Snl Oneshots

Weed and Alcohol (Pete Davidson)

Y/n was in the bathroom, applying some eyeliner.

She didn't usually use make up, especially when staying at home, but Pete was coming over, and she wanted to look good, or at least put some effort into it.

She liked him a lot.
It wasn't like he was her boyfriend or something, they didn't know each other that well, but they had gone on a couple dates already, and she usually didn't invite guys home at the third date, so yeah, she really liked him.

He was different from the other guys she had gone out with. He was funny, and charming, and even tho he liked to play the part of the chill guy that likes to smoke and doesn't care about anything, she knew that deep down he actually was a big softie.

Suddently, she heard a knock on the front door.

She panicked.
"Here already?" she thought.

She looked at her watch, and saw it was ten minutes to eight, ten minutes earlier than planned.

"Shit" she muttered "shit, shit, shit, shit"

She quickly left the bathroom, putting the eyeliner away, and looked around her apartment.

Everything seemed alright, but he had caught her off guard, and the anxiety was starting to kick in.

"Shit... Ok, calm down, calm down. It's ok. Everything's perfect. You're ready" she thought, taking a deep breath.

She let it out, straightened her shirt, and calmly walked towards the front door.

"I got this" she said to herself.

She opened it.
Standing outside, in the corridor, stood Pete, with a shy smile on his face.

He was wearing a grey hoodie, some black ripped jeans and a pair of white-ish sneakers, that he had clearly worn a lot.

"Hey" he softly said.

"Hi" she smiled, blushing, as she shyly tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

"Sorry if I came a bit early, but I was already near here, so..."

"Oh, no, don't worry, it's ok" she giggled "I just wasn't excpecting it. Come in"

She stepped aside, letting him walk into her apartment, and closed the door behind her, walking then towards the living room, soon followed by Pete.

"Wow, cool place..."

"Thanks" she smiled, sitting down on the sofa.

"You live here by yourself?" he asked.

He sat down beside her, keeping his distance, to not make her feel uncomfortable.

"Yeah. I used to have a roommate, but she left a couple months ago"

"Really? Why?"

"She moved in with her boyfriend" she replied.

"Oh... well, it makes sense, couples do that"

"Yeah, I guess so" she sighed.

She looked at her feet for a moment, and as she raised her head, she caught him staring at her, and blushed a little, smiling as he did too and looked away, embarassed.

"Do you... want something to drink?" she shyly said.

"Ehm, yeah... Yeah, why not?" he chuckled "What do you have?"

"I have... beer" she giggled, realizing she had nothing else "Yeah, I have some bottles of beer"

"Then I guess I'll have that" he chuckled.

"Ok, I'll go grab 'em" she smiled.
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After almost three bottles of beer each and some weed, the two of them found themselves laughing over a trashy movie they were watching.

The empty boxes of pizza, that they had finished just a few minutes ago, were lying somewhere on the floor beside the coffee table, with their empty bottles and their shoes.

Y/n was resting her head on Pete's shoulder, with her arms wrapped around her legs, hugging her knees.

She was having a lot of fun, especially because of the jokes he said about the movie, making fun it.

"You know, I really think that even monkeys could make me laugh more than these actors. I mean, they're really garbage, and that's the only reason I find this funny" he said, smashing what was left of a joint in an ashtray on the coffee table.

"Yeah, I agree" she laughed.

He took another sip of his beer, and lied against the backrest of the sofa again, chuckling.

"God, this movie sucks" he cringed.

"I mean, I can always turn it off... We don't have to watch all of this, if you don't want to"

"I don't know. I mean, it doesn't suck, but... I kinda want to see how it ends, now"

"Wait, seriously?" she giggled, turning to face him.

"Yeah! It's awful, but now I'm intrigued! I wanna know!"

Y/n laughed.
"Gosh, he's so cute..." she thought.

She sighed, smiling, and put her head back on his shoulder.

"I guess I'll suffer with you, then"

They stayed like that for a while, enjoying their time together.

The movie, as both of them had agreed, was really trash, but they watched it anyway. It was too late to go back now.

At ten minutes to the end, tho, Pete thought a bit, and sighed.

"Hey, ehm... can I tell you something?"

Y/n looked up.
He wasn't laughing anymore, and seemed serious... almost worried.

"Yeah, sure..." she softly said, turning around to face him.

"I... I really like you, y/n. I really do, a lot. I've never met anyone like you: you're beautiful, kind, funny, sweet... you're perfect. And... well, it might be the alcohol talking, or the weed, but I really hope this goes somewhere. That we go somewhere. I mean, I know I basically just met you, but... I don't know, I-I just feel like I've know you for years, and it doesn't happen a lot to me"

Y/n was surprised.
She didn't know he felt that way about her, and it made her both happy and scared, for some reason.

"Sorry, this must sound so weird..." he chuckled, embarassed.

"No, no, it's... it's really nice of you to say this" she shyly smiled "...I feel the same way..."

"Really?"

"Yeah... I-I really like you..."

Pete smiled, making her blush, and looked into her eyes, happy as he had never been before.

He put his hand on her cheek, softly caressing it, and slowly got closer, pulling her into a sweet kiss.

And as his lips were on hers, with that sweet taste of weed and alcohol, y/n melted, feeling the butterflies in her stomach fly around, goosebumps all over her skin.

She rested her hands on his chest, getting closer, and kissed him back, feeling his lips curve up into a smile as she did so.

It all felt so perfect...

A/N :/
Hey guys! Thanks for reading!
God, it has been such a long time since I published the last oneshot on this... I'm really sorry for that, guys :/

Anyway, I really hope you liked this, and... well, I'll do my best to make another one soon :)

- Franx