One shots

Height difference

- "I don't know who you are but I need you to lift me up so I can grab that thing off the top shelf. I know it's awkward that we're strangers and your hand is close to my butt, it's fine (mainly because you're cute)  

Briar's pov:

"What the absolute hell do you think you're doing?" I hear a voice coming my way, a male voice. Okay so i knew this question would come, it was unavoidable. For the large part it was probably because i was balancing on very small edge of a freezer. In the supermarket. 

I was 100 percent ready for someone to question what the fuck i was doing, honestly i would have done the same thing. This was dangerous, but i don't think there was an actual rule against climbing in the supermarket. Probably thought no one was dumb enough to legitametly do it. They were wrong. 

Anyway back to the main idea; i knew someone was going to ask. What i didn't expect, even though i am convinced life hates me and does everything to emberass me, was some handsome young -my age i reckoned- guy to inquire me about my very obvious actions. 

I looked at the guy for a second before giving up my attempts and jumping off the edge. "What do you think i was doing?"

The guy raised his eyebrow at me and looked back and forth between te top  of the freezer and me. "To me it looked like you were trying to kill yourself by grabbing a box of pizza instead of asking some friendly stranger for help."

"First of all, i was not trying to kill myself. I'll have you know i'm actually a gymnast so i've done more dangerous stunts on not that much bigger beams. Second of all, though you may be a little taller-"

The guy cuts me off dryly: "I am for sure one head taller than you."

I ignore him and resume my sentence: "Though you may be a little taller, i am 1 000 percent sure you can't reach it either."

The guy looks back up to the pizza box i was so desperately trying to reach and shook his head. "So you do have a point. I think you should maybe, it's just a suggestion, like give up on that pizza? You can always just take another topping."

"Okay, it's obvious you don't know me. I, the Briar Nolet, would and will never give up on pepperoni pizza."

"Nice to meet you Briar Nolet", the guy smiles. Cutely, my inner voice -unwillingly- adds. Shut up!

"Now's the part you introduce yourself", i urge him. 

"That's not gonna happen...", the guy pauses, "So what are u going to do? Miss Briar 'i don't give up on pizza pepperoni' Nolet."

"Can i , just aside, tell you it's creepy that you keep saying my full name. And to answer your question, you Mr 'I'm not gonna introduce myself cause i'm an asshole' are going to lift me up."

"I'm not an asshole, i am just the only member of this conversation who seemingly heard of 'stranger danger'. And i am going to lift you? Why would i agree to this?" They guy snorts.

"Stranger danger is a thing that counts when you're under 10, not when you're 17. And you're gonna lift me 'cause you, too, want a pepperoni pizza?", i answer his two questions, even though one wasn't officialy a  question.

"Glad to know your 17, honestly you look a lot younger because of your height. Or lack of height." 

I slap his chest, that was just insensitive.

"And how do you know i want that pizza?"

"You know, i may be short but i can wear high heels to everything without being taller than my date! And why else would you still talk to me? If you didn't want a pizza you could've left me to die all by myself."

"That's a good point. And by the way you wouldn't have died", the guy steps closer, there's only like 30cm between us right now.

"You said it was a suicide mission yourself."

"I asked why you were trying to kill yourself."

"Same thing", i shrug.

"How are we going to do this?"

"You are- what is your name?" i figure if we're going to do this i should at least know the guy's name. 

"Because you insist: "Myles."

"Okay, well you Myles are going to life me up on your shoulders so i can grab a box and then you are going to put me down - gently."

Myles looks back up to the pizza box -probably asking himself if it was worth enough to lift a stanger onto his shoulder to grab it- and back down at me before nodding. 

"So do i kneel or?"

"Or what? Climb you?" i snort.

"Good point", Myles ducked a little until i could easily climb on his back and once i sat there i pulled myself up while he lifted my thighs 'till i sat comfortably on his shoulder. There we paused a moment to breathe before he walked closer to pizza box. 

We paused again.

"You're going to have to lift me up even higher", i state the obvious.

"Jesus, how tall are thos freezers? Is there anyone that can actually reach?", Myles grumbles to himself. At least i think to  himself.

"Okay i'm going to lift."

He put his hands under my thighs -between his thighs and shoulders- and pushed up. 

"YES!!", I'm pretty sure the whole supermarket heard my excited chant. I climb of Myles' shoulders onto his back and back to the ground. "Look i got it!", i tell him excitedly.

"You only got one." 

I look up at him and back to the box. 

"Well, i guess we'll have to share."

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I actually started this one last week but then my parents came home and they get annoyed when i type to much so yeah... I don't reallly know what this is but,,,, yeah. Hopefully next week will be better. (This reminds me, i ain't got no prompts anymore so if you'd like to see something, just ask here or on my tumblr: mybazillionthblog.tumblr.com, my real actual tumblr: riverbae.tumblr.com or just in te comment or on pm or anywhere else you can find me.)

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