Why Dont We Imagines & preferences

//You're my bestfriend\\ C.B

"Y/N!" Someone screamed waking me from my peaceful sleep. Looking over at your clock it read 9:45.

Shit! Schools already started!

"Y/N!" I hear again. Looking around, I finally hear footsteps climbing the stairs.

Getting out of bed, I ran into my walk in closet, closing the door just as my bedroom door flung open.

Peering threw the door cracks I only saw my best friend, Corbyn. 

"Y/N I know you're in the closet, it's okay to come out now" He yelled,  throwing open the door.

I had started getting dressed so just as the doors opened I pulled my jeans over my butt, but I was still shirtless.

"Oh my God!" He gasped, shielding his eyes.

"If you say that's it's okay then why haven't you done it yet?" I smirked, walking out of the closet still without a shirt.

"I've told you I'm not gay!" He groaned, throwing his arms to his side in frustration.

"Still dont believe you" I smirked, throwing a sweater over my torso, he gulped and looked away, blushing. I laughed.

It sucks that my best friend might possible be gay because my best friend is the guy I fell in love with.

Don't get me wrong, having a gay best friend would be the coolest thing ever, and I'm no where near against it, I would just like to have more than a friend relationship with him.

"Why do you think I'm gay?"

"You never seem to have any interests in girls. You never even look at a girl like that" I told him.

"Y/N I love you." His cheeks went a deep red as the words escaped his mouth.

"Corbs, you are my bestfriend and I love you too but you can tell me whatever you want whenever you want" He let out a long sigh as he circled my room. "Wwwwhhat are you doing?" I asked as he mumbled some nonsense to himself.

"You are totally oblivious aren't you? I love you Y/N I truly really do" Stopping he looked to me, eyes flickering from my eyes to my lips.

"I love you to Corbs" I smiled at him

"Y/N..." He walked up to me, placing both hands in my shoulders. "Think about what I'm saying, think about why I haven't looked at any girls differently. Just...think" He sent a small, smile, he genuine but fake at the same time.

He walked out of the room, leaving me to ponder on his words.

I love you

I love you.....

I lo-

Corbyn Beason loves me?

Oh my God!

Quickly I ran downstairs,  I looked around but no Corbyn, finally I ran outside just as he was getting to his car.

"Corbyn!" I yelled as I jumped from the porch and ran onto the road, not even looking both ways.

"Y/N what are you doi-"

"I love you" I cut him off, knowing he knew what I meant. His smile grew wide, as he pulled my body in closer with his, closing the gap between us with a sweet kiss.

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