For @hayhay57 (:
I haven't seen the TV show so this might be a bit wobbly.
Word count: 1,808

"Hurry up," you say under your breath as you cross your arms.

It's so cold outside and you've already knocked on the door, like, twelve times already. Where is he? Barry Allen is never late even at his own home. You sigh as you tap your foot against the ground and continue to wait for your best friend.

It's not like he could've forgotten, could he? He was the one who asked you to come over anyway. For some reason he's been missing a lot of classes and now he has no idea what to write down for the test next lesson. You offered to help and he told you to meet him at his house on the weekend. Well, it's the weekend and you're here but where's Barry?

As if the weather wasn't cold enough, you felt this gush of air pass by you making you shiver. Almost immediately after the wind calms down, the door in front of you opens and there you see Barry, puffing slightly and looking confused.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing here?" He asks.

You widen your eyes in an are you kidding me sort of way and then sigh.

"You told me to come here, remember? Test Monday?" You say.

"Oh, right! I completely forgot." Barry says, hitting his head with his hand, "I'm sorry, come in."

He moves back to allow room for you to pass by so you walk inside and wait for Barry to close the door. When he does so he walks over to you and stands there. In silence. Awkwardly.

"We going to your room?" You ask.

"Right!" He says and walks up the stairs.
(I imagine stairs in his house, so sorry if he doesn't have them).

You follow behind him wondering what's wrong with him. He's stuttering, even more than usual, and he's been forgetting a lot of things lately.

When you reach his bedroom he opens the door and then immediately shuts it.

"Uh," Barry breathes while leaning on his doorframe, "Just, um, give me a second."

He quickly runs into his room and then after a second, literally-- just like he said-- he opens the door with a goofy grin on his face. His bedroom is absolutely spotless. You raise your eyebrow at him and then walk inside.

"Alrighty then, let's get started." You say.

After setting up on the floor-- books everywhere and notepads open with pencils and pens lying next to them-- you start by asking Barry questions that'll be on the test. He gets confused a lot so you have to either say the question again really slowly or explain to him how to get the answer.

It's really odd, though. Sometimes you can see that he's listening and other times it looks like he's completely zoned out. He does it again so you snap your fingers in front of his face.

"Hello? Earth to Barry." You say.

He shakes his head and laughs, lowering your hand with his own.

"I'm here." He smiles.

"You sure? You keep spacing out."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just distracted I guess."

"By what?"

You look behind you to see if he's watching anything there but it's just his bedroom wall and clothes on the ground. When you turn back to look at him he just smiles softly.

"Not behind you." He says.

"Then where?" You ask, voice low.

"Here." He says, pointing at you.

You focus on his finger pointed at you and don't say anything. He's distracted by you? You laugh it off and smack his hand out of the way.

"Keep your focus on the books, ok?" You say to him.

Barry just chuckles and nods.

"Ok." He smiles.

As you're about to continue with the questions, Barry's phone rings.

"Oh, hold on." He says and grabs his phone, answering it.

You don't know who's called him so you just twirl your pen around your fingers. Barry seems to be ok with the phone call until his expression changes and he hangs up.

"Everything ok?" You ask.

"Yeah, yeah. All good. I'll just be back in a sec, ok?" He replies.

You nod, "Ok."

Barry gets up and leaves his bedroom. You wait around 5 minutes before he comes back and sits down next to you again.

"All done." He says, picking up his text book.

"Already?" You ask.

"Yep." He says.

"What did you have to do?"

"Um, just had to run a quick errand."

"Definitely quick." You chuckle.

He chuckles back as well but he seems a bit awkward.

"Hey, Barry. Can I have a drink?" You ask.

"Sure, what do you want?" He asks, standing up.

"Doesn't matter. Anything will do."

Barry nods and leaves the room. You're expecting to wait a couple of minutes but he's back before you can blink.

"Here you go." He says, walking into his bedroom with a glass of lemonade.

"That was fast." You laugh, and take the glass out of his hand.

"You were thirsty."

He scratches the back of his head and you immediately know that something is off. You decide to go with your gut and ask him for something else.

"Could I also have something to eat? Sorry, I'm hungry I guess." You say.

"Sure, no problem."

Barry leaves and comes back before you know it with, guess what, a fully made sandwich on a plate in his hands.

"Ham ok?" He asks.

"Of course." You say and take the plate from his hands, "You didn't forget the tomatoes, did you?"

"Um,"

Suddenly a gush of air blows past you and you look down at the sandwich to see it moved slightly.

"Of course not!" Barry laughs.

