This is for my melanin sista _princessally Had to bring another throwback in. Hope you like it girl❤️
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"It don't make no sense." Ally states, almost whining. "What?" said Nichelle, her best friend. "He's so damn fine!" Ally confessed, making the other roll her eyes playfully.
"What? Namjoon is intelligent, funny, sensitive, caring. Who wouldn't want a guy like that?" Ally couldn't stop her heart from knowing at her chest.
"You're such a hopeless romantic." Nichelle teased. "I can't help it." Ally blushes, taking a bite from a strawberry. Just as her eyes landed on the boy with purple hair, she nearly chokes on her fruit.
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"Girl, are you okay?" Ally doesn't even acknowledge that her best friend is trying to check on her well-being. It was like they were the only ones in the entire room. His gaze caused her heart to quicken its pace.
Namjoon moves his hand from his face and under his chin, his eyes never leaving Ally's. "Oh shit." Nichelle catches on to the staredown. "I hate to interrupt you guys eye-fucking each other, but we have to go. We're almost late." Ally checks her watch and cursed before grabbing her things and leaving.
The boy smirks, going back to his reading.
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Ally held he own for a good portion of her day, getting through classes. Giving a genuine smile and wave to her teacher, she finally managed to get out of a 30 minute conversation. She pulls out some lip gloss and began walking. Just as the brush hits her lips, a hard shoulder nearly knocks her over.
"Shit!" Not only did she get lip gloss all over her cheek, the contents in her bag was dispersed all over the floor. "I'm so sorry!" "I get that I'm short, but you didn't have to knock the wind out of me!" Ally scowls, looking up to see Namjoon. Shit!
"Again, I'm so sorry." He began picking up her belongings. Handing her the bag, now zipped tight, he finally got the chance to look at Ally closely. "Hey," he said, shyly. "Hi." His hand is on her face. Though he can't see her blush, her face was indeed warm. As his finger wiped her cheek, her face wasn't the only thing that began to heat up.
Her mind was far down into the gutter, and she couldn't contain her emotions that well. "There you go." The minute his hand left her cheek, her body felt faint. Her controlled her every move and he didn't even know it. (Oh, the irony😭)
"Are you okay?" Ally just nodded, not able to form a sentence. She couldn't control what came out of her mouth. "I saw you earlier, and I think you're ethereal. I was wondering if you'd like to go out -" "YES!" Ally answered, cutting Namjoon off and catching herself off guard.
"What I meant to say was, I'd love to." "Great." he pulled out his phone, handing it to her. Pressing her digits in, she hands the phone back, pulling the straps of her bag onto her back. "Ally.. That's really pretty." "Thank -" he pressed his lips against her cheek. "I'll call you."
Just as he was out of her sights, her legs finally gave out on her.
