Why Don't We Imagines

Want me •zach•

"Elizabeth" Zach shouts while I'm right beside him

"Zachary" I mock him

"Don't use my full name" he narrows his eyes

"Sorry Zachary" I pout fakely

"I mean it" he raises his eyebrow

"What are you gonna do" I playfully roll my eyes

He puts his hand ontop of mine and turns my head with his free hand

"Elizabeth"

"Zachary"

"Stop"

"No"

"You know I don't like it Baby"

"I don't care....Zachary"

"Stop"

"Why"

"Because I don't like it"

"You call me Elizabeth when you know i prefer Lizzie or Beth"

"It sounds nicer and more formal"

"So does Zachary" I smirk

He rolls his eyes and turns his head away, taking his hand off mine. He swings his legs over the bed and sits on the edge of the bed

"When are you going home" he sighs

"Are you being serious" I say putting my book down

"Yes" he says

Why is he being so petty right now?

"I'm staying at yours tonight" I say

"Do you mind if you don't" he asks

"Zach really" I go over and sit beside him

"Yes" he looks me in my eyes

I give him a 'seriously' look and he nods and sighs

"Yes I mind. I don't wanna be home alone tonight" I put my hand on his thigh

"I don't want you to stay here though" he twitches his lip

I'm gonna make this weirdo want me here

"Fine then, let me get changed" I get off the bed.

I was wearing his shirt with nothing but underwear underneath.

I bend down showing my ass to him purposely and pick up my shorts.

"Gonna get changed" I walk into his bathroom.

I bought a top with me but he's being an asshole so why can't I?

I walk out with my shorts on and just my bra

"Do you have a top I can borrow" I rest my arm against the door frame

He looks at me eyes wide and licks his lips.

"Do you" I fold my arms so my breasts are pushed together

He goes in his draw and gets a top. He walks over to me looking at my body biting his lip

I hold my hand out to indicate him giving it to me.

His arm extends but when I go to take it off him he turns me so he's behind me.

He drops the top and starts kissing my neck. The dude thought he could really be mad at me for that long.

"I thought, you, you wanted me to leave" I say trying not to moan to stop him from knowing I enjoy it