#im5 will

WILL JAY

"Why do neither of us have an umbrella?" I ask the boy to my right.

"We hate bringing extra objects with us." He chuckles.

"Oh right." I say sighing. 

"Let’s just run to my house." He suggests.

"Are the boys home?"

"Probably not." He tells me with a silly grin.

"How long do you think it’ll take them to come home?" I ask him.

"I don’t know. Late?" He tells me. 

"Let’s walk then." I grab his hand pulling him into the rain. His pace catches up with mine. 

"We’re going to get sick (y/n)" He looks at me worriedly. I look up at him and see that his perfectly made hair is now ruined by the rain.

"So? We’ll be sick together" I laughed again.

"But if I get sick Jill won’t let me eat nutella." He whined.

I laughed and playfully punched him in the arm. “Will, stop being such a kid.” 

He pouted. Then his mouth turned into a small smile. “But you love that side of me.” 

I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

His eyes got worried. 

I grinned. “Of course I do.” I say pecking him on the cheek. 

Occasionally I’d slip being the clumsy person I am, but Will would always catch me. 

We eventually got to his house after 20 minutes. Yep we were definitely going to get sick tomorrow.

He went into his room as I stood out on a kitchen towel on the ground.

When he came back he had a pink towel, a large shirt and some boxers. 

"Why do you have a pink towel?" I ask him raising a brow.

"Dana thinks it suits me perfectly." He says with an eye roll.

"It does" I giggle.

"Whatever." He says passing me the items. He points towards the bathroom and I head in the direction.

As I put on the clothes I notice the details of the restroom. The wallpaper was floral. In the cabinets there were lots of cologne and shaving creams. Plus wax and lots more. I looked at his cologne and noticed that he really did have a lot. I even saw one from hollister. I picked that one up and smelled it. It smelt really nice. 

As I pull the shirt over my head it smelt like Will. Yes I know you’re probably thinking I have a smell fetish but really, it just got into my air. Anyways the shirt smelled like Will. Not like cologne Will, but natural Will. It was a basic grey shirt with a ripping pocket in front. It went to the middle of my thigh. 

After I pulled on the boxers. I AM A TEENAGE GIRL so you can’t blame me for being a bit perverted at times. I couldn’t help but think were these boxers new? Were they used? This was weird. I couldn’t help but blush. I was weirding myself out. I dried my hair a little with the towel. 

When I finally came out I found Will also changing. Well I mean he was shirtless. Like damn those abs. 

I blushed, he blushed and we both turned around. He quickly pulled his shirt on and I quickly said sorry. 

We stood there awkwardly for a while. 

"I’ll take you home when the guy’s come back with the car." He says.

"Sure." I say looking down still blushing. More silence.

Then I heard a grumbling. I looked up at Will. His hand was over his stomach. He looked up at me with a cheeky smile. “I might be hungry”

I laugh. “I’ll bake you something.” 

I grabbed the ingredients and put them into a bowl. Since it was mostly powder some of it got onto the shirt.

"My favorite shirt is going to be filled with powder now." He said pouting.

I looked up towards him. “Your favorite shirt?”

"Yea?"

"What are these your favorite boxers too?" I say laughing again. I seemed to be filled with laughs today. 

He had a deep red blush. “N-no.” 

I stepped away from the oven. “I mean it’s okay if this is your favorite boxers to you know.” I say to him seductively.

"W-what? N-no it’s not" He says blushing trying very hard not to make eye contact. 

"Mhm sure it isn’t.." I say tiptoeing sealing our lips together. At first it was innocent. But then it got a bit more intense. 

Before I realized it we were sort of on the ground. The kiss was deepened. My hands ran through his hair. His hair was still wet, but soft. His hands were on my hips. 

I couldn’t help it. My hands slowly moved towards the hem of his shirt and I pulled it over him revealing his nice, nice abs. We just sort of kept making out. His hands were inching towards the hem of the shirt I was wearing when 

"Will are you ho- OH GOD NOT IN THE KITCHEN AT LEAST" Cole exclaims as he quickly turns around. 

We quickly break apart blushing harder than ever. Will grabs his shirt and we both stand up. I straighten my clothes and Will puts on his shirt. It was awkward now, but we head to the sofa after I pull out the now burned cupcakes. 

"Are you wearing hollister cologne?" I ask him as I cuddle closer to him.

"Were you looking through the colognes?"   He asks me. 

"Maybe" He raises an eyebrow to question me.

"I mean sometimes cologne can arouse me.." I say nonchantly. "Or it’s just wearing your shirts, or maybe both" I smirk giving him a look. He blushes again before smirking. 

