This WASN'T Planned // (Weston Koury / Mario Selman Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

Allison's P.O.V.

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Beth 👯❤️- YESTERDAY WAS SO AMAZING

Me- Yeah, terrific.

Beth 👯❤️- You okay?

Me- Yeah, why?

Beth 👯❤️- :/ you dont seem okay.

Me- 😂 im fine Beth. Wanna go to the park later?

Beth 👯❤️- Sure! 😁

Beth 👯❤️- Meet you there in an hour?

Me- Good w me 😋

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I put on dark blue shorts and a Hollister hoodie. I did my hair into two french braids then continued to do my usual make up. I slipped on my white converse then slid my phone into my pocket. I made my way outside of the house and locked the front door then made my way to the park since it wasn't far and I didn't mind walking.

I sat on a swing while I waited for Beth. We always meet at the swings when we meet at the park.

After about 5 minutes, someone grabbed the chains from my swing and pushed me laughing. I knew that laugh and I felt myself start blushing.

"Beth isn't here yet?" Weston asked sitting on the swing beside me.

"Nope." I said popping the P.

"Why- Are you blushing Al?" He asked smiling at me. I quickly looked away, "What? No."

He let out a laugh, "Awww!" Then I could here him whisper, "You're so cute when you blush."

"I heard that," I said still looking away since I felt myself blush even more.

"Heard what? I didn't say anything." I rolled my eyes and saw Beth walking towards us. Thank god.

"BETH!" I shouted jumping out of the swing and running towards her. I tackled her in a hug.

She laughed, "I've never seen you this excited to see me before."

"Oh, shut up!" I said while we stopped hugging.

"So, do you like him?" Beth said looking into my eyes. I looked down at the ground while playing with my fingers, "Who? What do you mean?"

"Ally, Ally, Ally, look at me and answer the question. You know what I'm asking about."

I looked up at her.

"I-"

"What are you guys talking about?" Weston said walking up to us. Thank god.

"Weston, you know that thing you told me yesterday?" Beth said smiling.

Weston started to blush then slowly nodded.

"I'm just surprised she didn't tell me first, since she's my best friend and all." Beth said with a smirk.

"What- What did you tell her, Weston?"

He ran his fingers through his hair, "I MIGHT have told her about our conversation at the door.." then he whispered, "and I told her I really liked you." WHY DOES HE ALWAYS WHISPER! Ugh, he's adorable. Whatta dweeb.

"Are you going to answer the question, Al?" Beth said smiling at me. Do I like Weston? I mean, we met not to long ago but I feel like we've known each other for forever. I really got to know him at the mall. He's a really nice, funny guy. Not to mention he's really cute.

I sucked in my breath then started running away from them. Thats what I do. I run away from my problems. I run away from questions I don't want to answer.

After a while, I was tired and out of breath. I found a park bench and sat there to catch my breath.

"You're really good at running. Bethany? Not so much." Weston said sitting down beside me.

I sat there and looked down at the ground. Of course she's not good at running, she's a freaking sloth. She's my freaking sloth though.

"I'm sorry- about telling her." He said with a pause.

"I understand. She seems to have that power over people."

Weston let out a laugh.

"I like your laugh too." I said remembering what he seemed to whisper at the mall.

"So you heard?"

"Well, not really, but you just confirmed it." I said smiling.

I could see him shake his head with a smile.

We started talking and talking about everything and anything. It was really nice. Before we knew it, it was morning.

"Did we really just stay up talking the whole night at the park?" I laughed.

"I guess we di- OH MY GOD WILL YOUR PARENTS BE MAD?!" He asked with worried eyes.

I laughed and shook it off, "One of the things I didn't get to tell you, my parents are always on business trips. If I'm lucky, they visit me on big holidays."

"Oh, I'm sorry Al." He said.

"Don't worry about it Wes." I smiled, reassuring him.

"I can adopt you and you can be my daughter?"

I laughed. I think I do like him.

I think I like Weston Koury.

Wait, what's that other word? Stan? Does stan mean like? Ugh, I'll google it when I get home.