Chris Hemsworth Imagines

He Surprises You in Class

You're in your drawing class, standing at your easel. You've been here for 45 minutes, and looking over at the clock, you see you still have 2 hours to go. You are not having a good day. You hate your outfit, you look tired, you feel tired, and your period started... You just want to go home, wrap yourself in blankets, and eat lots of chocolate.
Tiredly holding up your arm, you begin to draw the drapes your instructor placed in the middle of the room, with half your normal effort. You sigh, hearing some girls behind you laughing quietly. Why did this one girl always have to look, act, and be perfect? Always wearing perfect fake nails, whereas you can't because you play guitar. Always wearing the cutest outfits, and having bare legs in Winter. Why would anyone want bare legs when it's freezing cold outside?! You hate that you always pick comfort over fashion, and end up looking sloppy. It's just... So... Typical.
You hear a gasp, interrupting your mind rant. Looking up, you see the most handsome man walk in the door, with a single (favorite flower) in his hand. You barely hear the various pencils dropping and gasps that go around the room, you just see Chris, looking absolutely amazing. You let out a breath when his eyes finally meet yours. He smiles softly, walking towards you. When he's standing about a foot away, you stand on your tiptoes and throw your arms around his neck. He lays his head on your shoulder, placing kisses on it every few seconds. You pull away after a minute, standing back on your feet. You quickly wipe your cheeks, brushing away stray tears.

"Chris... What are you doing here? I thought you would still be filming..."

He smiles at you, and tucks a piece of hair behind your ear while dragging his fingers down your jaw.

"I have a three week break. Thought I'd come surprise you... Surprise!"

You laugh, turning your head to the side. Your eyes go wide when you notice the stares of everyone in the room on the two of you. You chuckle nervously, glancing around at your classmates before looking back up at Chris.

"We should-" you gesture towards the door.

He looks behind him, then back at you, "yeah... Come on, Love."

He takes your hand, gently pulling you along with him as you two weave around the drapery subject and the easels on your way to the door. You can't help but look at everyone's faces, especially hers. You feel a smile cover your face, because one thing she didn't have, and never would, is Chris Hemsworth. Your secret boyfriend. Well, not so secret anymore...

A/N This was pretty much how my morning went. Or rather, how I wish it went...
Anyway, by "class" I meant a college class, but if you want to imagine it as a high school class, you can obviously do that too. :)