WestAllen short stories #2

Call me maybe

It was a new day and Iris was opening the curtains and windows in her house. After opening the last window, she spotted something. Barry Allen, her next door neighbor. He was a cute shirtless guy mowing his front lawn.

Iris had a crush on him ever since he moved into the house next to her. She continued to watch him as she remained standing. He stopped to wipe the sweat from his forehead. She watched as he opened a bottle of water and gulped some down.

All of a sudden she started feeling hot. She then noticed that Barry had turned his head to where Iris was. She quickly ducked, hoping that he didn't see her. She moved on her hands and knees to hide behind a wall.

The sound of the doorbell made Iris jump. She made her way to the door and opened it. To her surprise, it was Barry. Hey Iris, so I was wandering if you wanted to go out sometime? He asked. Iris couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was her cute neighbor really asking her out?

Uh, yeah I would love too. Iris beamed. Great. Call me maybe. Barry smirked as he handed Iris a paper with his number on it, before leaving.