He's the infamous new guy who of course has all the girls, and guys drooling over him.
His name... Flynn Dawson, the mysterious new student who only has his eyes set on person: Willow Skyes, a humorous, quick witted girl who also happens to be the...
Her coffin shaped acrylics, that carried a pink and white heart design, were tapping diligently on the table.
We were seated in a dark-theme booth at this 80s inspired dinner. Ryker and Auggie decided to stay home, so it was just Willow and I.
"You alright, beautiful?" I ask, placing a hand over her own.
"Yeah, I am just nervous about tonight," she says, now chewing on the nails on her free hand.
"Why?" I ask, grabbing her other hand and placing them in front of her chest so that she's facing me. "What are you thinking about?"
"You," she blushes.
Her cheeks are emitting a bright pink shade, and she's chewing on her full round lips nervously. My girl looks absolutely stunning in her pink satin mini dress, with her long curly hair that reaches just past her shoulders.
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"Why are you thinking about me?" I ask, pulling her in closer.
"I always think about you," she admits, her face inches away from my own. "Flynn I... I think I love you," she mutters to herself, but the three words pierce my heart with an incredible amount of strength. She loves me?
"Baby, do you understand what you just said to me?" I ask her, my heart beating like crazy. Does she not understand how important her opinions of me are, so for her to love me is making my heart feel giddy and shit.
"I fully understand what I said," she nods, cupping my face with her soft hands. "I said I love you."
Her smile was so bright that I felt compelled to smile even wider.
Willow Skyes is the love of my life, and she loves me. Fuck yeah.
She is a person who commands the attention of everyone in the room. Even if she doesn't realize it. Her lovable nature, and witty responses creates a sense of comfort whenever you are around her.
"Thank you Willow," I say.
"Thank you?"
"Yes, thank you. Thank you for loving someone as broken as me," I say, kissing her temple before looking back at her ocean blue eyes.
"Flynn—"
But before she could say anything I crash my lips onto hers. I wanted to taste her soft full lips from the moment we got into this restaurant, but didn't since I was keeping myself in check.
Now that she said she loves me, I can't hold back anymore. I can finally show her everything I've wanted to do to her since I met her.
"Flynn," she says breathlessly, releasing herself from our passionate kiss.
"Yes baby?" I reply, kissing along her jaw.
"You aren't broken," she whispers. "And whoever told you that you are, I'll beat they ass."
