imallexx x memeulous // 【ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ】

【ｆｌｏｗｅｒ － ｎｉａｌｌ】

i'm standing in alex's driveway, looking at his house.

god, how long does it take someone to get ready?

out of complete and utter boredom, i walk up to his house, but i don't walk the steps to his front door. i start surveying the flowers around the house.

it's too dark to see their colour, but i reckon their pink.

as i bend over to get a closer look, the front door opens and i immediately step back.

i look down at my hands, pretending like i'm messing with my nails and when i look up, i see alex walking down the steps in a pink hoodie and rainbow shoes.

he looks cute, but he's definitely going to get bullied by will.

"hey," he says as he walks up to me.

"hi."

"i saw you looking at my mum's flowers," he speaks, which totally catches me off guard.

i try to think of a witty comeback, but i can't.

"yeah, i was just... waiting for you to hurry up," i remark and then fake laugh as if that would make things less awkward.

it doesn't.

i look at the ground in embarrassment.

"do you want one?"

i look back up at alex.

"do I want a flower from your mum's garden?" i ask, just to make sure i understand.

"yeah," he lightly blushes, or at least i think he does.

"sure."

alex smiles.

"okay, i'll go inside and get a shovel," he replies, walking towards the house.

i almost laugh at the comment.

"why do you need a shovel and why's it inside your house?"

"my mum keeps one by the door just in case someone breaks in," alex replies, already up the steps and opening the front door.

"but why do you need a shovel? there's no need, we can just use our hands, the flowers don't look too deep in the ground."

alex steps out of the doorway, a shovel in his hands.

"no, that's just... gross," he replies as he's walking down the stairs.

i can't help but laugh.

"al, you sound like a stereotypical teenage girl that's the main character in a 90s movie whos fashion sense is everything hot pink. you know, the one that gets with the bad boy right at the end of the movie."

"oh, piss off," he replies, laughing, before ramming the shovel into the dirt where the flower is.

after he removes the flower from the dirt, he walks back inside the house.

"here," he smiles, handing me the flower in a small bowl.

i can't help but laugh and apparently alex can't either.

by the time we reach will's road, i can tell alex is getting excited.

as we get to will's front porch, i stop alex from going in.

he turns to me, confused.

"is this the party? it doesn't seem too loud."

"yeah, i just-" i pause, realising i'm still holding the flower.

shit.

i quickly look around for a place to put it, and my eyes land on the bush behind me on the ground.

when i turn back around, alex looks more hurt than confused.

"i'll get it later," i spit, before opening the door.