"How about here?" I asked Kendle, my best friend. We looked at the park gate and she shrugged, "okay." We walked through the gates, talking quietly when we heard a couple of girls screech, "ewww no you creep!" I looked around and darted ahead. I found the girls. They were walking away from a very heavy set man who seemed to be sweating abundantly. When Kendle caught up to me she laughed. "L-l-l-look at h-h-h-him!" She stuttered. I rolled my eyes and walked over. I stood behind him with my arms crossed. He turned around. "Why, hello Miss! Would you care for a hug?" He asked in a slightly thick accent. It sort of sounded fake... I flinched a little but looked at him. He didn't seem like he was actually like that. It's like I saw a skinny, handsome version deep down inside. Of course, I wasn't liking this man, ew no. But I shook my head yes. He was taking in awe but wrapped his arms around me. "You're not sweaty," i whispered. "Because this is a costume. Don't tell your friend, she seems to be falling for this," he whispered back. I looked at him, shocked. So I was right? I had actually seen underneath a person's appearance?!? "Hellooooooo!" He called over to Kendle. She looked at me and then walked away laughing. "Welp," he muttered. "I'm going to change, but will you meet me at the swings. I want to get to know you." I stood with my jaw half-dropped but nodded. He walked away. I met up with Kendle and we walked through the park.
"Why did you give him a hug?" Kendle smiled, looking forward. I smiled, "he isn't what you think. He isn't fat or sweaty like that." Kendle busted out laughing, so much so that tears rolles down her cheeks. "Not fat?" She howled. I rolled my eyes, sitting on a swing. "Be right back, I need to go clean up," Kendle said, wiping at her eyes and laughing still.
I sat staring at my feet and crossing them, uncrossing, crossing, uncrossing. Suddenly, a pair of hands pushes me on the swing. I mentally freak out and look to see who it is. It was a guy (about 20) years old with gorgeous brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. "Hello," he says in a British accent. I jump off the swing and back away slowly, "hello? Wh-wh-who are you?" I ask. God dang it! Why am I stuttering. This guy is beautiful and if you scare him away.... ugh I'm so stupid! I relaxed a little bit and he chuckled. "You seemed to like me better in the sweatsuit. Shall I change again?" He asked. I gasped. This beautiful guy was.... him? Was him; the fat sweaty man from earlier? "Shocking, isn't it? Ha ha! But hello, beautiful. My name is Louis Tomlinson. What's your name?" He inquired. "Jessica." I stated. "That's pretty," he said. I smiled sitting back on the swing. He began to push me and we made casual talk. I got a text from Kendle saying she went hone because she saw me with a guy. I sent "thanks love" back and stood. "Last one to the slide is a rotten egg!" I screamed, sprinting towards the slide. He giggled, chasing me.
I ran and jumped into the little space kids climb into to get down the slide. He crawled in after me. "Rotten egg!" I giggle. He ilsits beside me, "i perfer carrots." I laugh and look away. He smiles and laughs too.
After playing on the playground until sunset luke little kids, we leave the park, quietly talking. "So how old are you?" He asks. "19. I will be 20 in 3 months," i say. He nods. "How old are you?" I ask. "I am 20. Just turned 20 in December," he says. I nod. I look forward, but peer at him from the corner of my eye. He is just so beautiful. Some sweat dripped down his face from running around all afternoon. I smile. "Yes?" He whispers. "Huh?" I mumble. He looks at me, "you were staring at me." "What? Noooooo! Me?" I said. He smirked. After silence settled, he whispered, "did you like what you saw?" I stopped walking. He noticed and stood with me. I looked into his blue orbs and whispered, "yes." He dipped down and kissed me. I felt fireworks going off in my body. He pulled away and smiled. "Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked. I nod and wrap my arms around him in a hug.
