chilling adventures of sabrina imagines

|velvet light • ambrose spellman|

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"Your gay Ambrose, so stop following me." You rolled your eyes as the familiar Spellman followed you around the dark halls of the Academy. You were on your way to your next class and he wouldn't stop trailing beside you like a lost puppy.

"Who said I'm gay?" He asked as he almost tripped. You could tell he always got flustered when you asked about his sexuality. Personally, you didn't care, but you definitely wanted a straight guy.

"Try not to fall on that cute face of yours Ambrose." You laughed. You turned your attention back to your nearby class and not the boy who was head over heels in love with you.

"Hm, so you might actually have feelings for me." He smirked knowingly. Of course he was right. Who wouldn't like someone who was as dashing as him?

You continued to ignore him as you stepped inside the classroom, Ambrose still following behind you. You turned to face him with a glare.

"What do you think your doing? Your not in this class." You said with a hand on your hip. He froze mid-step, his eyes widening in response.

"Oh, your right." He nodded while pointing at you jokingly. He mouthed a quick sorry and turned on his heel to walk out the door. You laughed slightly at his odd, but cute behavior.

"This is going to be a very long day." You whispered to yourself as you took your seat at your desk.

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Once your classes were all done for the day, you headed to the cafeteria in need for a snack. You had a tiresome day and you needed to get some energy back so that you could finish your huge amount of homework.

As you walked into the large room, you saw that there weren't a lot of witches and warlocks that occupied the seats. You sighed to yourself as you grabbed a quick granola bar and apple from a nearby basket of snacks. Biting the apple, you turned around to be met with familiar brown eyes.

"I've been looking everywhere for you (Y/n). I should have known you would have come here." Ambrose chuckled. You almost choked on the piece of fruit that was in your mouth. He always had to come at the worst moments when you weren't ready.

"Of course you were looking for me." You grumbled, walking past him with both snacks in your hands. You could hear his heavy footsteps catching back up to you.

"Why wouldn't I look for you?" Ambrose asked with a puzzled look on his face. You sighed before turning back to him.

"Because your gay. And we aren't exactly friends Ambrose, and your definitely not my boyfriend. So why do you follow me?"

You were now standing face to face in the hallway. Luckily, there were no onlookers. You were out of breath from your short outbreak, and Ambrose stared at you in awe.

"I'm sorry (Y/n). Your right, we aren't friends and I'm sure as hell not your boyfriend. So I'll stop following you." He mumbled before sulking away to the other side of the hall, away from you.

Seeing him walk away sparked an unfamiliar feeling in you. It actually hurt to see that he was away from you, that you pushed him away. Now, it would be different without your Ambrose wanting to be next to you 24/7. No more compliments, or your favorite snacks he would give you randomly, and no more Ambrose.