Celebrity Interracial Imagines

Channing Tatum x Reader

   Y/N'S POV

  Channing thought it was a good idea to throw a party at our house, and I wanted all of these people out of my house right now. I hated parties, and I hated having to talk to people who I knew didn't even want to talk to me. They only talked to me, because I was married to Channing Tatum.

  One guy pulled me into his arms and said,"You are gorgeous. Why Channing?"

  I pushed the guy into the table and said,"Why wouldn't I choose Channing?"

  Maybe I was so mad right now, because I was pregnant, and the music was just too loud. So, I walked over to where the DJ was and turned the music all the way down.

  Everyone began to boo me, and I yelled,"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

  Channing now stood beside me and kissed my cheek, before he whispered to me,"What are you doing? This party is for you."

  I said,"Is it? I don't know anyone here, besides from you and the DJ. Channing, I want these people out of my house right now."

  Channing asked me,"Do you know how far some of these people traveled?"

  I replied,"If they traveled far, then that's tragic, but it doesn't change the fact that I still want them out of my house."

  Channing sighed and took the mic from the DJ saying,"It looks like the party's over, everyone. Thank you all for coming. It looks like Mrs. Tatum's had enough for one night."

  Channing expected me to laugh, but I didn't laugh. He cleared his throat and watched everyone leave. My house was a mess, and I wanted to scream.

  Channing asked me,"So, did you enjoy the party?"

  "No, I didn't even know there was a party going on, until it woke me up."

  Channing sensed that I was angry, and he caught up with me saying,"Baby, I'm really sorry. I told everyone to be quiet, and I even made sure your best friend didn't show up. Now, that's real love."

  I said,"Is it?"

  I made my way up the stairs, and then Channing blocked me from going into our bedroom.

  He said,"Y/N, don't be mad at me. You can't be mad at me. We're a team. You're team Channing Tatum."

  I looked away, and he wrapped his arms around me saying,"No more parties here for a month. You have my word."

  "Make it three months."

  Channing groaned, but he said,"All right. Are you still mad at me?"

  "Yep."

  "How long are you going to be mad, Y/N?"

  "Until I decide not to be mad anymore."