The Imagine

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚~Akward~˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Eventually we’d fallen asleep in each others arms. My legs strewn over his body.. Calvin
Thermopolis. My first time. I know I shouldn’t be like the delusion girls who think “he took my
virginity he loves me” I’m not that stupid, but I did hope that we’d continue fucking. Letting such
a good thing go to waste would be a shame. I woke up and he wasn’t in the bed anymore.
“Calvin?” I whispered his name, looking up to see him writing a note. He looked like he’d been
caught. “You’re up?” He said quietly as his face paled awkwardly. “Yea uh what are you doing?”
“Nothing.” He lied quickly. Crushing up the paper and throwing it in the waste bin. “What were
you writing?” I said while quickly walking up and reaching towards the crippled up paper in the
trash “I said nothing!” He said coldly while gripping my wrist. I’d never felt more afraid. He’s
typically so playful, what was he doing. “I think you should go.” He practically growled while
releasing my wrist and walking downstairs. “I-“ I started to speak and he was gone. I grabbed
the paper for the trash and stashed it into my pockets, then I quickly dressed and left without
saying goodbye.

Back at home...

Was I stupid to think he’d be different? “It’s been days..” I grumbled and looked at my phone,
scrolling through my phone. Not one text since he rudely made me leave, now I was dreading
even going to school. I couldn’t imagine seeing him after this! He fucked me and then didn’t
even text me. The nerve. I mean I felt like I deserve a text like ‘yo pussy was fire never again
tho :P’ I shook my head and flopped onto my bed. Asshole.

Meanwhile with Calvin..

“I can’t do it, fuck I won’t!” He said while tossing his phone on his dresser.. originally it was some
stupid deal, then it escalated. A bet. His friends and he made a bet over y/n’s virginity.
Technically he won the bet, he fucked her and that was that. So why did he feel so damn guilty?
His phone was blown up with texts from his friends messages like ‘did it happen?’ Or ’ 🍆 🍑?’
but he didn’t want to tell them. On top of it all he never messaged Y/N was he being an
asshole? “Out of all my one night stands why.. why the hell do I wish she was still with me?” He
said mindlessly looking at his ceiling. “I should say something when I see her” he said
confidently. That’s his plan? Just walk up to her like he didn’t ghost her yep. That’s his idea of an
apology..