Imagine Story Ghostface
You’re straddling Ghostface.
A.k.a., your enemy, at a Halloween party. He removed his mask now.
“Ready, princess?” he says in a low rasp.
And you’re about to kiss him with everything you have.
You can hear your super popular bully enemy cackling like a wild, wicked witch in the background.
She’s laughing AT you, thinking she won.
E/n might be your enemy, but he’s working with you here, just to sic it to her. She’s his ex, after all.
You nod at him, yes. Let’s do it.
E/n throws his head back, raising his beautiful, pouty mouth to you.
He places his warm hands on your hips, gripping firmly.
And then one of his hands slides up your back and grasps your Lara Croft-style ponytail.
And then he closes his eyes. Wow, his lashes are so long and dark.
You close your eyes, too, inching closer to his mouth.
And you notice the laughter of your bully cuts off instantly.
Yeah, who’s laughing now, b/n! You think to yourself, full of diabolical delight.
As you close in on him, you realize that E/n is smart for developing this plan so quickly.
You’ll have to thank him later.
Suddenly, his fingers tangle at the nape of your neck, and all other sounds in the room fade away.
His warm fingers graze your skin, and you gasp.
Your heart pounds wildly in your chest, which shocks you.
You wonder if he can feel it, too?
It’s just one kiss.
And you’re just acting, right?
It’s all an act.
But the moment your lips meet his, the intensity of the kiss is beyond anything you could have ever imagined.
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