Anthony Imagine 11

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Anthony was mysterious. Nobody ever knew what was going on in his mind. He was fairly attractive, brown hair, brown eyes. Nothing very different about his features, but they were very magical. Yes, Anthony had a few close friends, but they didn't know. As stated before, nobody ever knew what was going on in his mind. It's not like he was so keen on opening up on anyone, but nobody ever seemed to try with him. Maybe if someone tried to unlock the mystery that is Anthony, someone would finally know. But no one knew.

You were sitting in class one day and you couldn't help but feel like someone was staring at you. Yeah, the class as boring, but it still made you uncomfortable. Somebody probably just zoned out. You glance over to see a pair of chocolate brown orbs looking over at you, examining you. What you couldn't believe was that those eyes belonged to Anthony Padilla. The Anthony Padilla. Why the hell was he staring at you? You made eye contact with him and he didn't look away. Weird...

The next day, you were somewhat nervous for that class. Whatever happened yesterday was strange, but you were sure it wasn't going to happen again. However, halfway through the class you turn your head just to see him looking at you again. The same way: expressionless and intrigued. It was hard to brush it off and ignore it, but you managed to just watch the PowerPoint presented to you by your teacher and take notes in your notebook. Anthony left the class with a slight small on his face as he walked past your desk, confusing you even further.

The whole week basically went by the same with that class. Anthony would just stare at you. Not always the whole class, sometimes the beginning, sometimes the end, and sometimes random times. Nonetheless, it was sure as hell freaking you out. I mean, he could be a serial killer! Your brain couldn't wrap around why Anthony was acting in this fashion towards you. It's not like you've had any previous interactions. Like, maybe you were put in a group with him during school once, but nothing really significant. It was Friday, and you were just about freaked out enough. Today would be the day you would confront him.

The bell rang, and Anthony began walking past your desk again with that same damn smirk. You quickly got up as you had packed your bag in advance and followed him out, trailing not far behind. You were lucky this class was your last of the day because you could interrogate him for as long as you want. Without warning, Anthony stopped in his tracks and turned around to you, your bodies inches apart. You were leaning not so casually against the wall, and he was standing right in front of you, right arm leaning against the wall above your head.

"Looking for someone?" He smirked, getting the slightest bit closer to you. "Yes, actually." You tried to speak confidently, but your voice shaked slightly, as you were so close to Anthony Padilla it was unreal. He darkly chuckled, causing you to blush uncontrollably. "Well, I'm here. How can I be of service?" He licked his lips, using his most sensual voice ever. "Why do you stare at me everyday?" You blurted out, almost regretting your decision to speak instead of kissing him.

"You intrigue me."

You were extremely shocked to hear what Anthony had said. The most mysterious boy in the school told you that you were intriguing. Hearing that from the boy who sparked curiousity in most was quite a surprise, making you audibly laugh. "I intrigue you? Have you even met yourself?" He did that husky chuckle once again, sending slight shivers done your spine. "Yes, (Y/N). I can't read you, and I don't understand why. I can read everyone. That's my thing. But you, you are different." Anthony responded. Your eyes widened in shock as you laughed, "This is coming from the guy who nobody can figure out."

Anthony's arm moved to a grip around your waste, causing your already obvious cheek tint to become much more visible. "Well, can you read me write now?" He flirted. "No, I can't quite figure you out..." You teased, biting your lip slightly. Tired of the excessive flirting, Anthony's lips attached yours, giving you a strong and passionate kiss. After what seemed like forever, he pulled away, biting your bottom lip in the process. An obviously flustered you still confidently asked, "So, will you be staring at me tomorrow?" Anthony's face turned into a grin as he liked his lips sensually once again.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, (Y/N)."

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