on my block imagines

requested by @Perksofbeingjune34! i hope you enjoy! btw i changed it justttt a little bit.

also, i apologize for the last imagine. it was far from my best and i wrote it in a hurry!

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"Oscar!" I whined, rolling my eyes as I stared out of the window.

We were in his car, on our way to a party. Truth is, I did not want to go. Who would want to give up on binge watching a show, rather than be in a sweaty and crowded party?

I was a bit cautious at first, but after I saw Oscar pout and give me the cutest puppy dog eyes ever, I finally gave in. I had no choice.

"You look fine, (Y/n). Stop complaining!" Oscar replied annoyed, but I knew he found me somewhat humorous.

I sighed. This would be much more different if he and I were actually together. Instead, he was just going to the party to either get laid, or use me as a "wingwoman" to find a girl.

Not really my specialty.

"Yeah, yeah. Your words mean nothing." I replied as we pulled up onto a driveway.

I could hear the loud bass of the music coming from inside of the small house. Silhouettes of drunk and dancing bodies in the windows.

Was this a huge mistake?

Yes, yes it is.

"Alright, lets get inside." Oscar said.

As the car doors slammed shut, and I stepped out into the humid night air, I could see Oscar looking at me. There was a look in his eyes that I couldn't quite read, but I hurriedly gave him smile.

Tonight would be fine. I'll try my best to actually have fun and not let my feelings get in the way of Oscar and I. Right? Right.

Once he and I made it to the door, a large man opened it. He had a crooked grin on his face once his eyes met Oscars. I stood there awkwardly, not sure if he was about to throw a punch or pull him in for a hug.

"My man Spooky! Haven't seen you in forever!" He laughed, his gaze finally shifting over to me. He lifted a hand to graze over his bald head, almost as if he was showing off his arm tattoos. "Look at this fine hyna. Is she yours?"

Immediately, Oscar wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me tightly against his side. I could practically feel the odd sensation of anger radiating off of him.

"Yes. Now let us in." He said sternly, his smile fading away into his signature glare.

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I sat in one of the lawn chairs, observing everyone who was here. I noticed how many people were drunk. Some were all over each other, while others were threatening to jump off the roof.

I had no idea where Oscar went. The last time I saw him he went inside the house, but I knew there must have been some important gang conversations going on. Something I didn't want to be apart of.