☆why don't we imagines☆

fight [j.a]

jack avery.

note: i do not condone violence at all, this is just for an imagine.

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"hey! i'm talking to you!" the girl yells. "it's rude to ignore someone who's talking to you!"

you turn around, crossing your arms.

"here's the thing though, you're talking shit about me. i'm not gonna talk to someone who's talking shit about me," you reply. "so just fuck off, okay?"

you smile at her.

"bye!" you say, waving.

you turn to walk around, when you feel someone push me.

you turn around slowly, looking at the girl.

the crowd in the school hallway starts to grow bigger, crowding around the two of you.

"did you just push me?" you ask.

"yeah, so? what are you gonna do about it?" she replies.

you smirk.

"you just made a huge mistake, sweetie," you say. "you sure you want to start shit with me?"

"i'm not too worried."

"better think again."

with that, you grab her, and throw her onto the ground.

"fight! fight! fight!" the crowd of students yells.

the girl picks herself back up, throwing a punch at you.

she hits your arm, and you throw a punch back.

she pushes you to the ground, and you stand up again quickly, kicking her.

"y/n!" someone yells, grabbing you by the arms.

they pull you back, and you realize it's jack.

"i get a call from daniel saying that my girlfriend is fighting some other girl on the first floor?" jack exclaims.

you stand there quietly looking at him.

"what happened?"

"she was talking shit and then pushed me," you explain.

jack sighs.

"you know i don't like when you get into fights," he says.

"i know," you reply.

you look up at him.

"i'm sorry."

"it was kinda hot, though," jack says quietly.

"what?" you chuckle. "really, jack?"

"sorry! i can't help it!"

you laugh, kissing him softly.