Imagines and Preferences | Kris Kostov

♡ Suspended ♡

Inspired by the things which are happening in my life rn. the only difference is that I am not suspended.

and also y/f/s means your favourite singer.
y/c is your country
y/h/t is your hometown
enjoy x

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I was standing in the line for the concert of y/f/s. it is the first time when he/she went to y/h/t. he/she has already been to y/c last year but I couldn't come to his/her concert because it was too far away.

y/f/n stood next to me and we were talking about random things.

I had a picture of y/f/s in my WhatsApp story and a boy dared to call him/her names.

I mean, why the hell would he do this. I replied with 'stop talking about yourself'.

he was speechless at first but then started to say mean things to my clique and me. I didn't care about what he said to me but I cared about what he said about my friends.

how dare he?

I blocked him and soon we entered the concert hall. the concert was amazing. everything went perfect and I forgot everything what happened earlier.

later that evening I thought about everything and decided to confront him when I see him again.

I mean, who the hell does he think he is? he can't just be mean to my friends and the act like nothing happened.

I thought about what I'm gonna say to him and stuff.

I went to bed with an evil smirk on my face (I'm changing to Satan hehe) 

my alarm clock rang and i got up, had my breakfast and got ready for school.

I probably see him at first break (here we have between each class a five minute break and after two classes we have a 15 minute break)

"don't you dare to be mean to my best friends again." I said, shoving him backwards.

my secretly crush, Kristian, looked at every movement I did.

"why? I just said the truth." he smirked and I walked closer to him.

"shut the fuck up and grow yourself some balls. no one really cares what you have to say and no one will ever do" (this is exactly what I said hehe Satan's in da house)

"why don't you just shut up and go away?" He came even closer to me.

Kris watched everything with a slightly shocked face.

"why should I? you're the one who started. you should shut up." I whispered.

"why are your friends even here? you need help or what?" he looked behind me.

"why are your friends behind you? need some help or what you pussy." I stepped even closer to him. one of his friends gasped.

"i think you should go or something will happen to your face" I didn't move.

"you really thing I'm scared of a ugly ass like you are?" my crush gasped.

"y/n, that's enough" one of my friends said.

"no, this just started getting funny" I turned around to face the boy.

"don't you dare to call someone names again. and don't call y/f/s names. he reached at his/her birth more than you'll reach in your entrie life." I spat at him.

"shut up bitch" I raised my hand at his comment, ready to punch him. (ALERT ALERT SEND HOLY WATER TO DIS BITCH AND ME)

"stop it y/n" y/f/n said.

I didn't stop.

"y/n" a friend of Kris warned.

i didn't stop.

"y/n STOP" I was pulled back by someone who was grabbing my arm.

"let me go, LET ME GO!" I yelled. I saw Kris holding my arms.

"stop punching people, don't waste your time one being mad at some people. there is no point in doing this. calm down" he held my hand.

(That what comes now is what I added to this imagine, it didn't happen to me in real-life! (I wish it happened tho 😭)

"calm down, y/n, calm down" he pulled me into a hug and caressed my back.

"thank you." I mumbled into his chest and hugged him tighter.

he kissed my forehead (okay, now I'm crying, why can't my crush just do this?"

"it's okay, don't need to worry." he kissed my forehead again and pulled me even closer to this body, if this was even possible.

"bro, why you hugging her?" I heard one of his friends asking him.

"because I love her and I'd love to call her mine" he smiled brighter that ever.

"I love you too" I kissed his lips.

"MS Y/L/N, MR KOSTOV, PRINCIPAL'S, NOW!" I heard a teacher yell and we quickly grabbed our bags and walked to his office.

In the end, we were both sunspended.

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this boy gave my number to some random boys and now they are calling me names. what the fuck is wrong with him?
it sucks but honestly I don't really care.
-L

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date: October 22, 2018
word count: 1034