Evan Peters imagines

Murder house

'I never thought America could be so boring' you thought to yourself as your car pulled up outside the tall vine covered, red brick building you were now suppose to call home. You and your parents had just moved from the UK because of your dad's job. He's some sort of important businessman or something fancy like that, it was fair to say that you were quite well off.

"Come on Y'n, me and your mum are going to take a little tour of the area for a bit, you can unpack your stuff until we get back okay?" you heard your dad yell from the house.
"Okay!" You replied, lugging your heavy suitcase out of the trunk. That's when you saw him, he seemed to have appeared from the side of the car. He saw you struggling with your bags and walked over towards you.
"Do you want me to help you with that?" He asked in a deep voice. He was really hot and seemed nice.
"Sure, thank you" you agreed, not wanting to start off on the wrong foot with the neighbours. " So you got a name then?" You asked.
"Yeah, I'm Tate, I live next door" he chuckled. "So your British huh?" He asked inquisitively, while picking up your suitcase. You nodded your head, feeling shy all of a sudden. "What brings you here then?" He asked again. You shrugged your shoulders and stopped walking, as you had reached the front door.
"It's okay I can take it from here, thanks for helping me" you said holding out your hand to grab the case from him.
"I don't mind helping you take it up to your room" you smiled and opened the door with your key.

You walked into your bedroom and sat on the bed, Tate soon followed and helped you unpack. After you were done you both collapsed on the bed. "I don't think I quite got your name earlier" he said looking into your eyes.
"Oh right" you replied embarrassed, "I'm Y'n" you said quietly. He looked so hot with his chocolate brown eyes staring at you and his curly blonde hair and his lips, ugh his plump pink lips smirking at you. Shit. He's smirking, he must've seen you staring.
"It's okay, Y'n, I don't mind you staring" he whispered seductively, "In fact I take it as a compliment". Just then, he took his hand and gently put it on your cheek bringing your face closer to his, you felt you eyes close as he placed his soft lips on yours, you two moving in sync with each other. Things got heated and before you knew it you were lying on top of his bare abs.

AN: so yeah this is my first imagine, I know it's kinda cheesy and cringe worthy but idk.. If you guys could tell me what you think, then I'll do a part 2, and it'll be dirty so, yeah, please leave some positive feedback, that'd be great thanks💗👍