So here's the first imagine! I may continue this one, but I haven't decided yet. Let me know if you like it and don't forget to send in requests! Paul X Reader Imagine moving to Liverpool, England. You had only been there for a few weeks now but you had managed to make one friend so far, which made you somewhat happy about moving. Her name was Lizzie and she was probably on her way now to take you to the Cavern, a popular club in the area. You frantically grabbed the cutest outfit you could find and brushed your hair out as quickly as possible. You briefly at yourself in the mirror, giving yourself a nod as you heard a car honk outside. You ran to open the door to see Lizzie sitting in the driver's seat, "Come on!" She yelled, "The show starts in twenty minutes!" You hopped in the passenger seat just before she sped off. You were on your way to see a local band play and you were a bit skeptical. So far Lizzie's taste in music was not quite your style, but you decided going out and meeting new people was a good enough reason to go. You arrived at the Cavern and took notice of how packed it was, "These guys must be good," you said to Lizzie as she dragged you through the crowd towards the front. She nodded quickly, a huge smile spread across her face as four quite attractive young men ran onto the stage. "Oh my God!" She screamed loudly, making you laugh, which attracted the attention of one of the boys on stage. His eyes lit up as he gave you a quick smile while he stepped up to the mic, "Hello everybody," he said and then he glanced back to you, "hello," he said, giving you a wink. Lizzie almost lost her mind as she turned to you in awe, jumping up and down as she let out a loud squeal. Your cheeks turned bright red as you smiled up at him. "We've got a good show for you tonight, loves!" He looked down at his bass and then back up to the rhythm guitarist on the other mic and gave him a quick nod before saying "one, two, three, four!" Then they began to play, and you immediately regretted doubting Lizzie. They were incredible. Lizzie jumped and danced to the beat and you couldn't help but join her. Before you knew it the show was over and it left you wanting so much more. You and Lizzie stayed at the Cavern to get drinks afterwards. "I'm going to the restroom and then we can leave," she said, leaving you alone at the table. You looked around as you hummed one of the songs the band had played. Just then you felt a tap on your shoulder. "Hmm?" You said as you turned around to meet a pair of chocolate brown eyes with a familiar twinkle in them, "Hello, darling," he said, his accent making you smile. You couldn't hide the blush that crept onto your cheeks. You couldn't believe he was talking to you. "Hello again," you said, giving his a smile as you reminded him of his moment on stage. He scratched the back of his head as he smiled and to your amusement blushed at your comment, "Oh, yeah," he laughed, "well I noticed you from the stage and couldn't help but say hello. You made my night with that laugh of yours." He gave you a quick wink again, driving you crazy inside. He was so good looking. You quickly scanned your eyes over him as you smiled up at him. He was tall with dark brown hair in a clean bowl cut on top of his head, brown eyes and the most lovely smile. And he was telling you you made his night. "Oh well, thank you uhm-" "Paul," he said. "Thank you, Paul," you said, "and really you made my night, your band's music is wonderful," you said. "Thank you-" "(y/n)," you said, this time you were the one to give him a wink. He looked you up and down with a smile, "You are absolutely wonderful, you know that, (y/n)?" "Hey (y/n)!" You heard Lizzie say. You glanced over to see her motioning for you to leave. You nodded to her, "Well looks like my ride is about to leave without me," you say, "it was lovely meeting you, Paul," you said as you gathered your things. You got up to leave but he grabbed your hand, "Wait-" He said, making you turn around, "Can I see you again?" You grabbed a napkin and a pen from your purse and scribbled your number onto it, "It would make my day," you said as you handed it to him. He looked at it and then back at you, a smirk playing on his face. The two of you stood there, studying each other quietly. He began to lean in and he came close enough to make your breath catch just before he gave you a quick kiss on your cheek. "Good," he said, waving the napkin happily before he turned on his heel and walked backstage. Maybe moving to Liverpool wouldn't be so bad at all.