You didn't mean to stare, but you couldn't manage to pull your eyes away from the bleach blonde biker. He was handsome and you really wanted to know him, but thought he was way out of your league.
Suddenly, the boy turns his head, finding you in the sea of the boardwalk. He smiles at you, a smile that only made you draw closer to him before he zoomed off on his bike with his boys, leaving you firmly caught on his hook.
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Thoughts? Just a short little imagine.
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The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)
Fanfic"They're only noodles Michael. Tell me, how could a million Chinese people be wrong." Just a typical Imagines book. Requests are open, just pm me or comment. Can write smut.
