Imagine: You were invited to a frat party but it wasn't the night you expected it to turn out as.
You laughed as you and your best friend moved your hips to the pumping bass.
"I'll be right back!" Your friend yells as she walks away and into the crowd. You stop suddenly feeling a little shy without your friend dancing with you.
You decide to get a drink and wait for her to come back and then decide what to do next. People bump into you as you make your way through, and some even pull you to dance.
As you get your drink you wait at the table and stare at the big crowd in the big living room.
You start getting frustrated when your friend takes so much time that you decide to go take fresh air outside, since it was getting humid on the house as well.
You sit on the brick ledge and move your head to the beat inside the house and suddenly see a trace of smoke float in front of you.
You turn your head and find a tall guy smirking at you, cigarette in hand. "Why is someone like you alone outside?" He asked. You looked away.
"I'm not. My friends inside." you stated.
"But why are you outside alone?" He asked walking closer. You shrugged. He laughed and sat next to you.
Too close for your taste. He blew out again and you coughed as the smell hit your nostrils.
"Can you please burn that out?" You pleaded.
"No." he said simply.
"No?" You repeated.
"I won't." he shrugged. You stared at your shoes in annoyance waiting for him to burn the cigaret out.
After minutes you reached out and he pulled it away in amusement. "Why don't you just leave, if you hate it?" He asked.
You looked into his blue eyes and yours widened at the beauty of them. "Because I don't want to." you lied. For some weird reason you enjoyed the boys company. Even if you didn't talk.
He smirked and turned away and you took the chance to look at him. Tattoos spiraled out of his shirt collar and up his neck, his long arms had tattoo sleeves, covering his pale complexion.
"Take a picture it'll last longer." he said. You looked up and didn't say anything, just looked away.
You shook your head to yourself. Your friend was probably waiting or looking for you inside an your were out here with this punk.
You stood up but he was quick in pulling you back. "Don't leave." he whispered. He stood up beside you an finally let his cigaret go. Letting it fall on the cement.
He was very close to you. His lips almost touching yours. "You intrigue me." he whispered.
"I don't even know your name." you said back, flushing at his a proximity.
"Luke." He said as he tugged at your dress.
"Luke?" You repeated as he kissed your jaw line.
"Yeah, but it'll sound better when I get you moaning it." he said as he kisses down to your neck.
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5sos Imagines
Fanfictionthese are shit but i have no life so i wrote these imagines . unedited .