Jack Avery Imagine Part 1

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Your name is Y/n and you just turned 18. You just moved to Los Angeles und earn your money with modeling.

Your outfit

You just landed

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You just landed. Your gum on which you have been chewing for a perceived eternity has no taste anymore. On the way to get your suitcase you take your phone out of your pocket to turn of the flight mode. I think I had to wait for about 10 minutes until I could see my suitcase in the crowd. After that I really wanted to buy a coffee so I had to wait forever at Starbucks until I could take the first sip of my hot coffee. I almost burnt my tongue and looked at my clock quickly and saw that I had to hurry.
I put my Airpods in the ears and started my playlist. I put my skateboard on the floor and drove to "7 Rings" by Ariana Grande to the exit. I don't know if it is even allowed to go by skateboard in the airport but I just love it. I got my first skateboard when I was a child. When I am sad it always helps me with my thoughts if you understand...! Just before I reached the exit I collided with someone, fell of my board and spread my coffee all over the floor. In the first moment I couldn't realise what happened but immediately I could reach for a hand. I got up and looked around and saw a face covered by curls and I asked myself what his name could be when I noticed that his lips were moving. I tried to understand and after a while a had the great idea to take my Airpods out and the only thing I could say was:
Y/n: What?
Unknown: I asked if you are alright.
Y/n: Ohhh...ehh..yes of course how about you?
Unknown: Yeah everything ok.
Y/n: I am really sorry I ehh just didn't see you
* you put a strand of hair back behind your ear *
Unknown: Next time just try to not kill someone.
* he winks *
* you smile embarrassed *
You looked down to your watch and grapped your board while you were telling the guy that you have to go now. You start to sprint and fortunately get a taxi. I told the driver my adress and leaned my head against the window while I thought what the name of the cute guy could be.

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