♡°☆Imagines☆°♡ {Writers Block}

James (teotfw)

She was amazing.
She was Y/N L/N

I met her a few months ago at school.
After that millions of things happened.
We ran away from our houses.
Into the woods.
My dad's car caught on fire.
We found a house
We stayed for a night
But.
That happened

-Flash Back-

"James." Y/N whispered.

"Yes." I whispered back.

"You-You just-" she couldn't get the words out of her throat.

"Killed someone, yeah" I said calmly. I could see she was shaking. Her legs looked weak and her hands fiddled with her shirt. Her e/c eyes are now darker than before and her h/c hair was soaked with blood.

"We need to clean up" She said calmly. She wasn't calm at all

-Y/N's P.O.V-

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What the fuck are we going to do!

-James's P.O.V-

She ran down stairs and grabbed some gloves and bleach.
I just stood there watching every move.

"Don't just stand there! Grab something!" She shouted. She was obviously angry at me. She snapped me out of my trance and I grabbed some gloves and the knife.

She said that music will help. And it did. Very much.

We started to clean around the house in silence other than the music playing in the background. Y/N ran upstairs and cleaned around the body. I followed and placed the pictures and the camera around him.

-Y/N's P.O.V-

Great. I'm in the same room as a killer. Why did he think it was a good idea? He could've just tackled him to the floor. I mean I could've done that, but. It was in self defense.

As James was placing the pictures around the body I couldn't help but watch.
I have to admit James was quite cute.
And I do fancy him a bit.

But why the fuck did he kill him!?

-Narrators P.O.V-

Y/N went down stairs to check if anything was out if place or still needed cleaning. She closed the draw of alcohol and turned around to get some new clothes.

"Here" James said passing her a shirt. Y/N took it and quietly said thanks.
James smiled.

-Time Skip-

-Y/N's P.O.V-

We made a fire outside in a random field. We burned most of the evidence then I took my bloody shirt off. I glanced at James to see his face was red, but not from the fire. I threw the shirt into the fire and watched it burn, then I buttoned up the other shirt.

"Shame, that was my favorite shirt" I sighed. James didn't say anything at first, he kept his eyes on the fire.

"Isn't it a bit fucked up wearing his clothes?" He said looking at me in the eyes. I looked back a little bit taken aback.

"I think the fucked up thing was murdering him" I said back buttoning up the top button. James looked down at his shoes.

"Sorry" he mumbled. I felt sad that I snapped.

"It's okay" I said back smiling and placing a hand on his shoulder. He tensed a bit but soon relaxed.

"Should we call the police? It was self defense after all." James asked. I took my hand off his shoulder and turned my hands into fists.

"We broke into his house James, there's no way the police will believe two teenagers who ran away from their homes." I snapped. James looked worried.
"Sorry" I mumbled.

"Okay" he mumbled back.

"We need to get out of here" I said grabbing my jacket.

"Why didn't you burn the jacket?" He asked, I turned around to face him.

"It's my dad's. I'm obviously not gonna throw it away dumbass" I said. I instantly regretted saying that.
"Sorry"

"It's okay" he mumbled.

-Time Skip-

James's P.O.V

I knew there was something wrong with Y/N. She likes to call me names. She picked on me a lot. I don't know why. I guess it's in her nature to do that.

-Y/N's P.O.V-

I can't help screaming in peoples faces and then saying sorry after. My mum left my dad when I was 8 then he died of an overdose when I was 12. I live with my snobby aunt in a large house and it sucks. She makes me wear fancy clothes and act all posh and I bloody hate it. It's not my fault I'm this way.

-Time Skip-

We got to a train station. It didn't look very good. Everyone stared at us.

"James," I said turning around. He looked up and mumbled a 'yeah'
"We need a disguise"

I settled on a r/h/c (this is a random hair colour) wig and a floral dress. James settled on a Hawaiian shirt.

"Sit" I demanded.

"Where?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"The windowsill!" I said. James looked back and nodded then sat down.
I placed my backpack on the sink and brought some scissors out. James flinched.

"What the fuck are you doing" he asked in defence.

"They're obviously gonna find you. So, I'm gonna cut your hair so you can be more convincing" I smiled. James smiled a bit.
"Haven't seen you smile in ages" I mumbled while cutting small strands of hair off.

James's P.O.V

I've got to say Y/N looks amazing. She's very pretty and funny. She's very different from the other girls. She has a strong hate for makeup which I find very amusing.

"Haven't seen you smile in ages" she mumbled. I smiled again. Y/N has got to be the only person who makes me smile. And feel a bubbly feeling in my stomach. I have a sudden thought to kiss her.

We both love eyes for a few seconds.

Y/N's P.O.V

We both lock eyes for a few seconds.

Wow. His eyes are amazing. So hypnotic. So. Deep.

I didn't realise but I was leaning in. And so was he. Soon our lips were touching. It felt like fireworks. It felt so right. So perfect. He placed his hands on my waist and I place mine on his cheeks. We stay like this for a few more seconds until we're out of breath.

We backup and we stare into each others eyes.

"U-Uh" I said laughing a bit. James did too.

"You're-You're very beautiful Y/N." James mumbled. I smiled and felt a giant blush run across my face.

"You're very handsome yourself James" I say.
I give James a quick peck on my the cheek and we both go back to the station.

"We're going to my uncle's" I say holding his hand tightly.

"What" he says. I laugh a bit.

"It will be fine James! He won't know" I say.

This will be fine.