Boyfriend Imagines

Surprise

Saturday
2:30am
(Valentine's Day).

I was woken up to the sound of my back gate opening.

(The back gate leads to your backyard)

I rolled over to check my phone, that was sitting on my bedside table. Charging.

"2:31 am" It read, over (y/bf/n)'s face that I had saved for the lockscreen.

When I began hearing voices of multiple guys, (in the backyard) I freaked out.

I jumped out of bed, wrapped a blanket around my shoulders, and walked slowly out of my room and to the back door.

Through the foggy, dark night, I could make out the shape of about 6 guys.

From their height, I assumed they were my age but I couldn't really tell because it was still dark.

Behind them, seemed to be a loaded trailer.
Bags and other unintelligible items piled on the back.

I unlocked the back door, ready to slide it open.

I had worked up the courage to speak up, so I tried. I slid the door open and-

"H-" I tried to yell but the words wouldn't come out.

As one of them turned a flashlight on, glaring it right at me, I came to my senses and realised how stupid it was to get their attention.

"Shit shit shit shit shi- no no no no no..." I whispered to myself, running back to my bedroom and locking the door behind me.

I used all my strength to barricade the door.

I had draws, a chair, my desk and bedside table, all piled up looking like a tsunami of furniture.

My room now looked bare, almost like i was moving out.

I picked up my phone (which was now on the floor) and called (y/bf/n). I didn't know what else to do.

A/N- (y/bf/n) was staying at a friends place for the night.

"Babe, what's up? It's like.. early.." He answered.

"I know baby. I'm sorry, but there's people in the backyard. I'm scared."

From background noise on (y/bf/n)'s end, I heard slight laughter, then a sharp, "SHH!"
Then he finally spoke.

"Babe- uh.. don't worry about that.. where are you right now?"

He sounded like he wasn't worried-like he knew what was going on.

"In my room. I've barricaded the d-"

I was cut off by hearing a loud CRASH which seemed to echo from in the backyard, to
(y/bf/n)'s end of the call.

"I gotta go." (y/bf/n) said,
"Look, you're safe. Don't worry. I love you."

"Wait what? No- who wer-"

He hung up.

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