James McAvoy Imagines (Complete)

I Win (JM)

I feel his hand grab my wrist, stopping me from walking away from him. "Y/n, please?" He asks with a pouted lip. I shake my head "No, James... I just told you that". He sighs "Why not?". I shrug "I'm... busy". He chuckles "No you're not y/n, why don't you want to go out with me? Am I that bad?". I roll my eyes "No, I just... can't". He looks at the ground before looking back up at me. I huff inwardly, stupid puppy eyes. I sigh "Look... I'll make you a deal. If you can find a way to make me say yes, I'll go out with you". He raises an eyebrow, running his tongue over his bottom lip before speaking. "And, if I don't?" He questions. I shrug "Well, then I don't go out with you. Find someone else to annoy, simple". He holds his hand to his chest, feigning hurt "Wow, that dug deep". Then he smiles "Deal". We shake on it, and he starts heading back to set, shouting over his shoulder "I will get you to say yes y/n, just you wait!".

Here's the thing, I like James a lot. So, why didn't I accept to go out with him?... because I'm stupid, that's why. I just don't understand why he's trying to ask me out, I'm not used to this much attention from guys. I mean, James flirts with a few of the female cast and crew members from time to time. Would he not rather go out with one of them? I would've said yes in a heartbeat... but, it's so sudden. I'm not sure what to do with myself, he makes me feel nervous. I just need him to prove that he's not asking me out because of the moment. He either found out I like him and is now joking around with me... or he genuinely wants to ask me out. I think the latter is a bit far-fetched, he's never shown any signs of liking me back, that I'm aware of. So, why would I say yes when he's only joking?

The only person I can think of, who is most likely to know is Michael. So, that's where I'm going now. He's probably in his trailer, he's very honoury on set. I start to navigate my way through the trailer park, and I soon find his. I knock on his door, then wait for him to answer, which he does. "Y/n? What's up?" He asks. I purse my lips "Michael, I need to talk to you. Do you have a minute?". He nods "yes, of course. Here, come in". He lets me in and motions for me to sit on the sofa. I sit down, rubbing my upper arm nervously. "You want something to drink?" He asks politely, but I decline "No, I'm okay, thanks". He nods then sits beside me. "So, what's up?" He questions. "I think I'm in the middle of a nervous breakdown at the moment, so bear with me" I reply. He nods "It's okay, take your time". I then look at him.

"Okay, I wanted to talk to you because you're the only person I can think of to ask this" I explain. He sighs "Y/n, you're starting to worry me now. What's wrong?". I take a breath inwardly "James asked me out earlier". He raises an eyebrow "What are you coming to me for? Permission?". I shake my head "I... I didn't say yes". He tilts his head slightly "What? Why not?". I sigh "I like him a lot, but he asked me so suddenly. I guess I just panicked... I haven't got any reason to think he likes me in the same way".

"Does him asking you out not give you a clue? Y/n, James would never play with you like that. He cares about you too much. He does like you... you've just missed all the signs" He tells me. "Really?" I question. He nods, smiling "I'm not lying to you y/n, James cares about you a great deal. He talks about you all the time, which means I can only assume that he thinks about you all the time. You don't notice it, but I have proof because he told me all this himself. I saw it in his eyes, the way they lit up when he was talking about you. This is the most genuine James can get, trust me. He likes you" He confirms. I frown "Michael... I didn't say yes, but I made him a deal. If he can get me to say yes, then I'll go out with him. Everything you just said was very sweet, I kinda believe you... but, there is a reason I said no". "Well, then what is it?" He replies. I fidget with my hands before answering quietly "I like James... but, I'm having a hard time admitting it to myself. What if he does get me to say yes? What if the relationship gets serious? But then, what if all that is just part of his game? Then he'll break up with me, meet someone else to be happy with and he'll spend the rest of his life with her. Michael, it's not that I don't want to go out with him... I just don't want to see what happens after he breaks up with me". His facial expression softens "Oh y/n... you were specific there. That's happened to you before, hasn't it?". I nodded slowly "I'm not sure if he's still with her, but I've never forgotten about it". He nods "You fear it's going to happen again. Y/n, how many relationships have you had since that guy?". I shrug "One, but that was barely a relationship, it lasted three days. So, technically none". He purses his lips "Y/n, I think James would explain this better than me. Maybe you should talk to him, say everything that you just said to me". I shake my head "No, I can't talk to him". "Why not?" He questions. I sigh "Michael, I'm struggling to talk to you about it now, how do you expect me to talk to him about it?". He gently squeezes my hand "Y/n, James is not one to blow people off, trust me. I'm sure you can talk to him about it".

Michael eventually persuaded me to talk to James. So, before I can think about backing out, I decide to do it now. His trailer isn't far from Michael's, so I don't have much time to think about it before I'm at his door. I purse my lips, I don't even know what to say. I haven't thought this through at all. As I stare at the nameplate next to the door, James McAvoy/ Charles Xavier, I start to think about him. I do like him. I roll my eyes at myself, of course, I like him. I blush just from hearing his name, I sometimes catch myself staring at him and my heart flutters when he's in the same room as me. I stutter when he talks to me. I smile when I hear his voice. I don't like James... I'm in love with him. I've fallen for him and there's no way I can get back up. I've fallen for him without even knowing. I sigh heavily, okay.

I go to knock but hesitate. I can't do this, I can't tell him this. What am I doing? Wait, no. I am doing this. If I don't, Michael will kill me. I'd rather live. With that thought, I go to knock on his door again, but his voice stops me. I turn around to see him walking towards me. He raises an eyebrow "What are you doing here?". I sigh "James, I... the deal's off". "What?" He questions. I shrug "I didn't say no because I don't like you...". He steps closer to me "Then why did you say no?". I look at him "I said no because I thought I liked you. Then I realised I don't like you... I love you". He smiles "I love you too". He pulls me closer to him by the waist before softly pressing his lips to mine. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. I feel butterflies in my stomach and red flags going up everywhere in my head, but I ignore them for once. I just focus on him.

I pull away for air and sigh as I look at him "I'm sorry, for saying no. I should've just said yes". He shakes his head "I would rather us get together like this. It makes for a better story, so I'm glad you said no at first". I nod, smiling slightly "Okay". He then smirks "Oh, by the way. I win". I furrow my eyebrows "What?". He chuckles "I didn't even need to do anything". I blush "Shut up. Michael's the one who talked me into doing this". He raises an eyebrow "He did, did he?". I nod "You should thank him". He nods as he leans in to kiss me again. "Later" He mumbles, his lips softly pressing against mine for the second time.