A Collection of Snapshots, Imagines, and Lemons
So lately I've been reading a lot of snapshots, imagines, and lemons and I was like, I can do this it doesn't look to hard. These are going to xreader. If you have anyone you'll like me to do just send a pm. Also I won't mind some new ideas.
I Really Like You: Jokie X M
I don't know why but recently this is how telling M (that's what we'll call him) that I like him has been playing out in my head. Should I do it? The song I was listening to is Pour Me Water by Mr Eazi. It somehow relates to the story and he is one of M's favorite artists.
This boy has hurt me too many times. Currently he is in a kind of "relationship" with a friend of mine, we'll call her B. They don't really like each other. She wants me to tell him that I like him but I can't I'm scared. It's not like he doesn't know, it's just I don't know if I can do it.
I tried to do it once. It was going to be perfect. I was going to get him his favorite food, and a bottle of Fahrenheit (perfume). That day B wasn't in school because she was sick. He was disappointed. Then he started asking me about my way finer sister, P. I was heartbroken. How could he do this to me?
Then one day I walked up to him and I'm like "I like you M." He gave me that sad, pitying smile. He doesn't like me. And yet I continue talking. The words of "Pour Me Water" playing in my head.
Everybody want me make I no fall in love with you
But I no answer them, I tell them say na you
Right now you come and then you play me for a fool
Am out here wondering wetin I do, eh
"I freaking like you. You've treated me like trash for so long. You have hurt me and used me. Yet for some odd reason I still like you. Even when you punch me or call me that nickname I hate, I still fall hard for you. You've known this for a long time and yet you didn't do anything. B tried to help me by pulling me along whenever the two of you were together but you just felt like I was the third wheel, the unwanted person.
"You knew that I liked you in 6th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade and 10th grade and yet, you just stood there. I stood up for you. I would have done anything for you. I got in trouble for you and I traded so much for you. I would be your partner for projects and then do all the work. I let you walk all over me, which probably wasn't good for me, but I still did it. I hate you for this. But naturally I can't stay mad or hate you for long because I like you.
"I knew you would flirt with me and make me feel things I shouldn't. I knew you would use me. I knew that from the very beginning. And yet I still fell. I am the greatest idiot I have ever met."
After saying all this, I walk away. I don't listen to what he has to say. I don't want to. Maybe one day he will realize that I was there for him, and yet he wasn't for me.
Question of the day: what is your favorite song, album, or artist?
This may be really stupid. I don't even know why I do this.