"I should make you wear my shirts more." He says before kissing me.

"Not again! Dammit Sexual Will!" We broke apart to look at Cole. I laughed again. 

OKAY GUYS I have opened my inbox for imagine requests for the weekend. I will try to do all the ones I receive over this time period. If I don't they will get done next weekend. So start sending them!

Blind Date 

"I don't know why I agreed to this." you thought as you sat down in the pink director's chair. You looked at your reflection in the mirror in front of you. Your hair was wavy and stopped right below your shoulder blades. You huffed out a breath of hot air as your friend's reflection showed up, all giddy. "I can't wait for our double date with Pete and his friend, Will." she said. 

"Why do I have to go again?" you asked, furrowing your pencil filled in eyebrows, and crossing your arms like a six year old. "Because I told you..." Y/B/F/N whined. "He's a friend from Pete's old school and he'll be staying there for awhile. A month or so...? I don't know." She explained. You sighed, knowing you had no choice, whatsoever. "And Pete's mom wanted him to take Will out tonight, but our date was tonight. So he asked me to ask you to come for Will." she finished. 

"Now hurry up, you have to slip into your dress, we're going somewhere fancy." she said, pulling you out of your chair. She stopped in front of a big white box. She pulled off the lid, revealing a babydoll, strapless bodice, knee length coral dress. "Mine." she said, picking hers up. Underneath hers, was a pale pink, flouncy, chiffon, knee length dress. "And this is yours." she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with joy. 

You looked at the dress with disgust, not because it was pink. It was because this was the last thing to use as an excuse to get out of this. "Ugh, I hate the color!" you lied, hoping she would buy it. She shook her head and smiled slightly, tilting her head a bit. "You're not getting out of this." she said softly. You huffed once again, taking the dress, then stomping like a five year old to the bathroom to change.

* * *

You looked at the full length mirror that displayed your reflection. You had to admit that you did look very pretty, Y/B/F/N had done well with your outfit. She even allowed you to borrow a pair of strappy silver heels to go with the dress. It all came together perfectly. 

"You ready?" she asked, appearing in the doorway, in her own dress. You slowly nodded, feeling a bit queasy now. "Let's go." she said, linking her arm in yours.

* * *

When you walked into the restaurant, the smell in the air, bread and desserts mostly, hit your nose. You inhaled the heavenly smell, enjoying it. A waiter came over and asked for your reservation. "Karpoff, party of four. Well, two, because the other two are here already." she answered, scanning the room for them. "C'mon, there's Pete and Will." your friend said, looking across the room. She followed the waiter to the table and immediately went over to the seat next to Pete. She kissed him before sitting down. 

"Hey." he smiled, after they stopped. She smiled back and sat down in her own chair. You looked over at Will for the first time, who looked over at you. "Um, hi I'm Will." he said, clearing his throat, mid sentence. "I'm, uh, Y/N." you responded. He smiled.

"Hi, Y/N."

     "Isabelle! There's a letter for you in the kitchen!" your mom yelled from obviously, the kitchen. "Okay, hold on a second! I'm in the middle of editing my video!" you yelled back, not taking a glance away from your computer screen. As an up and coming youtuber, you were very anxious and excited. You were constantly worrying about how your subscribers thought of you and thinking up of new video ideas. Finally after editing the last section, you saved and closed your laptop with a huge sigh. As fun as making videos was, it sure required a lot of work.

     You took your time walking to the kitchen, your hair in a messy bun from editing the video for so long. You reached the kitchen table and you casually stretched while reaching for the letter. You didn't recognize the address. In fact, it wasn't even from your country, it was from California, USA! Your eyes widened at all the possibilities lying behind the envelope. With a flourish, you quickly tore open the envelope to read the letter. The further you read, the wider your eyes got.

     "The group, IM5, has been interested in your youtube channel for a while and was wondering if they could do a collab video with you, Isabelle. If you reply accordingly, the management will be flying them out to you as soon as possible. Thank you for your time. Our contact information can be found below." By now, you were screeching and jumping around the kitchen. You quickly rushed to your room, opened up your laptop and as soon as it was up and running you sent an email to them, confirming your agreement. 

     A couple of weeks later, your doorbell rang and you slowly took your time getting to the door. With a curious look on your face, you opened up the door only to be faced with THE Will Jay from IM5. You felt your jaw unhinge and hit the floor. There he stood, in all his beautiful glory, in front of YOUR front door. Quickly, you snapped yourself out of your trance and smiled. 

