𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

❀༄ 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚

You: Y/N

Crush: C/N

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~ C/N's POINT OF VIEW ~

TODAY IS THE DAY I'LL BE ASKING out the girl of my dreams, also known as the girl I liked since I ever started school.

Y/N. A very smart, gorgeous, outgoing, and extraordinary girl I've ever met in my life. I have always admired not because of what she can do and how she can be, but because that's her. Y/N, my Y/N.

The little old me must be proud of me right now since I'm asking the girl of his dreams.

It wasn't one of my plans to ask her out today, but it just came to my mind. She's aware of my feelings, I mean, who wouldn't? when I spent my middle school days announcing to everyone that she's the girl of my dreams.

She was aware of my feelings, and I could feel that she liked me too. Maybe she really is just too scared to admit it, but I know what I feel. I know her.

I notice everything that she does, I know her as someone who would never open up what she feels, she'll just stay quiet and keep on zoning out, that's how you know something is going on. I know how she loves eating sandwiches and sliced them in half putting strawberry jam on the other slice and peanut butter on the other. I know that her low grades never bothered her, but I could see tears building in her eyes.

And I know she somehow feels the same way. I notice how something changed between us. She doesn't react to my jokes and flirty lines. She just has this poker face on her that used to be a disgusted face. I notice how she reacts when our skin touches. Maybe I'm delusional, but I can feel it.

So I asked our mutual friend; Chelsea. She helped me plan on asking Y/N out. We booked a simple restaurant that is very close to her house, and we just decorated a small room there with Y/F/F [your favourite flowers] that she loves.

And there I was practising the words I wanted to tell her. I don't want to mess everything up, I want it to go perfectly.

"Are you okay, C/N?" Chelsea asked.

"Do you think she'll say yes?" I asked with hope.

"I don't know. . . Y/N is a very peculiar one. You'll never know what goes inside her head. But I saw how she looked at you. Maybe there's a huge chance." Chelsea explained, that made me feel nervous.

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I WAS PACING BACK IN FORTH as I shook my hands frantically. I was panicking as I waited for Chelsea and Y/N. I wanted to just back out and accept that I'll never have a chance with her.

But there she was, wearing a beautiful, simple dress that made her stand out more. My Y/N. She looked at the place with complete awe. I watched her as she walked inside the place and gently touched the flowers beside where she's standing. And when my eyes met hers, I immediately got drowned in them.

"Hi." She greeted me. Oh God, that voice. If I could just have that voice forever play to my ears.

"Hey." I responded. She gave me a smile that made my knees weak. "You look. . . You look beautiful, Y/N." My mouth said.

"You look dashing, C/N."

I handed her the flowers I have for her. She gladly took it and smelled it for a second. And how I wanted to just put her inside my pocket and claim that she's mine as she closed her eyes, sniffing the flowers.