Pov y/n
I wake up with a smile on my face, the last night still very present in my memories.
It was amazing and the perfect first date.
There were a few little difficulties like the money thing but we talked about them and figured something out.
The dinner was extremely good and together with watching the sun set, it was the best atmosphere I could have asked for.Memories paint pictures before my eyes and I see Scarlett's beautiful eyes in my mind, how they look at me with so much care and sweetness.
After we left the restaurant, we decided to go for a little walk before returning to the car.
We just strolled around the streets, eventually ending up with the Hudson River on our left. Since the sun is down, it got a little chillier but none of us minded and we just put thin jackets on.We didn't talk a lot during our walk, just here and there pointing some things out. It was a calm and comfortable silence and we just enjoyed each other's company.
After an hour of walking or so, it got quite late, we made our way back to the car and got in.
We decided that Scar will drive me back to my apartment because she doesn't know when Rose will be back tomorrow and there is a chance that she has to pick Rose up after breakfast and we didn't want the morning to be rushed.She got out of the car as well, when she found a spot near my apartment building. The closest street lamp was broken, which left us in a bit more darkness.
I leaned against the car and looked up into the sky, hoping to see some stars but sadly New York is too bright to see stars. I let out a little sigh, missing the stars.
"What is it?" Scar asked and stood in front of me, taking my hands in hers.
"I just miss seeing the stars in the night sky. Back home I could see them and they were so beautiful and fascinating." I explained my sigh and she looked up as well, searching for stars. We both looked for a while but we couldn't see any.
"You will get to see some stars again." Scar whispered due to the quiet atmosphere and I tilted my head back to look at her.
"I already see some. Whenever I look into your eyes and you are happy, they sparkle as if they had a bunch of stars in them." I whispered back, a smile on my lips as I lifted my hands up to cup her cheeks.
I could feel them heat up a little at the compliment and Scar just leaned into my touch as a reply.
Her eyes locked with mine and I saw the sparkling I just described in them. Seeing her this way made me truly happy and even though it wasn't very romantic, I wished that moment could have lasted forever.Her hands found my hips and first just laid on them, until they wrapped around my further, pulling me a little more into her.
My body made contact with hers and it started tingling, making me get excited just by the simple gesture.
She leaned us a little back, until my body was meet by the cold metal of the car, a nice contrast to the heat that was radiating off her body and building up between us.My back a little arched, due to her hands, that pulled me into her.
My eyes darted between her lips and eyes while her face slowly came closer to mine.
I closed the little gap between us and met her soft lips.Our lips danced together as if they always had and were destined to do just this, even though we haven't kissed that often.
After we pulled away, she leaned her forehead against mine and slowly traced her hands back to my sides, letting my back out of it's arching and I instantly missed the warmth of her body.
"Thank you for tonight, I hope we get to do this again." She said and leaned a little back to see my eyes better, her face shining with happiness.
"No, thank you for taking me on this date, it was perfect. And I also hope, we can do this again." I replied and watched her smile grow and her nose scrunched up a little bit.
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The Stranger on the Train
FanfictionY/n is on her way to New York to start a new life there. On the train she meets a blonde woman and her daughter. They start to talk and turns out, the blonde woman lives in New York. Before their ways parten, y/n gives the woman her phone number. ...