彡 Javon Walton | Imagines 彡

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐰𝐚𝐬 chatting amongst each other but it was quite obvious that they were all talking about the same thing, the upcoming Masquerade ball themed party. Ever since the announcement about it being hosted at our school was first made - that was the only thing that anyone could think about since.

Masquerade themed parties, or any parties at all of some sort, are big struggle for a girl like me - starting with what to wear. I've been through a few Stores already, but still found nothing; just like I haven't found a date.

My best friend, Javon on the other hand has got half of the girls from our school head over heels for him, if not more. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't feel a single thing for him - but it's unlikely that he'd ever look at me as more then just a friend as we practically grew up together, guessing that i'd be quite awkward if our feelings weren't mutual.

Much to my surprise, he hasn't accepted anyone's proposal of being his date to the dance so far. At one point I was even afraid that he'd end up going alone but who am I kidding, he is 𝐓𝐇𝐄 Javon "Wanna" Walton after all; there's no way that he would actually go without a date - every girl wanted to be with him, if anything I would be the one going without a date.

Many girls have previously admitted to being jealous as well as a bit curious of me and how i've managed to be his friend for so long without catching feelings, but the thing is that I already have and many years ago - but they just didn't need to know that.

𝟐 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 out almost every dress store in town, I was finally able to find a for once decent dress that fit me perfectly - but yet still had no date. As for Javon, we haven't spoken in weeks - I guess you could say that a part of me wanted him to ask me to the dance and was disappointed when he didn't. I mean I was just his best friend after all - nothing more or nothing less.

But it still hurt

Over time, I guess I just accepted the fact that i'm most likely gonna end up being friend-zoned for my entire life. Well technically not for my 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄 life as he doesn't even know about the way I feel about him and and probably never will, but still.

At this point I feel like I should get some kind of reward for keeping this a secret for so many years without letting a single word spill to anyone. Sure it stings like a bitch seeing him hanging around with some other girls that aren't me, but it's something worth getting used to - just so i'm prepared for the time that he actually gets a girlfriend that once again isn't me.

As kids we were both very close and used to tell each other almost everything, but not anymore. Part of the reason was because of our genders, although I didn't really seem to mind until others bought it up. They thought of it to be weird that two people of the opposite gender genuinely just wanted to be friends without any other reason besides that.

Things didn't get any better when we went to the same high school together, everything seemed to be going just fine in the beginning but now - not so much

Long story short - We found ourselves as
well as made some new friends which resulted in us speaking less by the each passing day. But only then did I realise how much harder it will be to move on from him.

𝟐 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 was passing by fast and before I knew it - there were just two more days left until the dance. By now everyone has already given up trying to hide their excitement but instead decided to embrace it, not that I can blame them.

My outfit was simple, but classic and didn't fail to impress. I was rather proud of myself for coming up with such design and not to mention the extravagant accessories that were put to go with it. What can I say I have great fashion sense.

•𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚 •

A while has passed since me and Javon actually had a decent conversation that consisted of more than just 10 words. At this point I didn't even know if I could still call him my best friend because of how distant he has been lately.

I've tried to take him off my mind by doing frequent things such as going shopping with my friends, occasionally going to the cinema and basically all other things that could make me forget about his entire existence - not that I wanted to but it was better this way.

Nothing has been the same since he first became an actor on Euphoria, his fame started to rise quickly as his follower count began growing on each and every one of his social media platforms. As for now he had reached over 4 million followers and has received at least 2 million likes on every one of his posts.

It's almost like he has forgotten all about me and was overtaken with all the fame resulting in him acting this way. The worse part was that I couldn't tell anyone about the way I was currently feeling as no one knew about my little crush on him. Not even my cat!!

But even if they did, many people would probably tell me that I was overreacting, but was I really? The second that my best friend becomes famous he ditches me for some blonde chicks leaving me puzzled and confused as he completely wipes me out of his memory, not knowing about the way I truly feel about him. 𝐒𝐎 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈?

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐰𝐚𝐬 the day. The last couple of days went by quick and before I even knew it - today was the day of the masquerade themed party. Everyone was buzzing with excitement for the upcoming event, proudly holding their tickets tightly in their hands' in fear of losing them.

Although I didn't have anyone to attend the dance with, I was struck with the same feeling of mutual excitement as the rest of the others who had. I made a minor change to the fit by adding a fine pair of fishnet tights that complemented it well.

otherwise, I was all set and ready to go. I had previously asked one of my older friends to give me a ride which they were reluctant to but never less still agreed. Many of my other friends had offered for me to join them, but not wanting to be 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥" I politely refused and chose to take the matter into my own hands.

But that was all before because right now I was sitting myself on a bench with my head balanced on both of my fists -watching the other couples whom all seemed to have the same wide smile plastered across their face from the distance.

I always thought of those things being rather cheesy but nevertheless still wished to have experienced the same. Some say that it's better to remain single whilst others continuously chose to disagree, but both sides are right - I'm only 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫/𝐚𝐠𝐞 after all.

After spending about 30 minutes looking around and watching various random couples, I ended up drifting into space - getting lost in my thoughts and meeting a 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 someone's eye in the meantime.

In one of the corners of the room stood the person who's eyes met mine seconds ago. Judging by their muscular like figure, it was a male and judging by the tension they were most likely attracted to me.

Don't mind me, I read too much romance novels.

I lower my head and begin to fiddle with the ends of my skirt, (that was way too short for my liking) to keep myself from looking at the mysterious stranger as I felt a pair of eyes watching me.

Suddenly I feel a warm hand gently tap me on my back, causing me to turn around almost immediately. And when I do I am met with the same stern brown eyes that I so desperately tried to avoid minutes ago.

"𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞?"

He asked in his deep voice over the loud and almost deafening music. His voice sounded oddly familiar, but in that exact moment I couldn't have cared less and put my hand in his as a way of saying yes.

We made our way onto the dance floor with my hand still in his. A few people turned our way when we did so, he placed his free hand on my waist whilst I did the same but placed it behind his neck so that we were still holding hands.

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞."

I admitted with shame in my voice when I accidentally ended up stepping on his foot within the first couple of seconds but surprisingly so, he didn't seem to mind.

"𝐌𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫."

"𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧."

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐏

𝐖𝐄 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 the whole night dancing and laughing our heads off, at one point even kissing. Every part of it was amazing and made me feel like I was in some sort movie. Although I still didn't really get a hold off who he really was, not 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 the 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 at least.

But all things come to an end, even the ones that we wish never did and the worst thing is that there's nothing that we can do about that.

Now that I think about it, he did mention a name but I doubt that it was really his. So I wasn't too surprised when he asked me about mine, choosing the safest option I decided to by lie and went with another name that wasn't mine, only my mothers. Viola

But today was a new day even If I didn't want it to be, it was and was most likely not going to be good one. I woke up totally exhausted from last night and not to mention already late to school when I had, not giving me a lot of time to get ready.

The second that I entered the building I was approached by no one else then, 𝐉𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐍?!

It took me a while to realize what was happening when he grabbed me by the arm before I heard him mutter a specific name under his breath, one that I knew too damn well.

"𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚."

And that was the moment that I realised I Fucked up, for real this time.

Another cliffhanger

I was rushing near the end because I didn't want this chapter to be too detailed as it already was almost 2000 words long.

Part 2?