Imagine:
Your walking one day when you get a text from your friend. Your friend said a joke and you laugh so hard you don't pay attention to where your walking and you hit someone passing by. You hit the ground hard. You fall on your knees. You look down at your legs there scraped and bleeding. You look around till you see a boy on the ground next to you. He stands up. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you" he says giving you his hand to help you up. You grab it and stand up. "It was my fault" you tell him. He looks now at your legs. "Oh my gosh" he Saudis shocked. He picks you up, and carries you to a bent right outside of a cvs he puts you down. He runs into the store. While he's gone all your thinking about is how cute he was. He comes back out with a pack of band aids. He puts them on your cuts and uses a wipe to clean the blood. "My names Madison" he says. "My name is (y/n" you say. He helps you up. You walk down the street talking for hours. Ever since that day you've been dating.
