☆ bronny james imagines ☆

fuckboy { 3 }

*your number*
alright. okay. let's talk tomorrow after school. that's it.

i let out a loud sigh knowing that i agreed to meeting the biggest fuckboy of sierra canyon. he replied few seconds after.

*bronny's number*
oh okay. talk to you tomorrow. y/n :)

*end of convo*

i know im ready for shit like these. i have confronted a lot of people not so long ago. so im kinda used to it.

me and yvone were walking in the cafeteria when i suddenly bumped into someone.

"watch out bitch" i heard a familiar voice said. i looked up to see the one and only.

i rolled my eyes at him as i stood up, taking my tissue to wipe the stuff on my shirt.

"y- y/n,, s- sorry. i- i though it was somebody else" he said stuttering. i looked at him sternly.

"oh so if it wasn't me, you wouldn't say sorry. definitely not surprised." i told him with a sarcastic smile as i walked away.

school was finished so you know what that means. i guess its time for my meeting. cant be late for this shit.

i walked into the court, and saw bronny doing his thing. bas-shit-ball. i mean he's good, like good like his father. but, you know what i mean.

"so am i just gonna watch you play basketball?" i told him as i sat and my stuff down. he stops quickly and looked at me surprised.

"oh y/n. sorry. i didn't hear you come in." he said as he continues to bounce his ball.

"mkay, so what are we supposed to talk about ? what are YOU suppose to tell me?" i asked him as my eyebrows raise.

"y/n i-" "get straight to it ass-" "i like you" he said cutting me off. i scoffed at him as i let out a chuckle.

"you can't be serious" i looked at him with the most sarcastic smile i can pull off.

"i know, you wont believe me. not even one bit. but i-"
"yeah no shit. i wont believe you. who would believe your shit after being and doing the same with other girls?" i told him cutting him off. he just puts his head down and let out a sigh.

"are you done?" he asked as he looked up. i just rolled my eyes at him. i just want to finish this whole conversation.

"i know its impossible to believe someone like me. trust me i do. but, you know, as cliché as it sounds, you are different." i scoffed as i put my head down. he probably said that to 13 other girls.

"i can change" he said. my head looked up at him. i have never heard said such. he's usually the one who doesnt care about his attitude. this is the first time.

"for you." he continued as his eyes turned soft. i can see that he's serious about this. but, i dont understand how ? and why ?

"i'd do anything and everything to get you, y/n." he said. not sounding desperate at all.

"how can you prove those, words, you told me?" i asked, looking at his eyes then down to his lips. his eyes and face lit up.

"i don't know yet. but soon i will. and i'll do everything, to make you believe in me." he said with a small smile.

"okay then." i said as i grab all my stuff and stood up.

"okay ? okay what ?" he said following my gesture with his eyes.

"i'll give you one chance. one." i told him. he stood up, walking closer to me. he held my waist and pulled me closer. our faces just inches apart.

"and i'll do everything with that one chance."

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guys, im fucking sorry it took me literally a whole week to update one fucking image. i actually suck. bUT, this is d part 3 and i hope y'all like it somehow cause i dont. enjoy !!