Falling Face First [BxB]

Holy Shoot

This day cannot be happening. Yet, it still is. Sitting in class, I can't focus, there's too much to look forward to. It's lunchtime, and I take my usual seat between Amber and Braden.

"Why did Ashton pull you back before?" Amber asks immediately.

"Reasons." I don't know why I can't tell her, but I just can't seem to form the words

"Well then, sorry for being interested in your life." She remarks, raising her hands in defense.

The end of the day rolls around, and I'm waiting at the lamppost by the school, and suddenly, it all feels real. I am actually going on a date with Ashton Monroe, and I am terrified. I have never dated a guy, and I haven't dated anyone in 4 years (which doesn't seem like a long time but it really is).

I see him in the swarm of people, looking as amazing as ever. He walk-runs (you know that thing you do when someone lets you cross the street) over to me, and says the most adorably bad pickup line ever;

"Is your name Google? Because you're the answer to everything I've been searching for." Even he grins as it comes out of his mouth.

"Wow, that is horrible." I laugh.

"Yeah I know, I saw it during Lit and I said 'I have to use this'".

Starbucks is only a 5 minute walk from our school, and that entire time, my heart is racing. I don't know what to do, what is one supposed to do on a date? Should I compliment him? Or would that be weird on our first date? Is this even a date? I don't know the answers to any of these questions.

We get to Starbucks, and Ashton opens the door for me. Of course he does. I order my usual vanilla bean Frappuccino (I know I'm basic), and he orders a cinnamon chai latte. We sit down at a table in silence. I don't think he knows what he's doing either.

"Soooooo..." I say trying to break the awkwardness, which only makes it even more awkward.

"I'm gay." He states nonchalantly.

"No... really? I didn't know." I tease, and he laughs. Wait... I made him laugh? What is happening with society?

"So, since I don't know you that well, I have a very important question to ask you, who is Ashton Monroe?" Why am I the most cliche person ever?

"Well, I play the saxophone (as you already know), I was on the soccer team last season, I am the biggest Potterhead ever, and I am very, very gay. How about you? Who is Oliver Shaw?"

"I sing, play the cello, and dabble in writing. I am also a Potterhead, and I fence (yes with the swords). To be honest, I have no idea what to do right now." YOU ARE AN IDIOT, YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO SAY THAT OUT LOUD!!!

"Me either."

"Welp at least I'm not alone."

We spend the next few minutes in awkward silence until he goes on the best rant in the history of rants.

"Do you wanna know how much I hate it when people leave chicken bones in public? Like, ew, no, you don't leave you're poultry bones just lying around in a park, that's gross. Just have some common courtesy, it's weird, and no one wants to see it! That is my biggest pet peeve."

I burst out laughing. "What made you think of this?" I ask.

"I don't know but it's just annoying."

"Can't argue with that logic." He stands up to throw away his cup, and comes back to our table. He offers his hand to me, and drags me out of the building.

I look at my phone and see 3 texts from Amber, and that I have to be home 15 minutes. I'll text Amber later.

"I have to go home." I tell Ashton.

"Not yet you don't, you still have an unfulfilled promise."He says as he puts his hands on my face, and pulls me in for a kiss. FIREWORKS AGAIN! I'm kissing my crush in front of Starbucks, which is on a main road, and I don't care.

He pulls away, his hands still holding my own, and I gaze into his blue eyes, and I feel like the biggest idiot ever.

"You are amazing Oliver Shaw." He says and lets go of my hands.

"Same to you Ashton Monroe. I will see you tomorrow." I say with an awkward wave. As I'm walking home, all I can think is how that wasn't a disaster. And how Ashton kissed me for a second time.