hector is 17rosie
oi gav where u atlamine
gavpau
gavmarc
gavhector
gavrosie
u guys r such childrenhector
im an adultrosie
yeh tell the gc name
thathector
diegavi
im in my carrosie
oh great
well theres alot of
those here
so i may need a hintgavi
ofc mi flor its
the white onelamine
mi florpau
mi flormarc
mi florhector
mi florrosie
children
anyway yeh that helped
alot
narrowed it down
to abt 50% of the car
parkgavi
glad i could help
oh i can see upedri
thats a bit stalkerypablo
gavi we know u love
rosie but thats going
a bit fargavi
IM NOT A STALKERrosie
ok am i facing the direction
of ur cargavi
turn to the left a bit
no the other way
yeh there u go
do u see me nowrosie
no
oh wait yesI walk over to the car, getting a bit nervous. I don't know why.
Gavi gets out the car and closes the door behind him. He turns to face me with a shy smile on his face.
"Oh my God." I say, walking up to him. "You're so much shorter than i'd thought you'd be."
"Really?" He says, "That's the first thing you say to me."
I shrug. "Nervous. I just say the most random things when i'm nervous."
"Of course." He says.
We stay silent for a moment just looking at each other.
Gavi awkwardly coughs, breaking the silence. "Here, let me put your bag in the car." He takes it out my hand, his fingers brushing against mine, causing me to look away.
"Oh right." I mumbled quietly. Why is this so awkward?
I watch as he opens the door to his car and puts my bag inside. He shuts the door again.
"Alright get in, i'll take you back to my place." He says, going to open the drivers seat.
I nod and make my way over to the passenger seat. I open the door and quickly get in.
"Do you wanna listen to music?" He asks, starting the car.
"Oh yes." I say pulling out my phone.
"Here." He says, handing me the aux chord.
"Thanks." I say, plugging it into my phone.
I tap on a random playlist and Pink + White by Frank Ocean starts playing.
"Oh I love this song." I say, smiling excitedly at Gavi.
"Yeah same." He says, smiling back at me.
YOU ARE READING
𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐄, gavi
Fiksi Penggemar'so rosella de leon, can we call u rosie?' 'rosella' 'rosie' 'rosella' 'rosie' 'rosella' 'rosie' 'rosella' 'rosie' 'fine, rosie.' (everything is fictional)