Imagine someone hitting on you.
It was the next day after meeting Dwayne and you had just gotten ready to go and sit on the bench.
Once you got there, it started to rain subtly but you decided to go and check out what Max's video store had to offer. You would usually go there every week to see if they had any new movies.
"Ahh, good evening (y/n), what can I get you this night?" Max asked with his signature smile plastered on his face.
"Umm I think I'd just look around for now, but thanks Max." You say giving a smile back.A few minutes have passed and you were just browsing the horror movies when the familiar sound of motorcycles pull up, it was Dwayne.
You didn't want to go and say 'hi' to him in front of those guys just to feel humiliated afterwards. Then, the bells on the entrance of the door withdrew your attention from Dwayne. You looked at the entrance to find three teenagers, all with severe acne. One was tall, a small one and an overweight one. You turned your attention back to the videos, when you felt heavy breathing coming from behind you. You turned around to find the tall one not even a centimetres length away. He had long hair that was either drowned in hairspray or it was just greasy.
"C-can I help you?" You asked, trying to sound intimidating.
"I was admiring the view from behind but the front seems much better." He said, licking his lips and walking in closer to the point you can feel and smell his breath and it was not pleasant. To avoid passing out to this teens lack of brushing teeth you turned your head to the side,
"Don't look away babe." He said gripping your hips closer to his.
"Stop it." You say through gritted teeth.
Then, as if your prayers have been answered, your knight in shining armour walked through the door.You made eye contact with Dwayne, he observed the scene and walked over.
"Is there a problem here?" He asked in his deep voice.
"Actually there is, an asshole interrupted me and my girlfriend." The teen said,
"I am not your girlfriend!" You Yelled at him and finally had the will power to push him away.
"I think you should leave her alone from no on kid."
"Or what?" He asked, testing Dwayne's patience. Dwayne walked up to the kid and whispered something into his ear that wasn't audible but the the color on his face drained as his cocky smile disappeared.
Dwayne walked back to you and put a single arm around your shoulder,
"Let's go (y/n)." He said, bringing you along to his motorcycle where you spent the rest of the night together.
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FanfictionImagines on the vamps that don't sparkle and also the mortals. 😃 I won't do Marko or Paul because I don't want things to get over crowded, but if you want them send me a request. ❤️❤️ (Random updates, I'm extremely busy at the mojo xxx) #16 in Alan...