These are a few different imagines from the 80's
*Requests are no longer being accepted. I'm discontinuing this book. However, I may eventually continue it again someday. Either that or I would make a second book*
*There are quite a few imagines an...
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Imagine Ferris is trying to convince Cameron to take the Ferrari out!
Ferris was sitting in the drivers seat of Cameron's father's Ferrari, attempting to convince Cameron to loosen up and just relax. "We'll drive home backwards." Ferris says. I sigh and look at Cameron unsure. He sarcastically laughs at Ferris's comment and shakes his head. "No Ferris, not gonna happen! No way, no how!" Cameron shouts at him. I place my hand on Cameron's back and rub it trying to comfort him. "Hey, chill out okay." You tell him with your voice so soft. Cameron glances at you in distress and groans. Ferris begins driving out of the garage and Cameron panics. "Whoa, hold up! Get back here right now!" Cameron yells.
"Ferris Bueller, come get your a** back here!" You yell soon after Cameron does. Ferris parks outside of the garage and honks the horn. "Come on you two, live a little!" Ferris shouts at us. Cameron silently prays to himself and walks over to the car. I follow close behind him and eye Ferris suspiciously. Cameron gets into the back seat and I sit up front with Ferris. You turn to him and grab his tie, yanking him towards you (not in a harsh way). "I hate you." You smirk. He smirks back and slaps your hand away. "Ow, that stings!" You whine as you clutch your stinging hand. Ferris looked concerned and grab your hurt hand and rubbed it.
"I'm sorry y/n, I didn't mean to do it that hard." He smiles nervously. You give him a forgiving smile and lean your head on his shoulder. "Let's go get your girlfriend now." You sigh. "I'm not dating Sloane, don't you remember?" He asks you. That's right, they recently broke up, but they're remaining as friends. "Oh, yeah I know what happened." You scoot away from him. You feel super awkward now and stay quiet. "Awe, why'd you leave?" He pouts. You shrug your shoulders looking down. "I just feel really awkward right now, what of it?" You ask him. He looks at you in confusion then turns to face the road and drives off.
