Crush x reader imagines

Athlete! Crush x Reader

This chapter is long because I am a detailed writer. This is a steamy chapter but it is in front of a lot of people so it will be taken down a notch, your coach will be a guy and he is perverted so know that for this chapter, it will not make the chapter any less awkward and I am sorry for any discomfort for the reader, you have been WARNED! I will say no more so continue on reading if you dare.

*Y/n's pov*
I was sitting in seventh period, bored out of my mind. I couldn't wait for eighth period which was gym class, but to be honest I don't like p.e. I just like to see c/n. He always looks at me which makes me feel tingly. Anyways, when my teacher was going on and on about a project we were going to be doing with our color partners (your desks are colored to show who your partners are so no comments about it talking about skin colors), our assignment is to make a contraption that shoots through a potato to take a sample from it like scientists do with the earths layers. My teacher let the class talk about and eventually start to work on the contraption giving me an opportunity to talk to him about our new seating arrangement. Chiara was giving us an idea but I decided to get up and converse about my table partner with my teacher. I walked over to him as he was helping some student get some rubber bands, popsicle sticks, straws, and more supplies for their tool. I realized that he is giving c/n his supplies but I pay no attention because I really want to know why I'm sitting next to Alex again.

"Mr.Tarbell," I say, getting his attention making him turn around to face me, I also got the attention of c/n without trying, I pretend I don't see him looking at me, "why am I sitting next to Alex?" I ask, making Mr.Tarbell smile.

"Well, you see, he requested to sit next to you because he told me he has a huge crush on you," Mr.Tarbell pauses, I make a disgusted face, "I'm just joking with you bud, I don't know I just made the seating arrangement random." He says, I nod turning around muttering a disgusted 'ew' and walked back to my desk. The rest of the period was me sitting on my knees, and occasionally looking at c/n. Once seventh period was over I pack the rest of my stuff up being the last of five other students out of the class because Mr.Tarbell told us to pack up 15 seconds before the bell rang. I walked through the second floor hall all the way across the school to my locker, grabbing my gym clothes from it as my friend, f/n, walked up since we had next period together. I get up and we walk down the stairs to the gym doors. We walk in as we make small talk on how last period went. I sat down on the floor which she had to keep walking to her assigned seat also on the floor but across the room. Since c/n sat a couple feet in front of her, I couldn't make silly faces with her because he was in the way and he might think I'm looking at him. I do criss-cross applesauce but it was hard because I had jeans on. When my gym teacher finally let us go change, I go to my gym locker and quickly get undressed as f/n is in the corner, not looking at me. Once I'm done we leave, I'm wearing grey leggings with a grey tank top, a pink adidas jacket, and my old vans. As we walk out of the locker room we start walking around the gym while other kids are hoola-hooping, playing volleyball in a circle, or playing basketball, some people were also walking around like us, we were soon joined by our other friend, o/f/n, which also liked to be lazy and walk around. Usually c/n would be playing basketball with the other popular guys, seeing as he's athletic and popular. Whenever I would walk underneath the basketball hoops I would squirm, scared to be hit by a basketball because who's worst fear isn't being hit by athletic balls? Nobody knows I have a crush on c/n because I'm not that obvious about it I guess. When the big timer on the wall goes *beeeeeeeeeeep* it makes me jump. It signals for us to go back to our assigned seats. Then, my coach starts taking about what we're going to be doing after our warmups, I tune it out thinking about what I'm going to do when I get home, probably gonna watch Netflix and eat food, but honestly that's what I do all the time. When we start our stretches I give barely any effort. Once we're done, we all sit back down and my coach gives us partners. Sadly, me and f/n are not chosen together, but I wasn't expecting to get picked with her anyways. When I hear c/n's name I listen to who he gets, just to make sure he doesn't get a pretty girl. I suddenly hear my name, well at least he didn't get a pretty girl for his partner (don't take this seriously y/n has very low self esteem, but everyone is beautiful in their own way even if they don't see it). We looked at each other, he smiles at me and waved, I shyly wave back. When coach is done giving everyone partners, c/n gets up and jogs over to me, he holds out his hand, offering to help me up, considering I was still on the ground. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up quicker than I thought since I wasn't ready, resulting in me gasping. I start to choke on air, me being me, and I start to outburst into a fit of coughs. Everyone is looking at me, but c/n is looking at me worriedly. Once I regain my breathing I calm down, I had tears streaming down my cheeks from the forced eruptions from my throat. I go to the water fountain to dampen my now desert of a throat, coming back to c/n, who was smiling trying not to laugh, I wipe my remaining tears away. My coach was watching me the whole time, it was not until I looked at him was when he finally continued his instructions on what we were going to be doing.