     "Hey, Belle. Is it okay for me to call you that?" you nodded, still not believing what was going on. "We got your email about the video collaboration but sadly, something came up for the rest of the group and in the end, only I could make it. Hope this doesn't ruin anything." he said with a nervous shrug. "Oh, no. No. No no no no. No. It is definitely fine for only you to be here. I'm sure no one would mind at all. Ha ha, no." he said nervously, mentally face palming yourself for making such a fool of yourself.

     "You know, Belle. You look really pretty when you blush." he pointed out, only making you blush even more. You quickly moved to the side, letting Will in. After all the arrangements had been made with Will and your mother about his 1 night, 2 days stay, (YES TWO WHOLE DAYS WITH WILL) you finally led him into his guest room, which was basically your room but you didn't really mind. At all. In fact, Will Jay could come sleep in your room for 1 night any time he wanted. Heck, he could sleep in your room for the rest of your life, that would be really great. 

     "Okay, so I think...that we should start planning out the video and what we're going to do." he said, getting straight towards the point. You nodded, trying to look determined and serious, but you probably came off as deranged and idiotic. "Note to self, stop doing anything around Will because of chances of looking like a complete doofus around him" you made a mental note in your head. Will bursted out laughing. Really loudly. A look of horror and shock washed over your face when you realized you had said that out loud.

    "Oh my gosh, someone. Anyone. Please kill me right now." you begged, moving away from the desk and flopping down on your bed with your face buried in your hands. You crawled into a ball and hoped with all your might to disappear. Instead, you only felt a pair of hands lifting you up from your fetal position and hugging you tightly. You tensed at first, surprised that THE Will Jay was here, hugging you right now. "Belle...you are just too adorable for your own good." he said, staring straight into your eyes.

     After a heck lot of planning, filming, and editing, it was time for bed. You laid out a sleeping bag onto the floor and started to crawl in. "Wait, Isabelle. What are you doing?" he wondered as he watched you snuggle up into your sleeping bag. "I don't know about you, but it's late and I'm going to bed." you replied, closing your eyes and trying to fall asleep. "Nope, nuh-uh. You are not going to sleep on the floor. This is your room, and you will sleep on your bed. I won't let you sleep on the floor." he said. He got up and lifted you up and laid you on the bed. Then he got into YOUR sleeping bag and closed his eyes. You frowned and lightly tapped him with your foot. 

    "No Will. You're gonna wake up with back pains or something and I will not be responsible for you being uncomfortable. You are going to be a good guest and sleep on the bed!" you argued. After about 30 minutes of bickering, you somehow ended up on the bed with Will laying besides you. You were awkwardly trying to get as far away from him as possible, your breathing ragged from being so close to him. 

     "And I thought I was awkward. Come here, I won't do anything bad." and with that, you felt his arm wrap around your waist and pull you right next to him. You would think that he would let go of you but nope. He just kept his arm there. Right there. Around you. You wondered if he could feel your raging heartbeat. You tightened his hold on you and pulled you even closer, if that was even possible. Within a few minutes of Will's breathing and counting calmly, you were more peaceful and comfortable. You slept like a baby.

     In the next morning, you woke up with your head in Will's chest and his arms wrapped around you like a Chipotle burrito. You smiled broadly until you realized that Will was leaving today. Then, you untangled yourself from him to get ready to face the day. You were in the middle of combing your hair when Will walked into the bathroom with cute sleepy eyes and a yawn on his face. He smiled when he saw you and he continued onto get chanced and to freshen up. 

     You tried to put a smile on your face as you got into the car with your mom to drop Will off at the airport. Yesterday had been just so great and fun and awkward and perfect and now you were sad to see that he was leaving and never coming back. At last, it was time for Will to aboard his plane and you were awkwardly standing there, tugging on the edge of your shirt and looking at your shoes. 

     You looked up, alerted by the sound of your name being called. When you looked, you saw Will, running towards you. Shocked, you stood still, anticipating what he was going to do. He reached you and his arms lifted around your torso and spun you around. "Don't look so sad. I had an AMAZING time with you yesterday and you are such a beautiful awkward person and I admire that so much. I will come back. I don't know when but I will. And until then, I added myself on your skype last night and we shall talk as much as possible, okay?" you nodded, tears brimming your eyes. You hugged him, savoring the feeling of his warmth until you finally let him off. He blew you kisses all the way until he reached the entrance of the plane. 

Well, this was really long. like, really really long and im not sure if thats a good thing or a bad thing. i had a hard time stopping writing....that doesnt sound like correct grammar. i really hope you like it, isabelle! it was tons of fun to write