It's you and me that's my whole world

First Love

**requested chapter**

Y/N had always been drawn to the thrill of skateboarding. The feel of the wind in her hair, the rush of adrenaline as she executed tricks, and the rhythmic sound of wheels against pavement were all a part of her passion. The local skatepark had become her haven, her place of solace and excitement.

One sunny afternoon, as Y/N practiced her latest tricks, she noticed a newcomer at the skatepark. His effortless style and confidence caught her attention immediately. He effortlessly glided along the ramps, his eyes focused on his board as if in deep conversation.

As Y/N watched him, she couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration. She decided to approach him, her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nerves. Taking a deep breath, she walked up to him with a friendly smile.

"Hey, nice moves out there," Y/N said, her voice filled with genuine interest.

The boy looked up, his eyes meeting Y/N's. He smiled, a warm and genuine expression that made Y/N's heart skip a beat. "Thanks! I'm Ayden."

"Y/N," she replied, extending her hand for a friendly handshake.

As their hands met, Y/N felt a spark, a connection that went beyond skateboarding. They talked about tricks, their favorite skate spots, and soon enough, the conversation flowed effortlessly. Ayden was easy to talk to, and Y/N found herself laughing and sharing stories like they had known each other for ages.

As the sun began to set, Y/N realized that hours had flown by while they talked. She didn't want the conversation to end, but she knew they had to part ways.

"Well, it was really nice talking to you, Ayden," Y/N said, her heart pounding in her chest.

He grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Hey, I'll be here tomorrow too. Maybe we can skate together again?"

Y/N's smile mirrored his. "Yeah, that sounds great. I'll see you then."

Over the next few days, Y/N and Ayden's friendship blossomed. They skated together, shared stories, and laughed until their stomachs hurt. It was like they were kindred spirits, brought together by their shared love for skateboarding and the undeniable chemistry between them.

As the days turned into weeks, their connection deepened, and Y/N found herself falling for Ayden. She couldn't deny the flutter of excitement whenever she saw him or the warmth that spread through her heart when he smiled at her.

One sunny afternoon, as they took a break from skating, Ayden turned to Y/N with a serious expression. "Y/N, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."

Her heart raced as she looked into his eyes, anticipation building within her. "What is it, Ayden?"

He took a deep breath and smiled nervously. "Would you like to be my girlfriend?"

Y/N's heart soared, and a grin broke out on her face. "Yes, Ayden, I would love to."

Their relationship took off, filled with skating dates, laughter, and stolen glances.

Y/N's heart raced as she sat with Ayden on the steps of her porch, their skateboards resting beside them. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the backyard. She couldn't believe it – she was dating Ayden, the boy she had met at the skateboarding park. Their connection had been instant, their shared love for skating bringing them closer together.

They had been keeping their relationship a secret, knowing that Y/N's mom, Taylor Swift, had some strict rules about dating and boys. But today was different – Ayden was over at Y/N's house, and they had decided to skate in the spacious backyard, hidden away from prying eyes.

As they rode their skateboards back and forth, laughter and excitement filled the air. They were lost in their own world, the thrill of skating and the thrill of young love intertwining in a magical way.

But then, as ayden helped Y/N with a trick and one thing lead to another as soon Y/N was in his arms kissing him when they heard a familiar voice

"Y/N  Swift, what on earth is going on here?!"

Y/N's heart skipped a beat, and Ayden's eyes widened in shock as they both turned to face Taylor, who stood at the back door, her expression a mixture of disbelief and anger.

Y/N's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her voice shaking. "Mom, I can explain..."

Taylor's eyes blazed with a mix of emotions. "Explain? You're 13, Y/N! Boys aren't allowed here, and you know it."

Ayden swallowed hard, looking utterly mortified. "I'm really sorry, Mrs. Swift. We didn't mean any harm."

Taylor's dramatic sigh filled the air. "Oh, this is not happening. Not today."

As Y/N and Ayden exchanged guilty glances, Taylor's expression softened slightly. "Ayden, it's not about you. I'm sure you're a perfectly nice young man. But Y/N knows the rules, and we've talked about this."

Y/N's shoulders slumped, her voice apologetic. "I know, Mom. I'm sorry, I should've told you."

Taylor's eyes softened as she sighed, her exasperation turning into a hint of resignation. "You're right, you should have. Communication is key, Y/N."

Y/N nodded, feeling a mixture of regret and embarrassment. She had let her emotions get the best of her, and now she had disappointed her mom.

"I'll take Ayden home now," Y/N said quietly, standing up.

Taylor's tone softened further. "That's probably for the best. We'll talk about this later, okay?"

As Y/N and Ayden walked towards the front yard, Ayden looked at Y/N with a mixture of concern and guilt. "I'm really sorry about this, Y/N."

Y/N managed a weak smile, feeling grateful for his understanding. "It's not your fault. Thanks for being cool about it."

As they said their goodbyes, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of regret. She had let her excitement cloud her judgment, and now her secret relationship had been exposed.

As she walked back towards the house, Taylor was waiting for her on the porch. Y/N braced herself for what was to come.

Taylor sighed, her eyes weary. "Y/N, I know that you're growing up, and I want you to have experiences, but I also need you to understand that there are rules in place for a reason."

Y/N nodded, her voice subdued. "I know, Mom. I messed up."

Taylor's gaze softened as she pulled Y/N into a hug. "You're not the first teenager to mess up, and you won't be the last. Just remember that I'm always here to talk, okay? We'll work through this together."

Y/N nodded, feeling a mixture of relief and gratitude. Maybe things hadn't gone as planned, but she knew that her mom's love and support were there for her.

Hy guys,
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