Can you do an imagine where everyone in your friend group teases you and Eric for liking each other and fianlly dylan convinces him to ask you out?
((I changed it to just confessing to Eric, I hope you still like it though!!))
I don’t really understand why people pick on me. It is as if every little thing I do is always wrong and I can never get anything right. People just seem to be able to rip on every little thing about me: my hair, my face, my clothes… my crush. Although, I wouldn’t necessarily say that people bullied me about liking Eric, it was more teasing than anything else. Brooks would laugh whenever I talked to him, making things extremely awkward, Nate would give me this look whenever he was around which was annoying as fuck, even Dylan would join in sometimes. I guess it’s all just fun, though.
I start heading towards Eric and Dylan, who were standing by their lockers. Eric was wearing his KMFDM, which I loved seeing him wear. It reminds me of all the times me, Dylan and Eric hung out at his place and listened to them, and Rammstein.
“Yo,” I grin at them.
Eric just looked at me with a look that signified I successfully attained his attention, Dylan greeted me back, though.
Eric always wanted to seem really cool around me all the time. It was sometimes kind of aggravating, but in a cute, endearing way.
“Well,” Eric inhaled, “I have class now. I’ll see you two faggots, later.” He flipped us off as he walked away. I shake my head at his childishness.
“We,” I paused while I close my locker and turn my attention to Dylan “have math now.”
“Indeed, we do.” Dylan replied. “Wanna walk together or…?”
“Yeah, sure.” I smile warmly at him.
We begin walking to class, slowly because Dylan hated math, but not enough to ditch it. Plus, I wouldn’t let him ditch math, who else would I throw things off?
“You really do have the hots for Eric, don’t you?” Dylan smirked.
“No!” I feel myself flush red,“it’s not like that I just…” I didn’t know what I could say in that moment to make my feelings for Eric seem invisible. It was obvious, painfully obvious in fact and I hated it.
“You can say, it’s not a bad thing. In fact I think you could make a great couple.” I instantly feel myself flush a deep red, and I could feel my face heating up, and I could feel my heart racing. “Mrs Harris, mrs (y/n) Harris, mr and mrs Harris. Has a nice ring to it if I say so myself.” Dylan laughed, I punched him in the arm as a signal to stop.
“Shut the fuck up,Dylan, I could fucking destroy you.” Dylan could sense my frustration and decided it would be best to stop.
“Why don’t you just ask him out?”
“Why don’t I just ask him out?”
“Yeah, I mean, you’re,” a pinkish hue arose on Dylan’s cheeks as he continued,“cute.”
“But he’s hella cute, he’s so out of my league.”
“Take it from your uncle Dylan, you’re out of his league. I can assure you, anyone would be lucky to bang you.” He places a hand on my shoulder and I growl.
“Shut up.” I try to hide my smile as I brush his hand off of my shoulder.
“Dude, go for it, I’m pretty sure he likes you too.”
I smile at the thought this mightn’t be unrequited love, maybe Eric had feelings for me too? Dylan was happy he made me smile, he was like my big brother.
It was lunch, and I can feel my heart pounding out of my chest. I am shaking, terrified of the outcome. I walk over to the lunch table where Eric, Nate, and Dylan were sitting.
“Hey, look, it’s Eric’s girlfriend.” Nate chuckles.
“Shut up.” Eric rolls his eyes, used to this type of teasing.
I was too focused on what I was going to say to even notice Nate’s remark. I take a deep breathe and say “H-hey, Eric.” I try to make my face less red.
He looks up at me, “yeah?” His mouth still full of a sandwich.
“Um, could I like, um,” I fiddle with my hair a little bit before proceeding,“ talk to you for a minute?” Dylan winks at me, only adding to the stress.
“Sure,” Eric says swallowing his sandwich,“what do you need?”
“I thought we could like… talk alone.”
“Oh,” Eric gives a quick glance to Dylan, who’s now wiggling his eyebrows. “Sure.” He says, drawing his attention back to me. He gets out of his chair and we take a seat at an empty table. There’s a few minutes of awkward silence. I just play with my hair, trying to pluck up the courage to confess to him.
“So,” Eric scratched the back of his head nervously.
“So.” I begin mumbling a little bit, opening my mouth, but nothing was coming out. Finally I regain control of my vocal chords,“ can you help me with this class project?”
Eric’s face dropped, he seemed disappointed, as was I. It was just too nerve racking.
“Uh, sure.” He says harshly, he seemed angry and I didn’t know what I had done. He shoots up quick out of his chair, causing the table to rattle, and storms back over to his previous seat. He left me there alone. Dylan looks over to me with a confused look on his face ((:0)), I mouth the words ‘i chickened out’ before slowly getting up and leaving the cafeteria.
Dylan follows me out and grabs me by the wrist. “No.”
“'No’,what?” I sigh,“ I chickened out, no big deal. I’ll tell him some other time.” I tried to wriggle my arm out of his vice like grip, but he wouldn’t cooperate.
“No,” Dylan said with demand in his voice, “you go back in their, and you ask him the fuck out? You hear me? If you actually have a shit about him, you’ll ask.” I look down to the floor, thinking. I pull my arm away and start walking the other way.
This was it, I was ready. I had been preparing myself for days now. It was Friday, Eric’s favourite day of the week. I thought he would’ve been in a good mood today. I saw him standing at the lockers with Dylan, like every morning, I approach them.
“Hey, Eric.” I smile at him.
“Hi.” He says coldly, I guess he’s still salty about the other day.
“Can I come over tonight?” I say, hoping he’d say yes.
He sighed and rubbed them back of his neck, “sure.” I smiled, “Dylan, you coming too?”
Dylan looked at me then looked back at Eric and shook his head. “Nah, I’m busy tonight.”
I was heading over to Eric’s place, trying to find some courage in me, because I really do care about Eric and I want to know if he feels the same. His house wasn’t too far away from mine, just a few blocks. I get there and take a deep breathe. I knock on his door. His mother opens the door.
“Oh, hello, y/n, you here for Eric?”
“Yes, is he home?”
Mrs.Harris calls for him, he’s there relatively quickly and invites me inside. My heart is pounding, but I need to suck it up. Man the fuck up.
Eric leads my down to the basement, he sat in the recliner and I sat on the other seat.
“'Um’? Is that all you’re going to say?”
“No. No it’s not.” I shake my head,“Eric I have feelings for you.”
All of a sudden the world stood still, the concept of time was no longer existent. My heart was banging so loudly he could probably hear it. Everything was going so slow. I look down, not knowing what to say and not thinking he’d reply. I part my lips, about to apologise before he places his lips on mine. I blush furiously.
“I like you too.” Eric smiles, pulling me in close again.