Matthew Espinosa Imagines

Nerves

I fall onto my bed, my backpack falling to the floor and my breathing becoming heavier.

Is this actually happening? I must be hallucinating.

I pinch myself, wince, and then sigh.

I'm secretly glad it's not a dream, but if it was, my breathing wouldn't be out of control, my anxiety wouldn't be causing me to be so panicked, and I wouldn't feel like I had to throw up.

Today, the most popular guy at school, Matthew Espinosa, asked me out on a date.

At first, I laughed. Like...hard. Embarrassingly hard.

Matthew just looked at me with his nose crinkled and eyebrows furrowed until I stopped.

"Wait...you're serious?" I had asked.

He awkwardly nodded, eyeing me up and down and probably rethinking his decision.

But then he shook it off and said "I'll pick you up around six. Just text me your address."

Then, he just walked away...and I began to hyperventilate.

I don't even have his number! He's fucking Matthew Espinosa!

Should I ask someone for it...no that would seem desperate and weird like I was stalking him...maybe I should just pray for it to magically appear on my phone...?

If you have noticed already, I've had a major crush on Matthew for a long time. And he barely notices me...so what made him ask me out today...?

I'm just a normal girl. I go to school, I wear mediocre clothing and get mediocre grades. I'm nothing special...so what does he see in me?

I shove all my thoughts to the back of my mind and firstly focus on getting his number.

I then grin as I remember that I already had it. I had to text him for a project we were on together. I still have memories of that. First time he ever talked to me. He called me smart and cute on the same day.

I smiled for hours.

I pull up his number and take a deep breath. I type my address and leave it at that.

I then decide on what to wear. I just put on a dress. At least it's better than the same outfits I wear to school every day.

I apply a little mascara since I don't usually wear make up and I straighten my hair. After that I check my phone and see a text back from Matthew.

Matthew Espinosa: Alright, cya soon ;)

HOLY FUCK
WHAT TFFFF
WHAT DOES THE WINKY FACE MEAN?!?!!?
ASDHJKKGLLLL

I pinch myself to make my mind shut up. It doesn't mean anything...right?

Oh God, this is going to be a long night.

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My door bell rings, making my knees weak.

I open the door to see Matthew wearing a collared shirt with khakis. I look at him and see a boy with confidence. Maybe that's why I like him so much. Because he has what I lack.

"Ready?" Matt asks

As ready as I'll ever be...

"Yup," I choose to say.

We walk out to his car and I climb in hesitantly. I notice I was shaking. God, why do I have to be such a nervous wreck?

The ride to wherever we were going was short and silent. The only sound was my fingers nervously tapping on my seat.

When we park, I see that he drove us to a small ice cream shop that I've never heard of.

"I grew up on this stuff. Thought you'd enjoy it too," he explained. I nodded small and hesitantly got out of the car.

We enter and take seats at a small table with tall chairs. The waitress comes and takes our orders...and then we're silent.

"So, how was your day?" Matthew asks.

"Best one of my life," I say.

Matt's eyebrows raise. "Really?"

"Yeah. I mean...you asked me out today. How much better can it get?"

I start to wonder if I was being too truthful than I should be, but surprisingly, Matthew smiled.

Matt notices my leg bouncing and my fingers drumming, and suddenly his hand falls on top of mine, making heat rush through my body and up to my now rosy cheeks.

"Hey," Matt says, smiling at me as his hand squeezes mine. "Don't be so nervous. There's no need to be. I'm human, you're human."

I smile. He was right. We're just humans. He's just popular because so many girls want to be in my position right now, on a date with Matthew Espinosa.

The waitress comes back with our ice cream and tells us to enjoy. I had a feeling I would enjoy something besides the ice cream.

I purse my lips as I look down at our intertwined hands while we used our other ones to eat. "Why'd you ask me out?"

Matt inhales deeply and then begins.

"First time I saw you was in freshmen year. I had Biology with you, and I thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world. I wanted to ask you out so badly but...I was scared. So my grades were terrible in Biology because I was so distracted. Then sophomore year came and we had all classes together, and my grades were so terrible that I had to attend summer school for it. So I thought that this year, if I asked you out, then I would have more time to look at you besides in my classes...and maybe I could do even more than look at you. I can talk to you, hug you..."

Matt pauses for a minute, staring so intently on my face that I thought I had something on it.

Matt suddenly leans over the table and presses his pink lips onto mine. When he pulls away, I grin ear to ear. I don't think I've ever been happier.

"...Kiss you," Matt finishes, matching my huge grin.

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After that date, I was never nervous about being with Matthew. We went on several more dates, graduated high school together, went to separate colleges, but then he surprised me with an engagement ring.

Nothing is impossible. Humans are humans. Let us love, since that is all our hearts were made for.

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:)

"There are two hearts on the floor. One mine, both yours."

- abby/ashley