The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Book 2)

Candy Girl

Imagine you're hanging out with Michael and he admits he's had a crush on you since you two met and became best friends.

Sorry to all my smut-loving readers, but I'm getting yelled at by wattpad for writing smut several times in a row.

You cross your legs on Michael's bed and look up at him, remembering those few words Sam had uttered to you.

'He secretly loves you, Y/N.' Sam had admitted to you in the hallway while he stole a few pieces of popcorn.

"Hey....Mikey?" You muttered, waving a hand in his face.

"What?" He grabbed it and dropped his phone to the side.

"D-do you like me?" You asked, the question hanging awkwardly in the air.

"Umm..." Michael was a loss for words. Did Sam tell you his secret? "What makes you ask that?"

"I get vibes from you and I notice the smallest gestures you do around me." You put your hand on his. "I've never said anything because I like our current status, but I can't ignore my feelings for you."

"Y/N, I-" He didn't know what to say except smile. Did he like you? Hell yes. But loving you was something new. "I like you too."

"I was afraid you were going to reject me," You straddle him and face him. "But I've noticed your attraction toward me for awhile."

"You want to make this official?" He asks, leaning in closer. You nod.

"Bring it on."

"Then kiss me." He teased, letting out a surprised moan when your lips locked.