Imagine... The Beatles

She Loves You

John Imagine :||

Your brother and his friend, John, are hanging at your house. And John would not stop flirting with you. From stroking your hair, to kissing your hand, he would not stop flirting.

"John, could you stop flirting with me!" you say. "No, your to beautiful. Y/N, please I love you." John says. He grabs your waist, pulling you close to him. He looks at your lips longingly.

And then it hits you. You actually like him flirting with you. He's cute, funny, nice. You slammed your lips to his. He kissed back instantly. His tongue cropping into your mouth.

You loved how he took advantage of your tongue. You where so into that kiss that you didn't notice you are going to fast. You pull away, gasping for air. "Wow, Y/N, I love you." John says.

Your brother had been standing there watching. "Y/N. You know you aren't supposed to kiss yet." he said sternly. "Okay, dad." you say, laughing. John wraps his arms around your waist. a You bury your face in John's chest.

"She loves you, John." your brother says. "I know. And I love her." John says. You put your lips on John's, kissing his beautiful lips again.