《 ♡ ON MY BLOCK IMAGINES ♡ 》

001. JAMAL TURNER

spanish lessons

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[n.n] - nickname

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She and Jamal sat on the edge of his bed, going over some flashcards their teacher had given them to study over the weekend. Jamal's parents weren't home and hers weren't either, Jamal's dad was at his barbecue joint, while his mom was running some errands. [y.n]'s parents were busy working their afternoon shift, but had allowed her to go to his house. Jamal's parents knew she was going to their house and help their strange son out, so there wasn't any problems. She was fluent in spanish so she could easily help him out, plus she could spend time with him and Jamal could learn a bit more spanish; it was a win-win situation.

"Good, now say compañeros."

"Ok, now you're just making fun of me!"

"What the fuck, how?"

"Because you know I can't roll my r's!"

"But you can try!"

"I can but I won't, you'll just tease me about it!"

"It's not my fault you suck at spanish!"

"No I don't, you just suck at teaching me!" He grinned widely, crossing his arms across his chest. She gasped and fell back on his bed dramatically, moving her hand over where her heart is. "You have hurt me, Jamal." He rolled his eyes and pushed her off of his bed, she let out a surprised yelp as she hit the floor. Jamal bursted out laughing, [y.n] stood up and glared at him, angrily. He kept laughing, holding his stomach. She had enough and side tackled him, causing both of them to fall on the floor with a loud Thud!

They stayed on the floor, play fighting and wrestling with each other. "Ha, I win! Now face the consequences!" [y.n] cheered, starting to tickle her best friend. Jamal laughed uncontrollably, trying to get her to stop torturing him with the most deadliest attack of the universe. "Wait- stop- I'm sorry-" He wheezed, tears pricking at his eyes. [y.n], being the nice person she is, listened and stopped her deadly torture. She smirked and got back up, "Next time I won't stop." Jamal laid there, trying to catch his breath. "You're evil, [n.n].."

She shrugged and sat back down on his bed, waiting for him get back up but he didn't. He wondered if now was the right time to tell her, to tell his best friend of 3 years that he likes her. He stared at the ceiling, arguing with himself if now was the right time.  "You good, Jam?" She asked, picking up the flashcards and putting them back in a small ziploc bag. Instead of answering,  he got up and sat down next to her. "I need to tell you something." He blurted out. [y.n] looked up and stood quiet, waiting for him to continue. Jamal sucked in a breath and placed a hand on her cheek, she blushed lightly and looked down.

"You're so goddamn beautiful.." He mumbled, leaning in closer. [y.n] bit her lip, looking down at his lips then his eyes. 'Fuck it.' She thought and closed the gap between them. Their lips moved in sync,  but pulled away for the oxygen that was very much needed. She smiled widely, looking down at their interwined hands.

"Te quiero, [y.n].. will you be my girlfriend?" Jamal smiled. She bit her lip, trying to contain her smile. "Of course, Jam, yo tambien te quiero." He squealed, pulling her into a deep kiss. [y.n] smiled in the kiss, moving her hand to his cheek.