Why Don't We Imagines & Preferences

Corbyn Besson

Corbyn: come with me Y/n: we are we going? Corbyn: it's a surprise Y/n: just tell me where we're going you know I hate surprises Corbyn: if I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise and you'll love this I can guarantee it he drove us to a cliff that was dark but light enough to see Y/n: what are we doing here?
Corbyn: you'll see we got out the car and he grabbed my hand and brought me to the cliff I looked at the sky seeing how bright the stars shined Corbyn: I come here to get away from everything Y/n: it's so pretty Corbyn: it's almost as pretty as you I smiled at how cheesy he was being, leaning against a rock he motioned for me to sit with him I sat against the rock and leaned my head on his should he did the old yawn and stretch trick he laid his head on my head after a while he broke the silence Corbyn: I like you he blurted out I faced him as he looked at the sky smiling I kissed his cheek and his face grew a light blush and he stood on his feet and pulled out his phone playing Can't help falling in love with you by Elvis Presley he held out his hand I grabbed his hand, with my arms around his neck and his hands resting on my waist we swayed back and forth dancing the night away under the stars I rested my head on his chest as he held me close Corbyn: Y/n he softly whispered I hummed in response Corbyn: if you liked me too, will you go out with me? I looked in his eyes and kissed him he softly kissed back Y/n: does that answer your question Corbyn: I don't know you might wanna try again I chuckled and we kissed later that night he drove me home Y/n: I had a good time Corbyn: same here Y/n: see you tomorrow night I kissed his cheek and he waited till I got in my house and drove home I laid on my bed thinking about tonight thinking maybe that him and I are meant to be