Julie and the phantoms visuals, imagines and preferences

•Scared // Reggie•

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Running down the pathway, my breath hitching every few seconds, I try to pick up my speed. He can't catch me. I listen closely to my surroundings, the once heavy footsteps that were following mine, they've disappeared. Complete silence surrounds me. The only thing that can be heard is my footsteps crackling the tiny stones on the ground. I look around, but I can't see anything, after all it is past midnight. my legs feel as if they'll give out at any minute, so I sit down and put my head between y legs trying not to panic.

"FOUND YOU" I hear as a body almost tackles me to the floor.

"that's no fair I let you find me." I say while giving into the boy who is currently making it hard to breathe.

"Either way I still got you and therefore I win" Reggie says while getting up.

"no, you didn't" I say pouting.

"okay, sure" he says reaching his hand out to help me get up.

"lets just go home, I'm tired now" I say not facing him

"I think you're just cranky, because I found you."

"that is sooooo not true" I'm still out of breath. 

We make pointless conversation until we get back to his house, seeing as that it was probably two in the morning, his whole family is still asleep.

"hey!" Reggie shouts, "I'll race you. 3 2 1 GO" he screams. Before I can wrap my head around what he said, he bolts up the stairs. And I dramatically let out a sight and run up the stairs. Earlier today Reggie and I were hanging out at my house, but we decided to spend the night at his house which was basically a tradition that we've been doing since we were kids.

I walk into his room and it looks the same as every movie night we've had. There's a huge blanket to make a tent over his bed. With all the spare pillows and blankets, in the house, stacked onto one huge pile, as well as a bucket filled with snacks and drinks.

After about an hour of goofing off and arguing over what movie well watch, we finally agree that its my turn to choose what we watch. I finally decide on the greatest showman (which Reggie hates) but he soon falls asleep with his head in my lap.

He - in his sleep – grabs my hand and rests in on his chest. Another thing he's done since we were younger. The thing I've learnt that makes him happy is when I trace words on his chest. Obviously, most times I trace random things, on days like today, when my feelings are threatening to come out for him. I trance how I feel. It's kind of my way of getting out how I feel about him.

I slowly trace 'I love you' on his chest until the movie ends. When it finally does, I get up and switch off the light and tv and grab seans blanket off his bed and cover us both. Reggie wraps his arm around me and places his head in my neck.

I can feel my eyes slowly dropping into a deep sleep.

The last thing I remember hearing was Reggies soft voice whispering to me.

"I love you too"