Imagine:
It was a Saturday afternoon in your apartment. You were just an ordinary teen with a oversized hoodie and black leggings. You were on the couch with the cup noodles on ur side. While playing your Xbox, you got a text. It was from Nick. He wanted to hang since everyone else he knew were busy, except you. You and Nick met when your other friends introduced you guys to one another. He seemed interested to you and you liked the attention. You stood up from your spot with the empty cup in one hand and the controller in the other. You tied your hair into a tight bun, since it decided to annoy you. You continued playing for another hour, then there was a knock on your door. It was Nick. You walked over to the door, in your pink socks, and opened it. He was wearing his usual jeans with a tshirt, and his hair was a bit messy. He looked into your eyes and smirked. "Hey (y/n), you look amazing....um... Can I come in?" He asked, as a bit embarrassed.
"Yea sure. I was finishing a game of COD, so you can sit tight."
"Alright, cool"
You moved aside so he can enter, and so he did. He sat on the couch, unbothered by the noodle smell. You came right after him and handed him a controller. "Thanks," he said. You both played until it was 5. Nick seemed to enjoy the time with u. He would constantly stare at you from time to time.
Nicks thoughtsssss:
Wow.... (Y/n) looks adorable. Her laugh and her little victorys make me feel like myself. I can't help it.
You got 1st place in the game. You leaped in victory like you won the World Cup. You glanced at Nick. He just stared with a smile. You sat back to your couch and coughed. "Sorry, that went out of hand..."
"It's fine"
He placed his controller on the side table and leaned over to you. Your eyes met with his and he pressed his lips onto yours. You couldn't move from awe. He then broke the kiss and you didn't know what to say.
"Hey, do u want to grab something to eat? I'm starving," he asked
"Yea, sure....I guess," you replied, still in shock. He turned the tv off and made his way toward the door.
"C'mon, let's go," he said.
"Ok, let me change."
"Hurry up, then."
"Ok, ok, I'm going!"
After you finished putting on your black cocktail dress and slipped on some floral flats, you came out from your room and stood by the kitchen. "Wow.....I....." He said. He couldn't stop staring at you. Your hair was in braid, and you had on your mother's necklace. "Let's go then," you said, interrupting the silence. After you finished the meal at California Pizza Kitchen, you both decided to take a walk by the beach. "I had fun," you said.
"I did, too," he retorted. "Can we do this again sometime?"
"Anytime."
"Cool."
He takes your hand and you rest your head in his shoulder as you both walk down the sandy beach.
