𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

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"How are you going on a second date already?" Jack asked.

"And how does she not know who you are?" Zach asks.

"I don't know," I say, answering both.

I look over my outift and groan loudly, pulling my shirt off and going back into my closet.

"You looked fine," Jonah says, completely uninterested in this.

"You know you don't have to stay if you don't want to," I say, picking up another shirt and pulling it on.

"And miss you stress over some girl?" Jonah asks, "It's romantic how worried you are but, dude, she likes you. Don't try so hard."

I button it up as I stare in the mirror, nodding and messing with my hair a little.

"Oh god," Jonah says as I do, "It looks the same everytime you touch it, just go."

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"So you do music?" Y/N asks, licking her ice cream.

I nod, "Sometimes."

"That's so cool," she says, "Way better than being a waitress."

"It can't be that bad," I say.

She looks up at me and laughs a little, "I guess not, but there are days where it's just draining."

"I'm sorry," I say, "But at least you get to do your music in the mornings."

She nods, "I was going to stop a while ago, but then you started showing up."

Her free hand grazed mine and I looked at her in my peripheral vision as she glanced at our hands. I moved my hand to grip her smaller one, she looked at me a little shocked. We continued walking along the path until we found a bench to sit on, we let go of eachother's hand as we sat and ate our ice cream.

"You have ice cream on your face," she smiled.

"Where?" I asked, ready to wipe it off.

She swiped her finger in her ice cream and tapped my nose. My jaw fell as she broke into a fit of giggles.

"On your nose!" Y/N laughed, barely able to tell she was even speaking.

I swipe my fonger through my own ice cream and tap her nose, she lets out a soft gasp and giggles. She gets more ice cream on her finger and swipes it on my cheek. I roll my eyes playfully and she kisses my cheek, right where she placed the ice cream.

"You have some ice cream on your lips," I joke.

"So do you," she says.

"No I d—"

Before I could finish I felt her soft, plump lips on mine. She pulled away and smiled.

"I win," she whispers, still close to my face.

"Actually I win," I say.

"How?" she says, "I got way more ice cream on you!"

"I win because I got a kiss from you," I smile.

I lean in, but instead of her lips I feel her ice cream covered finger. I pull back and furrow my brows.

"I won," she smiles, licking her ice cream.

"You know you stuck your fingers in that," I say.

"I've had worse in my mouth," she says.

I raise my eyebrows and she tilts her head. Realization quickly washes over her face as she hits my arm lightly, causing me to laugh.

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A/N: words i didnt say is so underrated like i'm pregnant because of their voices please help me i'm going to go into labor 🤰🏽

EDIT: choose is on now n i'm a mother 🤱🏽

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