The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Book 2)

Someone Like You

David X Reader

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Y/N stood in front of the mirror, toying with her h/c curls and her e/c eyes moving across her reflection in thought. She looked much younger than her age with her small button nose and her plump, pouty lips, and the fact seemed to only annoy her to the core.

Recently turned twenty-one, the young girl hated the fact that she was refused entry in almost every club and barn because she looked too young. Dejectedly, she let her hair loose from the ponytail in hopes that it would hide her still-round and chubby face.

"Y/N! David is here..." her mother's voice came from downstairs, breaking her out of her thought bubble, and she felt her cheeks flush as she thought about finally seeing David after three years. A pool of wetness seemed to make its way between her legs and she shook her head, trying to distract herself from her arousal.

She quickly coated her lips with the cherry chapstick, smacking them together. Growing up, she had been aware of the little crush she on her brother's best friend but in all honesty, she had been a little nervous to act upon it.

Still a virgin, her knees trembled at the thought of having David give her an orgasm, her first one ever; something she really craved as she frequently let her curious finger rub her little clit that brought her some pressure. She could never get off as the sensation became too overbearing and she would stop rubbing herself right before reaching the peak. The only thing close to a sexual encounter she had was with a boy who had stolen her first kiss on prom night.

"Coming, Ma!" She yelled back, pushing her arms through the sleeves of her black coat, buttoning herself up. The coat hugged her generous figure beautifully, showing off her curves that she was very insecure about. Being bullied in school for her weight had really taken a toll on Y/N, but she had never really let the hurtful words get to her but at the same time, she sometimes wished someone, someone except for her parents, could tell her that she was beautiful now that she had lost a lot of weight.

Walking to the living room, her little mouth formed into a shocked expression at David as his arms wrap around her tiny frame.

"Y/N, so lovely to see you again." He mumbled in her hair, pecking the top of her head softly.

"Likewise." Y/N muttered into his chest, her face now crimson red.

"You really have grown up." He let her go and she awkwardly shifted her eyes away from his green orbs. "Ready for the trip?"

She shyly nodded with a smile. "I am going to beat you once again." She muttered out with a laugh, recalling her old tradition of racing up the trails.

Even though he was three years younger than her, it still didn't make it right for her to lust after the man.

"You wish." He let out with a wink, his lips forming into a familiar smirk. Her mother suddenly came up behind her, patting her shoulder.

"Y/N, your father can't make it today. Would you both mind going alone?" Y/N's heart beat rapidly in thought.

"Sure, no problem. Y/N and I will have fun, won't we?" He smiled calmly at her. "We should probably get going before it's too late."

"Yes, lets go." Y/N hugged her mother close and nabbed her backpack from the kitchen.