03 | daniel larusso

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𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 : 365

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   "(Y/n)! Daniel's on the phone! He wants to talk to you!" my mom shouts from the kitchen. I quickly close my history book and run downstairs.

   I take the phone from my mom and answer, "Hello?"

   "Hey baby. I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight. My mom is on some trip to Fresno, and I don't wanna be lonely."

   I smile and look around to see if my mom has left the kitchen. Once I make sure she's not there, I keep talking to Daniel.

   "Mind if I stay over? My mom's going to visit her godmother, and she's staying for a couple of days." I whisper.

  I hear him chuckle. "Of course you can stay over, (y/n)."

"Okay, well it's settled then. See you tonight." I say and hang up the phone.

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   After dropping  off my mom at the airport, I go home and get ready. I pack a bag with three sets of clothes. I head out and drive over to Daniel's apartment. I knock on the door and out steps a shirtless Daniel.

   "Daniel LaRusso, are you trying to impress me? Because it's definitely working." I sigh. He smiles and pulls me into the his apartment.

   I sit down on his couch and wait as he grabs some snacks from the kitchen. When he sits down next to me and starts the movie, I put my head on his shoulder.

   "Can you believe next year we're going to college?" he asks.

   "Not really. Have you applied for any yet?" I answer. He shakes his head. "Me neither."

    A few minutes into the movie I turn around and see Daniel staring at me. I softly kiss him and ask, "What?"

   He smiles and leans in again. His lips trace my jaw, and they make their way over to my neck. I run my hands through his hair. He lays on top of me and slowly removes my shirt.

   "Tonight you belong to me." he whispers huskily into my ear. "Only me."

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eek! my first daniel imagine! okay, that's all for today folks. time to watch netflix. (p.s. aidan gallagher's jawline could cut through freaking ice.)

~ xkidkaratex

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