Imagines

Musical Bad Boy

I woke up in an unknown room with a mans arms wrapped around me. I sit up slowly and look around. His room was filled with old rock band posters. I look down at the man sleeping next to me and studied him closely. He had blonde hair, piercings on his eyebrow and lip. He also had many tattoos all over his body. He looks peaceful in his sleep, I doubt he was like that awake. I slowly moved his arm off me and got up to find my clothes. I found them by the end of the bed, I put them on and as I was about to walk out something caught my eye. I saw a huge rack of record cases. My eyes widened as I got closer to them. There had to be at least a thousand. I skim my fingers over a huge section of the cases and stop when I find one from The Fray. He was good looking and had a great taste on music. Was there anything this man didn't do or have that made him any less perfect? I was so caught up in looking through the selection I didn't hear the man get up from the bed and walk over to me.
"What are you doing?" His booming voice asks me loudly. I jumped at him voice and turned to look at him slowly. His eyes look angry as ever and his arms were flexed.
"I was looking at the music. You have so much." I say softly. His eyes soften at me and he walks a little closer to me.
"You shouldn't be looking at these." He says covering them up. I no an walk out the door. I find my shoes and purse next to the door so I grab my purse and put my shoes on. As I walk out the man follows me and gives me his number. I look at him confused.
"I wanna see you again. Come back later." He says leaning against the door. I smile and him and nod. I get into my car and look at him standing there in just a pair of white sweatpants. I sigh and go down the road and head back home. He seemed mysterious in a way but it was something I loved about some people. It made me want to know more about them, mainly him. All his tattoos most likely ad a meaning to each one and I'd want to find out. I did go back later that day and knocked on the door. A girl opened the door and looked at me disgusted. The man from earlier appeared behind her and smiled at me. I gave him a confused look and he looked down at the girl confused.
"Are you leaving now?" She asks me. I slowly turn to walk away and the guy grabs my arm.
"She stays. You go." He tells the girl. She glares at me and stomps off. He let's my arm go and I follow him into the house. He grabs a drink and hands me it.
"I'm Hunter." He says as he hands me the drink. I take it and nod at him.
"Y/n." I say. He goes and grabs himself a drink then comes back and sits on the couch opposite of me.
"You know, normally I won't have someone come back twice." He says after taking a sip of his drink.
"Really? Well then why me?" I ask.
"Well for starters, you stayed. No one has ever stayed over. Secondly, you weren't scared of me. Thirdly, you have excellent taste in music. And finally you're pretty beautiful. Don't run into girls like you everyday, thought I should keep you around." He says. I feel my cheeks start to blush and I smile at him.
"I'd be happy to stay if you tell me about your tattoos. I know most have a story behind them.
"Really now?" He says impressed.
"Yeah, I know because I got a couple." I say. He smirks at me.
"You do? You don't seem like a girl to. Show me." He says sitting back. I stand up and pull my shirt up to show the rose I had near my belly button. He nods and I then pull my hair back and show him the music note I had behind my ear.
"Musical now huh?" He asks. I let out a chuckle and nod.
"One more." I say pulling my sleeve up a little to show a date I had written on my wrist.
"So what do they all mean?" He asks. I shake my head no.
"Not until you show me all yours." I say smirking. He shakes his head laughing and nods. Maybe this could be the start of a wonderful relationship.