Sway La Imagines

Imagine- Anthony kisses you for the first time.

//You follow the Sway House on a trip to the mall, and things take a sudden turn when Anthony makes an offer you can't refuse...Let's pretend Anthony's single in this imagine lmao//

I had nothing planned for today so when Griffin said the boys would be heading to the mall, I offered to tag along. Now I have $200 less than I started with, and a bunch of clothes I definitely don't need. Josh, Bryce, Tayler, and Blake are huddled together sharing a huge icee, and everyone else seems ready to leave. The only people missing are Jaden, who disappeared with Mads to do god knows what, and Anthony, who went into H&M two hours ago and never came out. 

"My feet hurt, can we call them so we can go home?" Kio pouts and slouches further in his seat. 

"I can go check on Anthony!" To be honest, I'll take any opportunity to be with Anthony, it's just that lately I've been thinking of him as a little more than my best friend. I leave my bags with Josh and begin my search.

After scouring ever twist and turn of the store, I find Anthony sitting criss-cross on the floor, choosing between a bunch of shirts and jeans. He's so focused he doesn't notice me approaching him. 

"Having fun?" He jerks up, then smiles when he realizes it's me.

"I just needed a minute to choose between outfit 1-" he motions to the pile of clothes on his left. "- and all the other shit I have here." I should tell him that the gang is waiting for us, but I can't help but entertain his weird obsession with clothes. 

"I have a plan." I pick the bunch of clothes so Anthony can stand. "We'll do a fashion show. You try on these clothes, I'll try some stuff, and we buy whatever looks the best." He grins and skips to the dressing room. 

Meanwhile I try to make a couple of outfits, although I really have no intention of buying anything. When I walk to the desk, I'm handed one of those plastic hangers with a number and a lady points me to the long hallway of dressing rooms. Just about every room has a hanger next to it, and those without have feet poking from the bottom of the curtains. Frustration looms over me. If I hadn't proposed this dumb idea I wouldn't be standing here with this heavy bag of-

"Hey!" A finger pokes me in the back. I prepare a string of harsh words in response, but I realize it was Anthony, motioning for me to enter his room. I can feel my heart beating in my ears. 

"Am I even allowed to do that?" I look around to see if any employees are watching. 

"Ah, shut up and get in." He takes my arm and pulls me in. Then I realize he's shirtless and the pants he's trying aren't zipped. I think he catches me staring because he flashes me a knowing grin and zips the pants. 

"You like them?" He models the green boyfriend jeans. They sit perfectly on his waist and- 

"10/10! I like em." I stop thinking about him and try focusing on what I brought to try on. My fingers are shaking so much I can barely undo the buttons on my cardigan. How am I supposed to strip in front of Anthony without having a panic attack? 

I drop my cardigan to the floor, then the cami I was wearing. After rummaging through my bag for a top I settle on a cropped halter top. As I was trying the shirt on I realize the atmosphere in the room changed. Anthony had stopped shuffling around and I could feel a pair of eyes boring a hole through me. Sweat beads on my skin. I want to turn around to see if he is staring but I can barely contain the butterflies in my stomach. 

"I like the shirt. Yellow suits you." I feet Anthony's hands tying the back of my shirt. In the mirror I see he's completely undressed, with the exception of his ethika boxers. He notices me staring and looks in the mirror too. 

"I think it's unfair that I'm the only one naked here."

"And what do you want me to do about that?" Anthony turns me around. I feel my face getting hot, probably because his face is inches from mine. He looks like he wants to say something, but he can't find the right words. I've been waiting for months to finally tell him how I feel, and I can't think of a better opportunity. 

" Y/N....I..uh...I think I like yo-" I put Anthony's face in my hands and kiss him. He seemed a bit startled by the kiss so I draw back. I look him in the eye as if to ask "Do you feel the same way?"

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Now it my turn to look surprised. How did I not notice that Anthony liked me all this time? Or am I just stupid? I don't have much time to think it over, because Anthony leans in again and his mouth meets mine again. 

 I feel something hard press against my stomach and leg. I want to take of my shirt but I couldnt.

"Move your arm." I whisper into Anthony's ear. 

"That's not my arm." He pulls away to smirk at me. Blood rushes to my face.

 I pull my shirt and toss it to the side. Anthony's hands move further down until his hands are in my pants. I want to call Josh to tell him we'll be a bit late, but Anthony's fingers slide into me and I'm paralyzed with pleasure. I can tell we're going to be here for a while, so I reach for my phone and put it on silent. 

Jaden bounces his leg and checks his phone. It's nearly 5pm and the Sway boys have a meeting in an hour. You and Anthony have been gone for so long that nearly everyone's phone has died. The gang has tried everything- calling both of you, searching the mall, scouring through H&M- but you guys were nowhere to be found. Of course, you and Anthony are still in the H&M dressing room, except now Anthony is blowing you back out and you're trying not to scream. Griffin searches the H&M one last time before calling it quits. 

"Have any of you guys seen an uhm...a white guy with a jacket on?" The employees raise their eyebrows in confusion. There are like a million white guys in California with jackets.

"Well, there're two people that haven't come out in like 30 minutes." They point to a room near the end of the hall. Griffin says thank you and begins checking each door for a plastic hanger with a number. As he advances, the sound of giggling and exasperated breaths get louder. He finally reaches a room with a thick purple curtain, where article of clothing are strewn across the floor.  

"Oh my god, we cant use that shirt to clean this!"

"So you want to leave with cum on your shirt?" Anthony smacks his teeth.

And Griffin hears you both shuffling around. His eyes widen in surprise; he had no idea you two were in a relationship, or that you guys escaped to fuck around in an H&M dressing room. Suddenly his phone rings, startling the three of you. 

"Oh fuck, who was that?" You use a stool to get to your feet.

"Uh, hey guys, I just wanted to-" Griffin silences his phone. "To let you guys know we're leaving." He's so nervous he drops his phone. 

After a bit of shuffling you and Anthony put on some clean clothes.

"Maybe if we pretend nothing happen he wont notice?" Anthony whispers to me. I nod and open the curtain.

"Hey Griff! We were just leaving!" Griffin opens his mouth to say something, but he's too nervous to bring it up. 

"It's been like an hour.....let's just go home." He darts away, leaving you and Anthony in his dust. Anthony just smiles at you and hugs you closer. 

"You down for round two when we get home?"

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