The Monkees: preferences and imagines

(Quick lil) Davy Imagine

You and your friend were walking in the hall and just laughing about the stupid thing she did in English.
"I can't believe you did that to Mr.Jackson!"
I giggled.
"Hey! It wasn't my fault!" She laughed back.
You both were to busy laughing to notice you ran into someone and you dropped all your stuff.
"Oh I'm sorry!" You heard a voice cry.
You looked to see a man around your size with brown hair, shaggy but Still neat. His brown eyes matched everything else perfectly and his smile... was just... Beautiful.
"You're... You're...." You managed to say.
Your friend just started dying and said she'd get going. You just went with it and you and the boy just looked at each other for what seemed like forever but you couldn't help but fall in love with his twinkling eyes.
You eventually lost track of time and realized you had only a minute left.
"Oh my! I'm sorry, I have to get going"
You picked all your stuff up and before you could turn around and ask, he asked for you, "what's your name?"
"I'm y/n"
"What a pretty name. I'm Davy."
"Thank you, you're  not to bad yourself."
"I know this is straight forward, but do you want to go out sometime?" He asked, with hopefully eyes.
"I'd love too" you smiled, and continued your way to your next class.