"Power Play" //// The Lost Boys Imagines & Preferences - Book 3

I Like It Like That

Dwayne's POV

Her name was Y/N, but no one really called her that. If you were lucky to know her, like Dwayne was, you called her Y/N/N.

Y/N/N, the name couldn't go through his head without having one of the other boys snap him out of the daze he would fall into. That was easier said than done. He would always stop and remember that day in the park, and it would always cheer him up. He was having a bad day. Truth be told, you were both having a bad day. 

"Dwayne!" Someone yelled in his direction. It startled him to the point where he fell off his chair and landed on his butt.

Really graceful there, Dwayne. 

It was funny how he talked to himself. 

"What?" He shouted back. The other three boys were trying to contain their laughter. 

The curly haired flirt, also known as Marko, kneeled down in front of him and said, "Your phone is going off."

Dwayne stood up and picked his phone up from the table he had previously been sitting at. A familiar name flashed across the screen.