𝘗𝘙𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘖𝘜𝘚:
[ I decided to wear my shadow hill hoodie with jeans. A classic combo and in case she gets cld I can lend her my hoodie. Because that's what a boy that is attractive to someone does. Right? ]
𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:
i left my house and went into my car. God my palms started to sweat and I, Vinnie Hacker never sweat, but this girl made me nervous and my stomach started to turn into knots. I brushed it off and listened to Y/N's playlist. Most girls would listen to rap songs to impress boys but she didn't she loved that retro stuff. No, not the 90s stuff but the 50s and 60s. She mentioned she wanted a love like that and this playlist was full of love songs from the 50s and 60s. I want a love like that too. Hell, i thought i was the only one.
I pulled up to her house and rang her doorbell. There she stood, looking as beautiful as always.
"wow you look stunning for a movie", i chuckled
"fuck, is it too much?"
"no, you look perfect", i say with a smile admiring every part of her body.
She walked out the door closing the door behind her and i walked behind her. We both hopped inside the car and i forgot the music was still playing.
"is that my playlist?" she blushed
"uh yea, how did you know?"
"well first, most guys find that music boring and old secondly, it says right there on the screen the name of my playlist"
i laughed and felt bad for some strange reason when she said most guys find that type of music boring and old.
"well lucky for you i enjoyed your music, i'll admit i listened to it because you gave me your spotify but i like it", i smiled,
she blushed and tucked a piece of hair behind. fuck it, she looked so beautiful i just had to kiss her. i gently grabbed her chin causing for her to look into my eyes. She had the same idea and we both leaned in.
Y/N's POV
he grabbed my collar and pulled me over the gearbox, meeting me halfway. We kissed, his hand on the back of my neck. When we separated, breathless. Our lips collided roughly, tongues meeting. His hand tangled in my hair, the other drifting to my hip. I used my right hand to steady myself and the other to travel under his shirt. I ran my fingers over Vinnie's chest and defined stomach muscles, feeling his skin under my fingertips and relishing the feeling. His grip on my hair tightened when I hit his V line. We broke apart and i laid my head on his, panting.
"i think we should stop kissing and actually go on this date"
he chucked and agreed.
