chicken nuggets ✦ s.m

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des awoke to the sound of shouting. it didn't alarm her as much as it used to considering that her parents used to do it all the time.

"what the fuck do you think you're doing with my sister?" des recognized the voice as her brother's and quickly sprung up from her position on her bed.

"nothing, I swear." the sound of shawn's voice ringing her ears. the look on shawn's face was priceless it looked like he had just witnessed all the pizza being eaten when he had asked for a piece.

"david calm the fuck down. shawn and i did absolutely nothing sexual. besides you dont see me busting into your room when your hoes are over." des stated proudly giving shawn a sympathetic look.

"damn. fine if you want to be that way." david told des while slamming her door shut.

"sorry about him. umm-" she was interrupted by a nervous shawn mendes.

"look, it was cool hanging with you but i think i should go. i mean it is 3:02 a.m."

"but im hungry." des complained. she didn't want him to leave just yet even though it was early morning. she contemplated what to say so she just said the first thing she would think of. she wasn't lying, she was hungry but not enough to eat an entire big mac.

"you're lucky i'm into you."

"i-i-i.." shawn stuttered his face flushing red while destinee's face was covered in a large smile.

"get your keys boy, we're going to mcdonalds."
with those words shawn and des headed out of her room and down the stairs rather fast.

fast enough for shawn to trip on the carpeted steps causing him to fall forward. resulting in him landing near the bottom flat on his face.

shawn received stares from the few people still at the party. des trudged down the steps and helped shawn up instead of laughing like most people would.

the act earned her his breathtaking smile. the same smile that made her melt inside. shawn failed to mention to des that he didn't have a car. in fact he brought his bicycle to the party.

the pair were outside in the dark of night. the only source of light being the moon above them. shawn causally walked toward destinee's neighbor's house with her following close behind. he forcefully grabbed his bike from the bushes it was embedded in.

she shot him a look of disbelief. des assumed that the damn fine person who stood before her owned a jeep or car for that matter. instead of the black jeep she envisioned there was a dark bicycle stained with patches of rust.

"des, there's only one seat."

"it's fine shawn, haven't you seen ever movies?"

"you want to ride on the handle bars? don't you think that's a little dangerous." he shot her a concerned look. the last thing he wanted was to injure her.

"don't worry. i'll be fine, mendes."

"if you say so, kincaid."

shawn got on his bike and soon after des positioned herself on the handlebars. the nearest mc d's was three blocks from her house. she intended to make the most of it with the fine brunet pedaling steadily behind her.

with one block to go she attempted to stand on the handlebars and spread her arms wide. reenacting the famous scene from titanic.

her effort was short lived. her tall body disrupting any balance shawn maintained to keep the bike going steady.

the bike flipped, falling on top of shawn's long legs. shawn's upper body covered by the body of destinee kincaid. des played dead ready to startle shawn. poor shawn was rattled. he thought he had hurt des.

"im so sorry, des. i warned you but you didn't listen and-"

"boo!!"

"des what the fuck, i was getting emotional for you. didn't you see the tears ready to fall?"

shawn was irritated. even though he just met her, he felt strongly attracted to her beauty and wittiness. the thought of losing her would be too much to bear.

"you're fine, mendes. let's just go to mc d's."

the two walked the rest of the way. within minutes the famous glow of the yellow 'm' was seen. shawn had never been so happy to see the fast food franchise.

the pair walked in casually and stood in front of the snoring cashier. des was annoyed. she didn't want this pathetic sleeping cashier to ruin her and shawn's unofficial 'date'. des raised her right hand and gave the cashier a loud slap on the cheek.

the cashier was a man in his maybe early 30s. his loud snores once filled the restaurant and were replaced by the grogginess evident in his voice. the only evidence left of his snooze was the drool dripping from his mouth.

"hoow may i-i-i help you m'am?"

"i want two 10 piece chicken nuggets and a diet coke."

"is that all?"

"yep and make it quick."

shawn handed the man $20 and des stuck her hand out for the change. the man placed a 5 in her hand as she stuffed the bill in her pocket.

shawn was surprised by destinee's sudden attitude. it was then that his mind shifted towards the snickers commercial "you're not you when you're hungry"

shortly shawn and des received their tray. shawn was relieved that he finally had his chicken nuggets. his craving finally subsided when he took a bite. he took a sip of the diet coke des ordered and remembered when they first met. he was nervous and she was sleep deprived.

he looked into her gorgeous green eyes before his eyelids felt heavy. he was lack of sleep was taking over. before falling asleep in the booth were destinee and him sat, he mumbled softly.

"but it feels like there was something the moment that we touched. 'cause it's alright, I wanna make you mine. the way you lightin' up the room. caught the corner of my eye."

soon enough he fell asleep, his head resting on the mcdonalds table. without even realizing it, he found his true inspiration. no, not chicken nuggets but destinee kincaid.