This week's @galladrabbles is based on the prompt "trapeze" from @crossmydna. Trying a different format this week—I hope it doesn't break the rules! 📲
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Ian: So…I found this new position I think we should try.
Mickey: they paying u 2 watch porn now?
Ian: [trapezexxx.mp4]
Ian: Did you watch?
Mickey: the fuck kinda acrobatic shit is this?
Ian: It’s called The Trapeze. Pretty hot right?
Mickey: didnt realize ur into busty blondes. smth u wanna tell me?
Ian: 🙄
Mickey: u got a circus kink i dont know abt?
Ian: 🙄 Forget I even mentioned it.
Mickey: lol calm ur tits bozo. just bustin ur balls
Ian: What do you think then? Really?
Mickey: think u better cut out early
Mickey: and bring the lube
I watched “Sierra Burgess Is A Loser” yesterday. What a brilliant movie! If you haven’t seen it yet, go watch it... after reading my imagine of course 😅.
Anywho, it inspired me to write a similar situation with Harry as the main guy. Harry in a RomCom is what we deserve after all, and if he doesn’t make it happen we’ll just imagine him into the existing ones 😉
So enjoy and, as always, let me know what you think 😘
Your phone vibrated, sending a jolt of excitement through you. Hopefully it was a first response to the ad you had put up at the grocery store that morning, offering tutoring.
Unknown Number: Hey there!
You frowned. Was that how one started a message to a potential employee these days?
You: Who is this?
Unknown Number:
Holy shit! This guy was hot!
And looked kinda familiar…
You: Aaah, hey, what's up?
Unknown: You don't remember me, do you?
You: Sure I do… you're that guy, from that place… 😅
Unknown: 😂 Yeah right. I figured you were the kind of person who probably gave out her number a few times a night. It's Harry, from the Sony party.
Your eyes widened. You had never been to a Sony party in your life, but you knew someone who kept bragging about going, just because her dad had “connections”. And true, she was the kind of girl who gave out her number a lot, or what people assumed was her number. You had heard from others who had fallen victim to her schemes, but this was a first for you.
Hm, maybe there was a way to turn this back on her.
You: Riiiight, Harry! Sorry about that. Fighting a cold, my head's a little fuzzy.
Harry: Oh, I'm sorry. You should drink a lot of tea and just stay in bed and watch Netflix.
You grinned. You had to give it to him, he was charming.
You: Oh yeah, any recommendations?
Harry: Hm, To All The Boys I've Loved Before was really good!
…
Wait, no, forget that. What I mean is, um, you know, Mission Impossible or something.
You: Way to save your manliness 😜
Harry: I know, right? Close call 🙈
You: 😂😂😂
Harry: Are you gonna hold that against me?
You: Only if To All The Boys I've Loved Before isn't actually good!
Harry: It really is! It’s very sweet and cute and funny!
You: Then you got nothing to worry about 😉
With a grin you put your phone aside and unpaused the movie that had been playing on your computer.
"And Josh, but he's my sister's boyfriend.", the pretty Asian girl's voice-over was just saying.
Great minds, you thought.
Fifteen minutes passed before your phone vibrated again.
Harry: So, have I lost out to Peter Kavinsky yet?
You: Not quite, but I’m only about halfway through 😏
Harry: And you haven’t fallen in love with him yet? Hm, maybe you’re more cold-hearted than I thought.
You: I didn’t say that, all I meant is that you haven’t lost out yet...
Harry: ...I see.
You: 😄
He IS pretty dreamy though, so don’t get your hopes up.
Harry: That’s ok, I tend not to.
You: Wow, that sounds depressing.
Harry: No, no. I just mean I’m a very realistic person. I know when I’m wasting my time on something and when not.
You: What does that mean about deciding to text me?
Harry: 😁😁😁😁
You kept texting, talking about the movie and real life. You figured he didn’t know much about the other girl, so you felt secure telling him personal things. In return he told you a lot about himself as well. You joked and flirted and were very serious at times. At some point the movie had ended, but you didn’t notice. You were too engrossed in your conversation. Until...
Harry: Holy crap, it’s 3am! I got work in the morning.
You: Woah, me too 😱
Harry: What do you do?
You: Actually, I have a few jobs. In the mornings I work at the animal clinic and in the evening at the movie theater.
Harry: Cool, maybe I’ll stop by tonight then.
Your heart clenched in panic. Oh no, what had you done?
You: Sorry, I mean I workED at the movie theater, I quit last week. It’s pretty new 😅 Now I do tutoring sessions in the evening.
Ok, that wasn’t a total lie. On the nights you had off from the theater you tutored.
Harry: Ah, too bad, I was hoping to get into movies for free 🤔
You: Haha sorry. But if you need tutoring, I’m your girl.
Harry: I like the sound of that. Goodnight, tutor girl 🌚
You stared at your phone for a while after that. You should have probably texted back, saying goodnight as well, but it seemed more perfect that way. You decided that it had gone too far already. You were not the kind of person who catfished someone. As of tomorrow, er, later today, you would stop texting Harry, before it went horribly wrong.
Request: Alright! I’d like to request a text imagine, please. Could you do something like Steve is texting the reader and he’s just figured out how to use emojis and he’s really excited about it? That’d be awesome :)
