Imagine This With Your Crush:(Or Fictional, Celebrity, Etc.)

Imagine this with your crush:(Or fictional, celebrity, etc.)

Imagine you’re at your school dance(homecoming, prom etc.), in your beautiful dress/suit that you’ve been getting compliments on. The only person you wanted to compliment you was them. They were there, of course, but they didn’t see you. Sighing heavily, you sit down and place your hands behind you as you breath in and out.

Then, someone sits beside you and you look over. It’s them. You’ve been the one to initiate conversations, but now, you were just over it. You were about to be over them, over the butterflies every time you talk, over the jealousy you saw when they would talk to someone else, just over it.

“I have something to tell you.” They say. You hum in reply. Probably about someone else of course.

“I like you.” They says. Tears blur in your yes. A part of you wanted to believe it, but another part said it was a prank. A cruel prank.

You stand up. “Don’t- Don’t fuck around with me on this. Don’t you dare.” You say. “This isn’t a joke-” They start to say, bringing you close but you push away.

Every time you had a crush, someone would always find out and tell them. And your crush would come up and fake confess- leading you to be a laughing stock.

And that wasn’t going to happen ever again.

“COME ON OUT EVERYONE!” You call out. “Y/n, this isn’t a joke! I like you!” “AND I’VE LOVED YOU SINCE EIGTH GRADE!” You say.

“I have too. I was scared you would reject me.” They mutter. Your eyes widen slightly. “I wouldn’t.” “I didn’t know.”

The both of you look in each other’s eyes, searching for true feelings. “Can I kiss you?”

You give a small smile. “If you want too.” They smash their lips against yours and you kiss back. You both break away momentarily, C/n whispering I loves you before kissing you again.

“I love you.” They say. “So much. So, So much.” They say, rubbing your back. “I love you too. More than you can imagine.” You say. They lean in and kiss you.

BONUS:

Your BFF who accompanied you to the dance walked outside to see what happened to you. Then, she sees you and C/n locking lips. (Okay note, your C/n just in my case is hella popular). She squeals and you both pull away. “F/n-” “Oh, wait till Monday.”

Sorry this sucks! It’s almost time for my BF to come pick me up for school. I love each and every one of you and remember- I don’t chase, I attract<3

Already did-don’t be shy, you know you love it.

That’s exactly what I’m saying! How can someone who’s lived for centuries be a fucking dumbass. Like this shit don’t make any sense. PLEASE! SOMEONE EXPLAIN!!!

i just learnt the hoedown throwdown from hannah montana instead of writing your so annoying part 2 sorry babes i’ll start writing rn 💔😭

I am so serious. Jason Todd and Nick Wilde are the same people, just different species. THEY ARE THE SAME!! (NOT MY ART)

@valyrou

I say that to a lot of people- hate the CHARACTER not the actor specifically.

Okay so just wanted to put this out there because it bothered me…

Yes I hate the grabber and if I could I would drop kick him in the balls, but I adore Ethan who played him.

He‘s such a sweet man, caring if the cast is well after they had to shoot a scene together like-

I just wanted to put this out there because I saw someone say this and tell ya guys that you can absolutely hate the grabber (or love him) idc but please don’t hate on Ethan Hawke, just because he played him.

OKAY THANK YOU BYE

@valyrou

Ummmm…. Am I the only one who would act like this? Or is it just me…

Me: Yeah the black phone is probably my favorite movie

Random person: Oh me too! The grabber is so hot

Me: