I was invited by c/n to go to his house today. We are planning to go eat out. You see, I have liked c/n ever since I first saw him. I show him clear signs that I like him but he doesn't take notice of it.
I come up to his room as I wait for him to come out of the restroom from downstairs. I look around his room, and I notice something on his bed. A diary. I don't like to snoop, but it was open like if it wanted me to read it. Just saying.
I had the curiosity to read it. I didn't move it so he won't suspect anything that it's out of place, but i wondered and wondered if he ever wrote about me. So, I read.
WEDNESDAY, APRIL 4TH.
Me and y/n have been best friends for years. I have been the happiest guy alive.
I love the way she smiles, the way she laughs, the way she shows me she cares. Everything about her makes me a very happy guy.
Every time we walk from class to class she always grabs my hands and plays with them like a toddler. it's cute. I think this is her way of showing me she likes me? I really like her, but I have seen her play with other guys' hands. It makes me really upset and feel not-special. Does she like me or not? Damn.
Today, we planned on going out for Chinese food. I love being with her. I always say I'm hungry when I'm not, and right now, I am not hungry at all but I made this excuse to see her.
I hear a door open, so I quickly, but quietly get up from the bed and look around. Acting like I haven't seen the bed. But i did. And i read his diary. I feel guilty. But oh my I think just the thought of him owning a diary is adorable.
"Hey y/n! I didn't expect you to get here so early." c/n yells.
"hey! I know, I'm just really bored. So you still wanna eat or just hang?"
"To be honest with you, I wanna hang. You still hungry?"
"Nah, I'm not that hungry."
"Wanna watch a movie?"
"Yeah, sure!"
I run over to his bookshelf. It doesn't even have books. It has movies instead.
I look through his shelf, and I notice he runs to his bed and grabs his diary to hide in his nightstand. How cute.
TIME SKIP
We have been watching the movie and I get closer and closer. So does he.
I grab his hand, and I start to play with it. I don't know why I do it, it's just a habit of mine.
"You know, c/n, this is gonna sound weird but I like playing with your hands."
"Uhh, I don't know what to say to that but, should I feel honored? because I kinda do."
We both smile and break into laughter. I look at him and he looks at me. We stare for a couple of seconds, and I notice he leans in. I do the same.
We kiss. We kissed and I felt so so red. I have never felt like this in my life. It was my first kiss and I was not mad about it.
"I'm sorry if you didn't like that... or want tha-"
I interrupt him and give him another kiss.
"Y/n... I like you. I like you so much and I have ever since I met you. Do you uh... want to be my girlfriend?"
THIS ONE IS UP TO YOU GUYS!
I WON'T UPDATE FOR A WHILE SO I APOLOGIZE. I THINK I'M STARTING TO DISLIKE MY IMAGINES. I THINK I MIGHT JUST END THIS BOOK RIGHT HERE. I AM NOT SURE, SHOULD I KEEP GOING? I DONT WANT TO WRITE BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE MY STORIES HAVE NO PURPOSE AND NOT THAT MANY PEOPLE LIKE THEM. I'LL BE GONE FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS BECAUSE I AM ALSO FEELING EMOTIONALLY UNSTABLE. I JUST HATE BOYS. LET ME TELL YOU THAT. :(((( XOXOXOXO
bye guys. it'll be a while.
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