The Park <Gayson>

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Hah GAYson. Sorry.
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You go to the park and sit on a swing, your sketchbook and drawing utgencles on your lap. You look around seeing what you could draw when your eyes land on a boy, wearing a white t-shirt, a green button down over it, black jeans, and black vans.

His hair lightly quiffed his eyes squinted as he looks up in the sky. He's absolutely beautiful so you decided to draw him. You started moving your pencil on the sketchbook lightly, glancing over at him to get a good draw.

When you look at him again he's staring at you, you look back down at your sketchbook, praying he didn't notice you drawing him. You squeeze your eyes shut but open them quickly, looking up again to see the boy still staring.

This time you don't look away, this time you just stare at the beautiful boy. He gives you a small smile, you could barely see it but you knew he was smiling. You gave him a smile in return, you run a hand thru your hair, moving it out the way since the wind is blowing it everywhere.

The boy gets us from the ground and excuses himself from his little group of friends. He starts walking towards you, you instantly get nervous, moving your leg up and down, tapping the pencil on your sketchbook making a mysterious beat, you watch as he just walks towards you while smiling.

He finally reaches you and puts his hands in his back pocket, he kneels your level of the swing. he begins to speak,

"You seem pretty lonely." His voice to be a little scratchy, but hot. "Sorry, that doesn't seem very gentlemen like of me." He says, sitting on the swing next to yours.

You look at him not being able to speak. He looks at your sketchbook and smiles.

"Is it ok if I ask what you're drawing?" He asked.

You shrug in response wishing you weren't shy, and nervous. He chuckles and looks down but looks right back at you.

"Can I see?" He asked, pointing to your drawing.

Your heart beats fast, thinking of what he'll do if he saw you were drawing him. You stop moving your leg but continue tapping the pencil on the paper, you shrug once again instantly regretting it.

He moves his hand out and reaches for the sketchbook. You don't stop him, you just watch as his hands grab the sketchbook, you felt his hand lightly touch your exposed thigh. You were wearing shorts, a black t-shirt, white ankle socks, and black high tops.

He looks at the drawing, smirking slightly at the half finished drawing of him. He looks at you.

"You're an amazing drawer." He compliments.

"Thanks." Your voice squeaks, you clear your throat as he chuckles.

"You're cute, I like cute." He says, a light shade of pink creeping on his cheeks.

You look down and your cheeks are met with a warm sensation, knowing your red as a tomato. You look back up at him and smile at him as a sudden confidence comes rushing thru your body.

"Do you draw?" You ask, as he hands you back the sketchbook.

"Not really, but I would love to learn." He replies, swinging himself back and forth a little.

"Maybe I can teach you how to draw?" You suggest.

"Really?" He grins.

"Yeah." You nod, smiling.

"That would be great." He smiles back.

"Whats your name?" You ask, running a hand thru your hair.

"Grayson, you?" He replies.

"Y/n." You smirk, looking straight ahead.

"Thats really beautiful." He compliments, you look at him, he winks at you.

You laugh and shake your head he the. compliments you of how beautiful your laugh is. You blush once again, you look at your phone seeing you have to go.

"I have to go, heres my number." You write on a paper, and rip the piece giving it to him.

He takes it, "I really hope this is your real number. I just have to get to know someone as beautiful as you." He flirts, as you blush again, taking your stuff.

"It is, trust me." You reassure him, and he stands up.

You say bye and walk away with a smile on your face, hoping he'll call you and not leave you hanging like a fuckboy would.

A/N: I kinda like this one, thanks for reading! I'm still kinda sick but I'll survive... Hopefully. Thanks for 16K btw 💖





















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