Stand By Me ~ Preferences and Imagines

~Your first fight (Cobras)~

Ace~ It was finally summer in Castle Rock, and you, Ace and the rest of the Cobras decided to go swimming at the lake. You quickly ran inside your house to get your bathing suit while Ace waited for you in the car. Once you had your bathing suit on under your clothes, you grabbed two towels for you and Ace and a tube of sunscreen. Once you were outside, you hurried into the car before Ace took off for the lake. When you arrived at the lake, the boys immediately rid themselves of their shirts and ran straight into the water. You laughed and shook your head at their childish behaviour, then placed your stuff on the sand and rid yourself of your jeans and shirt. You began walking into the water when the boys noticed what you where wearing and stopped their games. Feeling a little self-conscious, you splashed Billy to break the tension. 'Ohh that's how you like to play Y/N. It's on!' He told you laughing, then splashing you. You laughed and continued splashing the other boys who had decided to join the fun. Well, all accept for Ace who you noticed started swimming back to shore. After another minute of splashing, you swam back to shore to check on Ace who was sitting on his towel, looking at some people who were sitting near you. You walked up to him, but stopped dead in your tracks once you realised what he was staring at. He was staring at some bimbo in a tiny bikini who was putting on quite a show for him with her sun tan lotion. You scoffed as he barely glanced at you as you approached him and grabbed you towel, clothes and shoes, making your way to the car. You put your stuff on the hood of the car and put your clothes back on. You then saw Ace approaching you, acting as though nothing was wrong. You glared at him until he was standing right in front of you. 'What the fuck do you want John?' You ask him, disgust evident in your voice. 'What the hell got your panties in a twist?' He asked back. You scoffed. 'Oh, I don't know! Maybe the fact that some bimbo was practically pushing her tits in your face and you, my boyfriend, weren't doing much to stop her!' You yell at him, emphasising the word boyfriend. This time he scoffed. 'Says the girl who was playing around with 6 other guys while her boyfriend was right in front of her!' He yelled back at you, using the same emphasis of the word boyfriend as you had. 'You know what, fuck you John.  I wasn't the one eye fucking someone other than their girlfriend!' You yelled at him louder this time. 'Don't call me that.' He said, his voice cold. 'Call you what?' You asked him, knowing full well what he meant. 'You know, Y/N. Don't fucking call me that.' He said again, his voice a little louder. 'What're you gonna do about it?' You challenged him. He then used his body to push yours up against the car and leant down to kiss your lips rougher, and with more passion than he had ever before. You tried to push him back, but eventually gave into him and ran your hands through his hair, moaning into the kiss. Ace eventually pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. 'I'm sorry.' He said. 'It's ok.' You tell him, pulling him in for another kiss.

Eyeball~ 'Y/N!' You heard your boyfriend, Eyeball, yell from your bedroom from where you were in the kitchen getting drinks for the two of you. Eyeball was over at your place as your parents were away for a week, trusting you with the house. 'Coming!' You yell back at him. You walk into your bedroom to see him holding up a shirt. 'What the fuck is this?' He asked you. 'Where'd you find that?' You asked him. 'Under the bed.' He tells you. You laughed as you realised that it was actually one of his shirts that you wore when he stayed over when you first started dating. 'What's so funny Y/N? Is the fact that you're cheating on me humorous to you?' He yells at you. 'Eyeball, calm down! That's one of your shirts baby.' You tell him. Eyeball just shook his head and threw the shirt on your bed. 'Am I not good enough for you?' He asked, his voice raised. 'Richie, I love you.' You told him, your voice soft. 'Well thats not my fucking shirt Y/N, so obviously you don't.' He said, his voice as soft as yours. You shook your head and walked over to your bed and picked up the shirt. 'Here,' You told him as you lifted up the shirt. 'This stain is from when we made dinner together for the first time. Remember I was stirring the pasta sauce we made and accidentally got some on you.' You said as you pointed to a little red stain at the bottom on the shirt. 'Ok, so if it is my shirt, why was it under your bed?' He asked, as he crossed his arms across his chest. You moved over to where Eyeball was standing. 'Because that night my parents were out and we...' You trailed off. Recognition finally crossed his face as he slowly uncrossed his arms. 'Oh...' He finally said quietly. 'Yeah.' You said. You then walked out of the bedroom and out the front door. You sat on your porch steps and put your head in your hands. You felt Eyeball sit next to you and wrap his arm around your waist. You lifted your head from your hands to look at him. 'I'm sorry baby.' He told you. You didn't say anything as you leaned your head on his shoulder. 'Let me make it up to you.' He said after a few moments of silence. He stood up and reached out for your hand. You slowly grabbed his hand and he lead you to his car. 'Where are we going?' You finally asked him. 'I'm taking you to dinner and then the drive ins.' He told you. You smiled as that was your favourite thing to do with Eyeball. 'Thanks Richie.' You said to him as he drove up your driveway. 'My pleasure baby girl. I love you.' He said and you smiled. 'Love you too.'