Stay

*•.Wait, Really?.•*

I blushed, covering my mouth.

Andy just stared at me in shock, then he chuckled.

"I'm so fucking sorry I didn't mean to blurt it out like that I really am sorry like-"

Andy cut me off.

"Yes, I'll go out with you." He smiled.

"It's okay I under- wait... What?" My jaw dropped a little.

How could someone so cute and nice that I just met, want to date someone so weird and ugly and gross like me? I don't understand how this is possible.

"Yes, I'll go out with you, Scar." Andy chuckled, eating a fry from the bag.

I blushed, covering my face.

"Oh. Sweet. That's cool." I mumbled through my hands.

Andy uncovered my face. "Don't cover your face." He stared at me.

I blushed harder. I couldn't think of anything to say. I was staring in awe.

"You know." Andy interrupted my thoughts of him.

"You're cute when you blush." He chuckled, taking a bite of his sandwich.

I blushed harder. "You need to stop making me blush, Andy. It's not cool." I smiled.

"It's okay Scar." He smiled.

"I wonder how you look when you blush." I smiled at him.

"I don't blush." He said, taking another bite.

"You will, and I will find out." I smiled.

He shook his head.

After we finished eating he drove me home. I got out of the car, and smiled.

"Thanks for the ride home, baby." I giggled.

He smiled, looking at me. "No problem, babe."

I blushed, closing the car door, sneaking back inside.

I changed his contact name to "Mi Amour", texted him goodnight, and peacefully drifted to sleep with happy thoughts in my head.

Things are starting to turn out better.