{Your POV}
You were walking home from work in {State/City}. It was cold and windy, you pulled your slime jacket closer to your body as you continue to walk down the street back to your house. Streetlights lighting your way through the darkness, you looked over to your left and see The Dark Woods, the place not even the most evil of people would dare go. You got distracted and knocked into someone the two of you falling onto the concrete sidewalk. "I am so sorry, I didn't see you there." You heard the person under you groan, you pushed yourself off of them and held out your hand. They took a hold of your hand a pulled themselves up, "Hey thanks, sorry for hittin' ya I didn't notice ya walking towards me." He had a Boston accent that much you could tell straight away, but you can put your finginger on his age. He looked about 19 or 20 at most, he had on a bright red hoodie that had a Hermès shoe on the left shoulder sleeve, he wore an orange headset with the microphone pulled up away from his mouth, he also wore casual black jeans with red and black converses. "No it's alright it was my fault I shouldn't have been looking at the floor when I was walking." You smiled shyly and started to continue your walk back home when he grabbed your wrist, his grip wasn't hard it was gentle. "If it's alright with you I could walk ya home, so that way if anyone tries ta jump ya I'll be there to save ya." He smiled at you, letting go of your wrist and instead putting his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Yeah sure, i-if you want to. I live about a block or two away from here so not to far." The both of you smiled and began heading back to your house, over the last feet minutes the temperature had gotten colder. "Hey you alright there, you look cold." You shake your head saying that it was fine and you'll be alright, but he didn't buy it he stopped and started to take off his hoodie. "Hey you don't have to do that really I'm okay it's just a bit chilly is all." You tried to convince him to keep his hoodie but it was too late he had already taken the hoodie off and know stood in front of you with a plain red T-shirt with the same Hermès logo on his left shoulder sleeve. "Hey, uh, sir...what does that stamp on your shirt mean?" "Hmm? Oh yeah that. Well let's just say that means I'm fast on my feet." "Oh so you're a track runner?" He chuckled at your question and handed you his hoddie. "Here this will keep ya warm, it will do ya a lot more good than that small one ya got on." "Thank you....uh, what's your name?" He stopped moving for a moment and you heard him slap his forehead with his palm. "Oh yeah, sorry I should have told ya that first huh? My names Scout, well that's what everyone at work calls me but my real name is Josh. Nice ta meet ya..." You blushed and held out your hand for a handshake. "{Y/N}, it's nice to meet you." "The pleasure is all mine {Y/N}." You continued on your way back home, the two of you chatting about random topics, hobbies and other things. You had gotten to know Josh more than ever and he got to know more about you. When you saw your house only a few feet away you couldn't help but feel sad, you didn't wanna leave Josh just yet you still had so much to talk about. 'What if I ask him to stay the night, I mean it is far to dark to walk home alone right?' You thought to yourself, walking up the small stair case that literally only consisted of 4 stairs. "Josh thanks for walking me home, I don't what would of happened if you hadn't." He smiled and waved his hand saying that it was no trouble and that he would walk you home anytime. "Josh...it really dark out I don't think you should be walking back home at this hour. You can stay the night here if you like I don't mind. Plus I live alone so you don't have to worry about some guy walking in the door wanting to kill you." The both of you laughed at the dumb joke you made and the laughter soon died down. "I wish I could {Y/N} but I can't, my teammate would start wondering where I've been and all this crap. In sorry I wish I could stay, hopefully I could see ya again. The two of us could go catch a movie or somethin'....maybe, i-if ya want to that is!" You giggled at how nervous he was acting, you thought it was cute how he would blush whenever you would laugh at one of his jokes or when he would trio and fall flat on his face repeatedly saying that he was okay. "Yeah, I would like that Josh." He looked up at you and smiled a smile of pure joy. "Really? You're not playing with me are ya {Y/N}." "No I'm not playing you I'm being serious, I would love to go to the movies with you." He smiled and walked up two steps, taking your hands in his he stared at you with love and care, his brown eyes boring into your own {E/C}. "I should probably get out of your hair so you can sleep, but before I go are you free this saterday?" You thought about your schedule for a moment and saw that you had saterday off of work. "Yeah I'm free, I'll meet you at the movie theater at exactly 6 okay?" "Okay, I promise I won't be late." You smiled and kissed his cheek before waking into your house shutting the door behind you. "See you around lover boy."
{I first want to apologize for this story taking much longer than intended to publish. I at first was going to make the person you bumped into a creep or a robber or something but then I changed my mind and just decided to make it a small one shot. I'm sorry that the plot is terrible I had just woken up and began writing, i hope that you still like it, and if you don't that's okay. I've just been really busy with this trip to a collage that I'm going to during the summer, I've been packing for the last 3 weeks. Again I'm sorry for the shitty story I hope you guys still enjoy reading my crappy stories.}
~Alice Rose
