TGGBB Preferences and Imagines

Declan*Flowers? Pt1

A/N: No joke I thought I had posted this on Thursday. I didn't realise till I wanted to check my word count and I was so confused. I was so happy I had wrote, and I thought published, this on time. I'm kicking myself. Hope you enjoy!!!

When the musketeers came to our school I didn't care. They were just 3 guys and I honestly didn't even realise they were 3 different people for like a week.

My friend group was consisted of around 5 or 6 of us depending on fights and drama. We were kind of like a side branch of a bigger friendship group and not popular but not unliked. Naomi, however, was unliked.

Most people didn't actually mind her but because all the 'popular' kids didn't like her all the other kids ignored her. it was honestly kinda sad. Part of me wanted to go over and sit with her but my friends were hesitant. Id never even spoken to her.

We shared our first class when we were 15. There was an odd amount of my friend group in the class, so I offered to partner with her. And she was actually really nice, not stuck up, and smart in the 'yeah I'm smart but who cares?' sort of way.

At the beginning of this year I found out she was in my English class and she sat at our table. Honestly, I was glad. We kind of became friends. I wish I'd just walked over and sat next to her in freshman year instead of her suffering alone.

Last year when my friends started becoming flaky on all our plans, I just invited her instead. The shocked look on her face when I asked if she wanted to see the new marvel movie was kind of sad. We hung out so much after school but didn't talk much in school.

This year though the musketeers came. Naomi started hanging out with them and I was happy for her. she invited me out once with them to a café after school. I could've killed Declan.

The whole time he was either insulting Jordan, racing Jordan, or sulking because Jordan was funnier than him. Bennett seemed okay and Jordan seemed like a laugh. But I just couldn't deal with Declan.

We all hung out a handful of times, but Declan and I always butted heads. I'd consider myself friends with Naomi and Jordan, friendly with Bennett, and frenemies with Declan. Then he did the unthinkable.

I was standing at my friends' locker as they got their stuff out when the colour drained from there faced. I turned to see Declan attempting to block out the sun as he loomed over me. "Naomi said you're meeting her at 5 after school,"

"What?" I asked, turning around to face him. First of all, rude, second of all, don't tell me what to do, and third of all "couldn't she just text me?"

"Her phones dying," he wasn't even looking at me. The bell rang, "Don't forget," was all he said before turning and rushing away.

When I looked back to my friend, they were beyond confused, "Since when were you friends with Naomi? And why is Declan talking to you? And where are you going with her?" Why did he have to say that in front of my friend who fancied Raymond? Just why?

"It's nothing," I shrugged, "just school stuff,"

"It doesn't sound like nothing,"

As I walked into the café after school, I felt calm until I saw Naomi sitting on her phone. I probably should've breathed before I went over, "What the hell is wrong with that boy?" I snapped as I sat down. She looked up from her phone, eyebrows scrunched "It's not you," I sighed, "it's him,"

"And whose him?"

"Declan, who'd you think?" And I explained the situation to her. The waiter came over and we ordered. When they walked away, I asked, "What do you think?"

"I think," she said, her words slow, "he wasn't being mean," My eyebrows shot up, "I mean all he did was tell you what I asked him too,"

"Yeah but he doesn't need to be so mean about it. He wouldn't even look at me. And your phones clearly not dead,"

"I don't know. He's nice, honestly. Maybe you just catch him in bad moods?" I knew she wanted to drop it.

After another week of Declan avoiding looking at me and purposely ignoring me, I decided to take things dead on. I didn't have his number, but I knew he and Naomi had gym last today. They'd probably get out late so I would have time to get around there.

The bell rang and I shot out of my class. I managed to make it round to the changing rooms as the first few people were coming out. I didn't look out of place since a lot of people waiting for a friend or sibling. As the minutes past, I was worried id missed him.

Naomi walked out, "Hey what are you doing here?" She asked. Before she'd finished her sentence, Declan walked out.

I looked past her to make sure he didn't get far, "I need to talk to him," I stepped past her to catch up.

Naomi was fast behind me, "What are you going to do?"

"I just want to talk," I said, "Hey Declan," he paused and glanced over his shoulder, "I need to talk to you,"

Naomi looked in between us, "I'll tell Bennett to wait on you," She said and walked away.

By this point, it was about 10 minutes after the bell and the hallway traffic was gone. Declan eventually turned around and looked at me. "What's your problem?" I asked.

"I don't have a problem," he went to walk away.

"Look we don't need to be friends but come on. Why don't you like me? You don't even look at me when you talk to me. We're both friends with the other 3 so we need to sort this out."

"There's nothing to sort out,"

"Yes, there is,"

"Are you just that used to people liking you that this is a shock?" he spat. "Get over it. Not everyone is gonna like you. Not everyone is gonna wanna be your friend,"

"Yeah but not everyone acts like a brat because of it," I snapped. "I just wanted to talk about it so we can be civil about it,"

And the weeks went on like that. I started hanging out with Naomi, Bennett, and Jordan more and more which meant I saw Declan more and more. The annoyed silence turned into insults and jabs. Declan kept trying to stop them telling me about the gang. Eventually, they did, despite his complaints, and he always went on and on about how I had to keep it a secret.

There wasn't really a spare room for me in the base but Naomi had Bennett secretly put bunk beds in so we could share. Honestly, it made me feel like I was 7 again but I loved it even if I didn't normally stay in the base.

Id goes there if everyone was hanging out, but it was rare id stay overnight. I'd happily nap though. However, this Saturday I had to study. I had a test coming up and I had to pass. My house was always noisy, so it didn't really work so I decided to try my luck.

I walked into the base and was relieved at the sound of silence. Bennett normally worked at this time and I figured the rest would be at home. I went onto the rooftop bit and sat up there, study with my earphones in. a chill ran through me and I decided to go get a blanket.

As I climbed the stairs down, I thought I heard something. I was in a gang's base, alone, and I heard a strange noise. Oh no. oh no. what if it's the lost boys? What if it's the cops? What if it's my mum?!

I steadied my breaths as best I could before stepping back into my room, scanning it. Everything was still. I looked around and everything seemed normal. My heart rate began to go down when I looked over at my bed.

My face screwed up as I walked over. "What the...?" I murmured as I looked down to the flowers on my bed. I picked up the note attached.

'We need to talk -Declan'

"He bought me flowers?"