Big Brother Imagines

tyler [bb20]

it was supposed to be a sunny day, no clouds in the sky, perfect 80 degrees and no humidity in the big brother house. but ya know weather man winston doesn't have a very good track record with guessing the weather. in my opinion, he shouldn't quit his day job.

i put on my bathing suit, and grab my sunglasses, book and a water bottle and head out to one of the lounge chairs where i can already see that rachel's out there. "hey girl do you mind if i tan with you?" she looks at me replies with a really pleasant "of course," and gives me a smile.

"so, what're your thoughts on the first week being in the big brother house?" she converses. "well, it's definitely different than home," i tell her and she chuckles a little bit.

"where are you from? i feel bad being almost a week into the game and not knowing at least some basic information about everyone in the house," i feel ya girl, i feel ya. "i'm actually from (insert city, state, country)" she has a shocked expression on her face. "oh my god i actually grew up in a town about an hour away from there," it's really a small world isn't it?

not even five minutes later i start to feel a couple drops of water on my legs. "and i thought it was going to be sunny today..." i grumble under my breath. honestly i'm not that big of a fan of rain, i was kinda planning to get my tan on today too.

"guess the weatherman was wrong once again," rachel comments and i laugh. we gather our things and as we do so the rain picks up.

"oh my god it did not just start down pouring," i grumble and she laughs. i use my towel to shield me from the rain but it doesn't do much to protect me. as we slide open the doors to get into the house i am thoroughly and utterly soaked.

everyone else is either in the kitchen or bedrooms and perfectly dry. "ugh, i hate rainstorms," i say grumpily, but right after a strike of lightning and a crackle of thunder can be heard. i put on a fake smile, "correction, i hate thunderstorms," rachel and tyler seem to be the only two in the kitchen.

"hey y/n, i'm gonna go and grab a shower- talk to you later," rachel tells me as she goes to her room to grab her things. thunder claps in the sky and i literally jumped so much. "oh my gosh, i fucking hate thunderstorms," i say to no one in particular. i wrap my arms into a folded position around my body and sit down at the breakfast bar.

"hey, hey it's gonna be alright," tyler comes up and wraps his muscular arms around me, which believe it or not is pretty protective.

a tear slips down my cheek, the real reason why i hate thunderstorms is when i was younger i had a pet dog, she was a (insert your favorite dog type) and amazing and i loved her so much. one night there was a huge thunderstorm and we couldn't find her. we never saw her again.

i pretty much melt into his body. he puts his arms at my shoulders and tries to look into my eyes. "y/n, did anyone tell you that you have the most beautiful eyes in the world," he flashes me with his pearly white smile, i laugh a little at his comment but still cry a little.

"th- thank you," i croak. "what's your favorite ice cream flavor?" he asks, "(insert your favorite ice cream flavor)," he smiles, "well how about i grab that and we can head up to my hoh room and hang out for a little, how does that sound?" he suggests, "i'd-" a crack of thunder sounds outside the house and the sky becomes illuminated. i jump at the crash. "i'd like that,"

i take a small diversion into my room and change into my favorite pair of t-shirt and shorts. i take a brush through my hair to get the knots out and then head up the red spiral staircase to the hoh room.

i give a small knock on the door and i hear a faint 'come in,' from tyler. i open the stainless steel door and close it behind me as i walk in. i see tyler over on the large bed and he pats the spot next to him and i come over and climb next to him.