Alright so I realized I was only doing will imagines. Here's a small Mike one.

I was walking down the street with my boyfriend, Mike, as we were on our way to the park. He pet my dog Bruno as we joked around, when Bruno noticed a particularly noisy car and leaped in front, pulling me with him, so I reached out for Mike's hand as Bruno ran amok. He tried to grab my hand and help me balance but it was too late as I stumbled along he pavement, finally falling over as Bruno came to an abrupt stop.

Oh no, this is a stony path, sharp rocks are laid among it. My face was just about to met the rocks as someone caught me. I looked up to thank them, but froze for a moment.

Troy Harrington stood there, in all his glory (which isn't much, I suppose) and smirked, "Hey there darling."

I narrowed my eyes as I stood up and dusted off my clothes, "I'm not your darling. You know very well I'm dating Mike."
"You could do so much better"

"If you're talking about yourself,  I'm gonna be sick," said a voice behind me. I looked back, noticing Mike had finally caught up. This boy should really put more energy into P.E, what with all the running for his life he does once a year. It might be useful. "Back off, Troy," he threatened,  stepping in between me and Troy.

Before he could go off, I placed a hand on his shoulder, immediately getting Mike to step back as he made way for me.

"Look Troy, I don't know what you think of me or my boyfriend but I would never leave him for you. You bully him because you're jealous,  but he's ten times the person you are. If you ever try to get with me even after I clearly said no, you better watch out. You might get him angry easily, but once you get me angry, you'll wish you had never been born. Is that understood?"

Troy, the little uhh- twitch, just gave me a patronizing "oh really?" type smile and reached out for my shoulder anyway. Before his fingers could even brush against the fabric of my shirt, I punched him in the face. Unfortunately,  that only serves to make him angrier, so he approached me again. This time I kneed him in the- well it doesn't matter where.

"I have one word for you Troy: Goodbye."

I grabbed Bruno's leash and went on my way to the park, Mike smirking as he walked behind me.

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Fun fact: bruno is the name of my actual dog irl. He's  a German shepherd and he's great.

I know this was short and that I never update, so thanks to those who still read this for some crazy reason.