Stereo Kicks Imagines and Preferences

How You Meet 4/8

Tom:

You were waiting for you 3 friends to show up at your house so you could all play FIFA. However, they seemed to always be late. 

Finally, after waiting for them for half an hour, you decided to call one of them, Ashley. She answered after 4 rings.

"Hello?" she said. You could hear loud music in the background.

"Where are you and the others? I've been waiting for half an hour!" you said, getting a bit frustrated.

"Oh, um, about that...." Ashley replied, hesitating. Suddenly, you heard the phone being snatched away.

"WE DIDN'T WANNA COME BECAUSE YOU'RE SUCH A BOY AND DON'T WANNA EVER PARTY!!! LATER LOSER!!" your one other friend Hannah yelled into the phone, sounding quite drunk.

"Yeah, that's basically it. We didn't wanna be friends with a tomboy. Bye," Ashley said, hanging up. 

Oh well, you thought sadly to yourself, there goes my last friends. 

You were quite a tomboy, having grown up with 3 older brothers. You had your girly moments but you would rather spend your Saturday night playing FIFA than going out to party with people you didn't know. Every time you got a new friend or two, they always seemed happy to play FIFA or do other tomboy stuff but after a while, they eventually stopped talking to you because of you being too "tomboy". You tried to never let it bother you but at this very moment, you were sick of losing friends and always being alone. 

To cheer yourself up, you went to the video game store down the road from you. It was 7pm but it was still open. You went inside, greeting the cashier, and your eyes immediately spotted the new FIFA 15 game. There was only one copy left. You reached out to grab the last copy when you felt a warm hand on top of yours. You looked up and saw a gorgeous guy with light brown hair staring down at you. For some reason, you felt a swarm of butterflies in your stomach. 

"Oh don't worry, you can have it," the boy said, taking his hand off of yours. 

"Are you sure?" you asked. 

"Yeah, you just seemed quite upset," he said, smiling sympathetically. 

"Oh, yeah, I am kinda," you mumbled, a tear falling down your face.

"How about I pay for your game and we can go back to my place and talk?" he suggested.

"How do I know you won't murder me and steal the FIFA?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Why would I want to kill such a beautiful girl?" he asked, winking. You blushed, looking down.

"Fine, let's go," you replied, grinning, knowing that you two would get along just fine.

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Casey:

You were fast asleep in your bed. It was your first day off in forever and you were taking advantage of it. Unfortunately, at precisely 7:30am, you heard a loud truck park somewhere outside your house. 

Oh great, you thought grumpily, new neighbour. 

It wasn't like you didn't want a new neighbour, you were just annoyed that they had to pick THIS VERY MOMENT to move in. You tried getting back to sleep but the stupid moving van kept getting louder and louder. As if that wasn't bad enough, you heard what seemed like a bunch of guys shouting gleefully. Having had enough of all this noise, you got out of bed, feeling extremely annoyed and stormed out your front door.