South Park
It was only him. Well besides his father and my father... I would try to sit in my fathers truck to attempt to look cooler? I was only 16? so how cool could an 16 year old even be. He had to of been 18-19? can't exactly remember.
I just remember that we had each other's numbers and we would send each other memes sometimes but this was different. It was like we'd send each other snapchats instead of just stupid faces and stuff like that but it was just different. Our families have been friends since before I was even born so we've always just got along. My dad had to run over to his house to grab something and it was an off weekend where he didn't have his kids due to being divorced same as my situation but his eldest had been there.
So like I said I was sitting in my fathers truck that I would drive periodically but then it began to get a bit darker and the dreaded mosquitoes came out. I wasn't anaphylactic shock serious but I would get huge lumps the size of cherries. So I decided to go inside and chill on the coach to just scroll through the television but there's was nothing good on so I settled on South Park and just played on my phone to pass time until I would leave. Well that's when he came in, he was tired of being bitten up by mosquitoes and decided he would sit in the opposite end of the L-shaped couch. I was the one bitch who always takes the corner part of the couch and full on sprawls because I'm y'all as hell. BUT throughout this whole time we would periodically Snapchat each other back with videos of each other or just stupid faces.
So as he was watching South Park he just started kinda moving around and fidgeting I'll say? So he kinda like sat up and turned his body so that his head was full on in my lap and the rest of his body took up the other side of the couch. So at that time I had one of those childhood crushes on this boy... so my heart of course had fluttered. Being the 16 year old I was I kept playing on my phone with one had texting my best friend about everything that's was going on while my other hand dived into his hair. I won't go into details about that but it was enough to make my 16 year old self happy as a damn clam.
After an hour or two I would get a message from my father asking if I was ready to leave and me not wanting to be suspicious would just say "yup". After that text he sat up and we waved at each other and I was out the door...
