It was a hot summer night in the middle of July. My friends and I were going to party, at some guys house named Buck.
I was getting ready for the party, I put on a white baby doll dress that had tiny flowers on it. I then paired it with my chucks. I put my mascara and lip balm on. I let my hair do it's natural thing. I looked at myself in the mirror. Damn I'm a sexy bitch.
"(Y/N)!!" My friend shouted and honked her car horn. I ran downstairs and out the door, into her car.
"Hey sexy." I said hugging my friends. We drove off blasting our music.
We all walked into the party and everyone looked at us. We were a hot group. A tall guy and two others approached us. The tall guy had dark hair and was really hot.
"Hey doll." He smirked. I chuckled and rolled my eyes looking away. He grabbed at my waist and pulled me towards him.
"I was talking to you." He said.
"And I wasn't." I pushed him off.
"Look at you," he grabbed me rough, "being a bitch."
"You don't know me," I said getting annoyed and he squeezed my arm hard, "Get off me!" I yelled.
"Dal, l-let her go. She didn't do nothing." A boy behind him said. The tall guy, Dal, let me go and scoffed. My friends crowded me asking if I was okay.
"Hey, I'm fine." I said and walked away. I saw the boy who told the big guy to lay off, walk outside. I followed him.
"Hey!" I yelled running up to him. He turned to me and smiled lightly.
"Thank you so much for telling your friend to lay off. You're my hero." I said smiling at him.
"N-no problem. I'm sorry about Dally. He's nice if y-you know him, but you're a pretty girl so he's gotta be an ass." The boy stuttered a bit. I laughed at the last bit.
"I'm (y/n)." I said extending my arm to shake his hand. He looked down at my hand and smiled.
"I-i'm Johnny." He shook my hand, "I like that you're classy like that." He said.
"Like what?" I smiled.
"You shake hands, and don't let strangers talk to you like you're nothing." He said.
"Oh, thanks." I giggled. I didn't think people would notice it.
"Wanna walk around for a bit? Parties aren't my thing." He asked. That sucks 'cause I love parties but he's cute and nice soooo.
"Sure." I said and started walking.
Johnny and I talked for a while about ourselves. He even stopped stuttering which I kinda got surprised about. He also told me about his parents and I felt so bad.
"Awe I'm so sorry Johnny." I said stopping and pulling him into a hug. I felt him wrap around my body.
"It's fine, really." He said and I pulled away to look at him.
"Is that how you got the scar?" I said outlining the scars on his cheek with my finger.
"No," he looked away, "I-I got jumped a while back. I haven't been the same since."
"Is that why you stutter?" I asked. He nodded and looked down. I lifted his chin.
"Johnny I'm real sorry. If you ever need to crash at my place you can."
"Thanks." He said with a little smile. We had a moment of looking into each other's eyes. I made a decision to kiss him. I leaned in and pressed our lips together. He grabbed my waist pulling me closer. My hands went through his hair. We pulled away and looked at each other.
"Wow." He mumbled. I chuckled.
"You're cute." I said kissing his cheek.
"Um...(y/n), I know we met tonight, but would you be my girlfriend?" He asked and kinda blushed.
"Of course I would." I practically squealed. He smiled and kissed me again. God damn, I thought I'd get laid tonight not get a boyfriend, oops.
