Those eyes

Her home

Grace's POV

I squeezed into Ricky's mini, and sat in the passenger seat. I loved Ricky's company but I felt so dirty having just ran around for and hour and a half, I was all sweaty. This wasn't the best way to meet for sure! I realised myself glaring at his perfectly placed, well everything! His lips were thin, but not too thin. Kissable. His stubble covered the whole of the bottom of his face and the top of his neck. It wasn't scruffy it was perfect.

Ricky's POV

I felt so nervous around her, I felt a flutter in my stomach every time I felt our gaze cross. I was never like this with girls I was alway confident and calm, but it was different with Grace. It was cringey I know but it was honestly like the world around us stopped.

I had been to Liverpool before for a few gigs but I never knew my way around so she guided me around the roads back to her house. Her house was big, it was old and traditional but I loved it.

"So where are your parents are they in?" I asked, I had been wondering for a while now anyway.

"Oh no they have gone to visit a relative in Wales for a couple of weeks." She replied.

A few awkward seconds went by until she asked if I would like to come in. I let her guide the way and smirked when she turned her back. I never intended to do anything like that I'm a sort of gentleman that way, and besides she was only 17.

Her house was even bigger on the inside. She offered me a drink an asked me to wait for a few minutes whilst she went to have a shower. I sat in the living room, and studied all the childhood photographs stood on the mantelpiece. She was such a cute kid. Cuter than I ever was anyway.

3rd PERSON

Grace threw on some leggings and t-shirt, and ran downstairs, eager to see Ricky. She stepped into the living room to find Ricky looking at old photographs.

"Devil child"

Ricky's head swung round in shock. Grace laughed.

"That's what my dad called me, when they say the terrible two's I've heard I was the most terrible."

"I can't imagine, you. Nooo." Ricky joked.

The two sat on the sofa-bed discussing their upbringing, family, football, music and everything between. Ricky wondered where Annie was and how to get in touch with her, as it was Annie who he was staying with. However Ricky felt like he was having such a good time with Grace. He did it want to interrupt her. He just wanted to listen to her laughing and telling stories all night.

It was soon 11:30pm and Grace's phone rang. It was Annie to Ricky's relief.

"Hi Grace. I'm just ringing to say I've popped out to the pub" typical Annie Grace thought. " I think you will have to give Ricky the sofa for the night. Won't be back till late you know me."

Grace didn't mind she wanted to stay with Ricky, he was her closest thing to a best friend.