I rolled my eyes at my phone when I saw that r/b/n hadn't even bothered to text me. I stood up and grabbed my bag to leave when I felt a cold smoothie hit my back.
I turned around in angrily and saw a boy on the floor with the empty cup in his hand. He stood up quickly, completely red-faced. My eyes softened.
"I am so so so sorry! I slipped and the lid came off and I did not mean to hit you at all! I will buy you ten new shirts if you want me to, I'll-" The boy began to ramble.
"Look it's not that big of a deal alright? I can just wash it and it'll probably come out anyways," I shrugged.
"Are you sure? Because you look so pretty in that shirt and I don't wanna ruin it and wow I just called you pretty and you probably-"
"What's your name?" I interrupt him again.
"Zach," he shyly smiled.
"Well Zach I'm Y/n, and I absolutely do not mind you calling me pretty by an attractive guy," I smiled.
"How about I take you out to make up for your shirt? 100% on me of course," Zach smiled feeling confident again.
"Lucky for you I'm single as of today so deal," I said before grabbing a marker and writing my number on his arm.
"See you soon," I grinned before leaving.
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Why Don't We Imagines 2.0
FanfictionPreferences and imagines I made one book and now I'm starting fresh with another book. Hope you love it as much as the other one. Some of the imagines might use the same song or have the same idea but I will be eventually unpublishing the first book...
