The Brady Bunch imagines (X READER)

Peter Brady 2.

y/n= your name

y/l= your last name

y/m/n= your mother's name

e/c= your eye colour

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Peter's POV:
I was walking home from my job at the Leaning Tower of Pizza parlour. My boss let me off early because business was slow. It was a warm summers night with a cool breeze hitting my face. I started to wonder into a a daydream about my crush, y/n. 'God she's one groovy chick' I thought as I continued to walk home.

I was close to home when I heard a piercing scream. It brought me out of my daydream. The scream was coming from a dark alleyway. I slowly walked to the alleyway and saw a sight that broke my heart.  I saw my y/n with a gun pointed to her pretty little head. I gasped.

"Hey, you let her go" I squeaked. "Yeah or what, are you gonna beat me up?" The gunman said. I could feel myself tense up, my fists balled up ready to fight. "You let her go, NOW!" The gunman threw y/n to the floor and ran towards me. I knew this wouldn't end pretty.

Your POV:
"Oh Peter, please do be careful." I say terrified. 'I can't watch this' I thought. I couldn't think about Peter being hurt. That pretty face of his can't be replaced. Yes, it was true you were head over heels in love with Peter Brady. There was lots blood flying everywhere. I was so scared. I tried doing something but I couldn't move. I was frozen.

Before you knew it I saw my knight in shining amour walking towards me with a black eye and bloody nose. He defeated the gunman! 'How will I ever repay him' you thought to yourself. "y/n are you ok?" "yeah I'm fine but shouldn't I be asking you that? I mean you look pretty bad, I mean you look good but no I mean, ugh." he chuckles and I look down as I feel the heat rise to my cheeks. "Y/n I'm fine it's just a blood nose, nothing too bad. Anyway I should probably get you home, it's getting late and your mother will be worried." "Ok Peter, but when we get to my place we'll get you cleaned up." I reply.

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10 minutes had passed full of laughter. Finally we reached my house and opened the door."oh my gosh y/n, where have you been, do you know what time it is?" my mother exclaimed as she engulfed me into a hug completely ignoring Peter."mum I'm fine, I'll explain later about what happened. First can we clean up Peter, it's the least we could do considering he did take me home." I say. "Hello Peter, thank you for bringing home my daughter." "Hi Mrs l/n, it was no problem at all." Peter replied with an award winning smile. "Come with me to the kitchen we'll put some ice on your eye." We walked to the kitchen and I grabbed an ice pack from the freezer to give to Peter.

"um Mum can you please give Peter and I a minute?" "sure sweetie, also here's a rag and a bowl of water so you can clean up his nose."  "Thanks mum." I say as she leaves the room. I reach down to grab the rag and dip it in the water. "Peter thank you for saving my life. What you did was very brave."  "Well I couldn't have let you died. It was the least I could do." I kept cleaning up his face in silence until I got lost in his beautiful brown eyes. He was looking into my e/c orbs and my lips, flicking back and forth between them. We slowly leaned into each other with our lips touching. 'Oh gosh, I'm kissing Peter Brady!' is all you could think of at that moment. The both of  you pulled away and smiled. "wow" the two of you said in synch followed by a giggle. "y/n I should probably get going but I was thinking maybe we could go out, like on a date?" he asked shyly as you and him walked to the front door. "That would be nice, in fact I was kind of hoping you would ask." you replied blushing a little. "cool, well I guess I'll pick you up at 7pm Saturday." "sounds great." you said with a massive smile on your face. "oh thank you so much Mrs l/n for everything." he called out. "Anytime time Peter, oh and please call me y/m/n."  "Ok then, y/m/n. Goodbye y/n have a good night." "you too Peter, thanks again for saving. Bye." you said as you shut the door. 'I'm going on a date with the Peter Brady' was all you could think about the rest of the night.

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This chapter is dedicated to my cousin, illandraf13