Wes's pov:
After our almost kiss, Meera stayed a couple extra feet away from me for the rest of the week.
Days bled into weeks and before we knew it, AP exams came around and so did final exams.
Today was our last exam of the year and then we were done for the year.
Prom was coming up soon and I really wanted to ask Meera to prom.
Every time I was near her all I wanted to do was hug her, hold her, kiss her and just be close to her. But I cant even do that because we're in the most awkward phase ever.
We were lounging in my living room, flipping through the channels and our phones when Meera screamed.
"What's wrong?" I jump over to her and check her for any injuries or signs or worry.
"I got into the hospital program as central sterile!!" She said with a huge ass grin on her face.
"The hospital five minutes away?!?" I ask.
"Yes!!"
"Oh my god that's huge," I go in to hug her and she goes in to hug me. Before we know it I'm fully pressed against her and she's running her hand through my hair.
I inhaled her in.
After three whole fucking weeks, I was hugging her without any awkwardness.
I snaked a hand through her hair and kept it at the base of her neck, resting my head in the crook of her neck.
"Wes?" She calls after a few moments.
Oh right.
I clear my throat and pull away from the hug. "Congratulations Meera, I'm so proud of you."
"Thank you," She beamed. "Ah oh my fucking god. This is such a dream come true."
"Lemme take you to dinner. We have to celebrate this." I blurted, grabbing her hand.
She gaped for a moment before regaining her consciousness. "Okay," Meera smiled. "Um I'm gonna head home so I can tell everyone about this and get dressed. Lemme know when you wanna leave."
"I'll be at your front door at six. Also I know it's demanding of me but go all out dressing up, okay?"
"Um okay?" She feigned confusion before leaving.
Since it was almost five, I got my ass up and headed up to my room to get ready.
I fixed up my hair and changed into a black button up with black trousers.
After deeming myself presentable, I went downstairs into the garden and picked a few fresh gardenias for Meera.
I rung her front doorbell and Mrs. Desai opened the door. "Oh hi Wes, you're dressed up?"
"Meera and I were gonna go for dinner to celebrate,"
"Oh, in that case come in, she's probably getting ready." Meera's mom smiled and led me into her living room. "We're going out too so I guess I should probably make Meera take her keys."
After a few minutes, Meera comes into the living room and the air is knocked out of my lungs.
She looked absolutely fucking stunning in the mint linen flare sundress she had on. The mint color popped against her tan skin, her hair was pin straight and she was fucking glowing.
"You look gorgeous." I murmured, handing her the flowers.
"Thank you." She went in for a hug.
After Meera got the flowers in water, we left for the restaurant.
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Secret alliances
RomanceMeera Desai. She believed in public affection. James Brenegan. He believed in private affection. She wanted a public display of affection while he wanted to keep things out of sight due to personal image reasons. Meera was the epitome of a cancer...
