Why Don't We Imagines

Jonah Marais - You're His Celebrity Crush

You had been a singer/actress for the most part of four years. You had a massive following, lots of movies out as well as awards and albums. Today was the day you were heading to the studio to help finalise a song for an upcoming band.

"So whats the band called again?" You asked your manager.

"Why Don't We." She bluntly replied, tapping away at something on her phone.

"I think I've heard one of their songs you know?" You began thinking.

"I've been missing, duh duh duh, on you all night." You sung to yourself, not one hundred percent on the lyrics.

"We're here now day-dreamer lets go." You got out of the car and instantly, paparazzi had rushed over with their huge cameras. Your security guard helped you into the building with ease.

"Hi Miss Y/L/N, the names David Loeffler, formally known as Why Don't We's manager." A guy put out his hand and you shook it.

"Nice to meet you." You smiled. He lead you, your manager and your security guard up the stairs and into a studio, where it was once really loud and then silent.

"Y/N, this is Why Don't We, along with their opening act Eben, and tour manager Tyler." David pointed out.

"Hi guys." You began hugging them all. One in particular stood out to you. Not just in looks but he looked awfully stunned.

"Jonah close your mouth, you'll catch flys." David scoffed.

"Y/N's his celebrity crush though." The one you remembered as Zach pointed out. You couldn't help the grin that appeared on your face.

"He's super hot." You admitted.

"Y-you really think?" Jonah questioned.

"Hunny, I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it. Now let's get down to business." You clapped your hand and sat down.

"Trust Fund Baby?" You read out loud to yourself.

"Ah I see Ed wrote the song, it's gonna be a hit already." You smiled. After looking through all the lyrics, you came to a conclusion.

"Having heard your song Nobody Gotta Know, I'm gonna give the opening of the song to Daniel, you think you can do it?" You asked the blue eyed boy, he nodded and went over to the microphone.

"So Jonah, how old are you?" You asked him.

"19." He grinned.

"Wanna go for coffee sometime?" You questioned, his jaw-dropped again.

"Yes!" He shouted, taking you back a little, but it was all good because he was one of the kindest, down to earth guys you had ever met.