Boyfriend Imagines

Surprise Cont.

I jumped.

Strong banging on my door startled me half to death.

"(Y/N)! COME OUT!" He yelled. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't make out who it was.

The doorknob began to rattle.

Whoever it was, they were coming in. Or at least wanted to.

I only had one idea. the window.

i tried to unlock it so i could slide it open, i was going to have to jump out.

It was stuck.

"What do I do? What do I do?..."
I thought to myself, trying as hard as i could to get the window to budge.

It was never going to work and i didn't have much time.

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"The wardrobe!
...it'll have to do."
-I told myself.

I slid open the wardrobe door slowly and carefully, without making noise.

I cramped myself in, ducking my head under the hanging shirts and-

My phone rang.

i could hear it from the floor, outside the wardrobe.

"ANSWER IT (Y/N)!" The voice yelled from my door.

He didn't seem angry, just loud to make sure I could hear him.

I slid open the door and walked out,
slowly approaching my ringing phone.

It was (y/bf/n).

I picked up the phone and was filled with a sudden burst of anger and slight confusion.

"What the hell is going on!?" I whispered sharply.

"Look baby," (y/bf/n) spoke quietly,
"I know you're scared but you need to come out of that room."

"But there's someon-"

"The guy at the door isn't gonna hurt you, you just need to come out. Please."

As i hung up the phone, my heart started racing.

I did as he said and un-barricaded the door one step at a time.

Speaking of steps, I was down to the last one.
The barricade was gone and now all I needed to do was unlock the door.

Not that big of a deal, right? Wrong.
In the moment, I was terrified. Unsure.

I quickly built up the courage to do it, considering (y/bf/n) obviously knew what was happening.

I opened the door hesitantly, only to find
no one there.

I walked to the back door, expecting to still see people.

No one there.

The sun was now starting to come up and the sky was a bit brighter.

I then heard footsteps approaching me.

Frightened, I turned and walked back to my room but I was stopped by two strong hands around my waist.

I screamed, and he let go. But I couldn't run.

I just.. froze.

When (y/bf/n) walked around to the front of me, I let out a sigh of relief.

His lips pressed gently against my forehead as he pulled me into his chest.

I finally felt safe in his arms.

He stepped away, took my hand and lead me outside. (Into the backyard.)

There, stood 6 of his friends packing up a trailer and sneaking it back through the gate.

There were balloons, hearts, bears and huge presents everywhere.

"Happy Valentine's Day, baby."
(Y/bf/n) whispered.