You look up at Barry, face expressionless, and put the drink and the sandwhich on the ground. Then you stand up and put your hands on your hips.

"What's going on?" You ask.

"What do you mean?" Barry questions you.

"You've been acting weird lately, and you're doing things really fast."

"Have I?"

"Yes."

Barry scratches the back of his head again and lets out a chuckle.

"I hadn't noticed."

"Stop lying to me, Barry." You say, arms crossed against your chest.

"I- I'm not lying to you."

"Barry, for starters you've been missing lessons. Then, you forget about today, manage to clean your room in a second, and get me a drink and sandwich before I can even blink. Also, who runs errands that quickly?"

"Look, uh, I think you're just seeing things differently. I've been doing everything the same speed as everyone else. Promise." Barry says.

You sigh and pick up your books from the ground.

"Right, well when you decide to tell me the truth, I'll be waiting." You say.

"(Y/n),"

"Cya Monday."

You walk pass Barry but then all of a sudden he's in front of you.

"(Y/n), wait."

You jump. Wasn't he behind you?

"Listen, I can explain." Barry says.

"Ok, I'm listening." You say.

"I... you see it's sort of difficult to explain, but I... have..."

"Have...?"

Barry looks at you getting ready to say his next sentence, but just before he speaks you can see the regret in his eyes.

"I have to train. For the Olympics."

"The Olympics?" You ask, eyebrow raised.

"Yeah! I'm doing the running tournemt thing there and I have to practice. That's why I've been doing things so fast." He says, chuckling at the end of his sentence.

You stand there in silence and stare at him. Obviously, that's another lie.

"Right, then. Have fun training." You say.

You walk past him and down the staircase where you head for the front door. You open it, expecting the biting cold, but are greeted by Barry.

"Ah!" You shout, jumping.

"Hi." He says awkwardly.

"How did you...?"

"Get here so fast? Yeah, not training for the Olympics."

You look him up and down.

"(Y/n), I have, uh, super speed."
(I hope that's how he admits it).

"What?"

"Super spee-"

"I know, I know," you say, cutting him off, "but how do you have it?"

"I got struck by lightning..."

You stand there looking at him before you start to laugh.

"Good one, Barry." You say.

"Now that I'm telling the truth you don't want to listen? Fine."

Barry gets closer to you, taking the books from your hands and putting them down, and wraps his arm around yor waist.

"Hold on." He says, with a slight smirk.

You get worried and hold onto his shoulder. Before you know it you're seeing things zooming past you and you're standing in the city.

"Wh- how?" You ask confused, looking around.

Barry laughs and then suddenly you're in a coffee shop. Then the mall. Then back at his house. As soon as you're back you let go of Barry and walk backwards, away from him.

"You have super speed!" You shout.

"Yep." Barry says.

"So you can run really fast?!"

"Yep."

"And you were struck by lightning?!"

"Yep."

You start to hyperventilate and Barry sees that you're freaking out.

"(Y/n), stay calm." He tells you.

But then you scream and cover your mouth.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! You have super speed!" You shout behind your hand, "This is so weird!"

"Imagine how I felt." Barry chuckles.

You stare at him and then grab a vase from a nearby table and chuck it near him. It crashes onto the floor and brakes.

"What was that for?!" Barry shouts.

"You were supposed to catch it!" You shout back.

"You could've told me that!"

"I thought you'd know!"

"(Y/n), you can't just throw vases at me and expect to catch it!"

"You're supposed to have super speed!"

"That was my favorite vase!"

You stare at each other for a while and then you slowly breathe out.

"Ok, ok..." You say to get your breathing back to normal.

"(Y/n), what I've just told you, you've got to keep it a secret, ok?" Barry says, walking closer to you.

You nod.

"Ok. I promise I won't tell anyone."

"Thank you." Barry sighs.

He smiles at you and then wraps his arms around you in a hug.

"You have no idea how hard it was for me to keep it a secret from you." He says.

You smile and lean in closer to him.

"Well, I'm glad that you trust me enough to tell me now."

Before Barry can say something else, his phone beeps alerting him that he has a text message. He pulls back from you and reads the text.

"I've got to go." He says.

"I understand now." You say.

"I'll be back before you know it."

"Just don't keep me waiting."

You both smile and Barry leans in and kisses you on the cheek. Before he leaves he winks at you and zooms off. You sigh gently and then look down at the broken vase on the floor.

"Oh, I should probably clean that up."

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I hope that's how he acts. I saw a montage on YouTube and he seemed really funny so I hope I achieved his personality, and I hope you enjoyed this!

Next Imagine: Nick Jonas (Celebrity).