The Promise Ring
Can you do an imagine where your crush is your older brothers best friend and he’s moving to California soon. Maybe like on the last night or something he asks you to go on a drove with him and gives you a promise ring? Thank you so much! ~ be-atpeacewithyourself
Imagine: ’[y/n]!’ Your older brother shouted at you in the school hallway.
>‘Yeaa-h’ you replied awkwardly as heads turned in your direction. [b/n] sauntered over to where you stood by your locker.
>'I can’t give you a ride home today- I’m going to help [y/c] with his packing–’ Your heart sped up at the mention of his best friend (AKA your crush), [y/c].
>'Packing?’ you interjected, 'I didn’t know he was going on a trip…’ Your brother shifted uncomfortably and rubbed his neck.
>'Ugh- I thought you knew—’ A sinking feeling started in your stomach before he even elaborated.
>'Knew what, [b/n]? Tell me.’
>’[y/c] is moving, [y/n]. To California. His plane is leaving tomorrow’. What? This could not be happening. He doesn’t even know how you feel about him. Will he ever know?
>'So soon?’ you questioned. [b/n] shrugged and looked away.
>'Huh, lucky him,’ you tried to feign disinterest but you had a feeling your saddened expression gave you away. [b/n] gave you a knowing look and smiled pitifully, before heading off to [y/c]’s house.
>The knowledge of [y/c]’s oncoming departure kept you awake that night. Tossing and turning, your mind kept filling up with 'if onlys’. 'If only he got to know me more.’ 'If only he didn’t see me as his friend’s baby sister.’ 'If only he knew how I felt.’ 'If only there was more time.’ But time waits for no one- and it was clear he would never feel the same way. You sighed into your pillow and clenched your eyes shut- trying to force his image out of your head.
>*Bang!* 'What was that?’ You jumped.
>*Bang!* Was it at your window? *Bang!* Yes. You slipped out of bed and tiptoed over to it. Surely enough, someone was throwing rocks up to your room. They had a torch in their hand and you squinted in the light to try to view who the hooded figure was, but you were up too high. You had to find out who was trying to wake you, so you crept downstairs and snuck outside. It was colder than you thought, so you hugged your arms close to your chest and wandered around your front yard in search of the figure who had disappeared. Suddenly, an arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you back from behind. You struggled and screamed, but your captor’s free hand covered your mouth. You were spun around and came face to face with the hooded figure you had spotted from your window.
>'Shhhh, [y/n] it’s just me,’ he soothed, pulling down his hood. It was [y/c]. You sighed in relief and slapped him in the arm.
>'What are you doing here?’ You half screamed and half whispered. Inside your stomach was tingling at his mere presence.
>'I had to see you before I left, [y/n]’, he admitted, tilting your head up to face his.
>’M-me?’ You stuttered. 'But [b/n] said—’
>'This has nothing to do with your brother [y/n],’ he stated, intertwining your fingers with his and pulling you towards him. 'Look, I don’t know how to say this, but if I don’t I will regret it for the rest of my life.’ He locked his sparkling eyes with yours and your insides turned to liquid. 'I love you, [y/n]. No– not in an older brotherly way, I mean, uh– I’m in love with you.’ He felt the same? You had to tell him how you felt.
>’[y/c]—’ you started.
>'—No I need to get this out. I’m in love with you [y/n]. I know we don’t know each other that well, but we will one day. And I know that long distance relationships don’t always work out, so instead I bought you this.’ He retrieved a gorgeous silver ring from his pocket. You gasped. 'Don’t freak out; it’s a promise ring. It’s my word and my way of telling you that we will have our one day, and that until we see each other again, I will still love you. I hope you don’t forget about me, [y/n],’ he whispered and delicately slid the ring onto your finger. You had never seen him look so vulnerable and as if on impulse, you stood on your tiptoes and wrapped your arms around his neck, then planted your lips on his. His eyes widened and then closed, and he brought his hands up to cup your cheeks, pulling your face closer. You kissed him sweetly yet a hidden passion lingered in the depths of the kiss; a promise for what was yet to come. For what would come between the two of you in the future. After you pulled away, you rested your head in the crook of his neck and looked up at the stars. You turned and whispered into his ear. 'How could I ever forget my first love?’