You, reader, are given the chance of a lifetime. Basically to just be in a ton of "short" stories with your crushes.
𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 :
🤎 • Larry Johnson
(The hunk of metal.)
💙 • Sal Fisher AKA Sally face
(The sweet softy, or is he?)
💜 • Ashley...
-S A L L Y- Fluff | Late Night Thoughts | F/r -READER'S POV-
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MY THOUGHTS arealways in a craze at night. They are mostly about Sal. He's one of my best friends and we are inseparable but, I can't help but feel that I want us to be...more than just best friends.
We've known eachother for years now. Around 4 years to be exact. We were both 15 when we met and now we were going to be 19 just before we graduated.
Yes, graduation. And prom as well, but I don't know if I'll go. I believe Sal will ask Ashley to prom because he seems to like her instead of me in that way. So any hope of him taking me was already out the window.
At least I could save myself the embarrassment of asking him just for him to shut me down with rejection.
But still, it really hurt to know that the person you love is in love with someone else...
I don't think I'll go because I don't have anyone to go with and seeing all those happy couple will just make me upset. Or more like - jealous. Jealous that it couldn't be me.
I get up from my bed and sit on my window seat. I couldn't sleep with all these annoying thoughts running through my head. So I wanted to try and calm them by just looking at a peaceful image. The night sky.
The stars shine brightly through the pitch black abyss. Its gorgeous really. I felt calm looking at the cars going past on the road down below.
-Narrator's POV-
As you were sinking into a blissful mindset while looking out your bedroom window. Someone else laid awake; disturbed by his thoughts aswell. Sal.
He was thinking about Y/N. He planned on asking her to prom but he thought you'd say no. So, he was now sitting and contemplating if he should ask her and risk rejection or not and possibly missing the chance of her saying 'yes'.
Sal huffed and turned on his right side - facing the wall.
'I should just tell her. She could say yes! And if she doesn't want to we can still hangout at prom,' Sal thinks to himself while staring into an abyss.
His mind was crazed! He couldn't decide what to do. Should he just tell her straight up? Should he plan something? Should he build it up until the big question? He didn't know. But one thing was for sure; he is going to prom with this girl, the girl of his dreams.
... ...
Suddenly, Y/N's phone rang and she almost jumped out of her own skin. Who would be calling so late? Maybe god had finally answered her prayer of going to prom with the boy of her dreams. But to her, that was a stretch. He liked Ashley for peats sake!
