to know me you'll realize that I don't like it slow. I like it fast," He says and turns around to wink at me. Stunned, I don't reply right away but eventually decide to follow this 'mystery man' up to the check out counter.
"So you're a stalker now too," He says again without looking back at me as he gets in line.
"No, I just really want that album," I say.
"Yeah, well so do I," He replies.
I sigh.
"Look, I've been working over time for a month just so I had enough money to buy that album. It's sold out everywhere and I'm just so exhausted. So please, can you give me the album," I say sounding like a five year old in a candy store.
"Alright, I'll make you a deal. I'll give you the cd, if you come to my house and listen to it with me," He says facing me and tapping the cd on his chest.
"Deal!" I yell hugging him without really thinking about it.
"Damn you must really like Nirvana," He says laughing.
"Honey, you have no idea."
Now that I really have a good look at this guy, I've come to the conclusion that he's pretty hot. From the curly blonde hair and dark brown eyes to the tall skinny figure. And hell, he likes good music. I think I just scored hard.
Time skip
When we get back to his house we go up to his room. It's a decent room if I do say so myself. He has all these nirvana posters and vinyls on the wall and a CD player and record player in the corner.
He puts in the CD in and clicks play. He leads me to sit on his bed with him as he lights a joint for him and I. I accept and speak after a few minutes.
"Hey, so you want to play 20 questions," I ask while inhaling the smoke.
"Sure, you go first," He says while laying back onto his bed.
"Alright. Well what's your name? Mines Y/N."
"Tate. Tate Langdon."
"Cool."
"How old are you?" He asks
"16. What about you?"
(A/N Tate's age was never really revealed so just hang in there with me)
"17."
"You religious," I ask while inhaling the marijuana.
"Hell no!" He scoffs. I just laugh.
"Neither am I," I laugh.
"You like this album so far?" He asks me.
"Fuck yeah, it's incredible!" I practically scream.
"Same, I love it."
He just looks at me. Eyes to eyes.
"God damn, you're beautiful and you have a great taste in music," He says while laying back to look up at the ceiling.
I just blush.
"You're not too bad yourself," I say back while laying back to face him.
He rolls over and looks me in the eyes again.
"Really?"
I just nod in reply.
"Can I try something?" He asks.
"Sure," I say back.
He closes his eyes and leans in towards my lips. I close my eyes as well and lean in towards his. Our lips connect and we start kissing.
After about two minutes of is making out I pull away in realization that we were both still holding joints.
"Sorry, I just didn't want anything to catch on fire." I say putting out my joint, feeling as if I'm high enough.
"It's fine," He replies.
"Hey Y/N?"
"Yeah?"
"W-Will you go out with me? Maybe I could take you to nirvana as an apology for talking your CD," He says humorously.
"Tate, i'd love to," I say while hugging him.
Little did I know that would be the beginning of one great romance.