“LOOK OUT!!!” calls someone on the field, but it was too late. The ball hit bạn square in the face. bạn swore loudly and tried to find the person who had kicked the ball. “Alright, who the hell kicked that!?” one of the boys shout. bạn heard foot steps running towards you. “God, are bạn alright?” He asked. bạn huff. “Yeah, I’m fine.” bạn say bitterly, “I got hit like that all the time when I played so It’s no big deal. Get back to your hiển thị thuyền game of soccer.” The boy in front of bạn was quiet for a while.
“A hero would never leave an innocent girl all bởi herself in a strange place.” bạn laugh. Not because bạn were trying to be cute, but because bạn thought he was really stupid. “I know how to take care of myself... what did bạn say your name was?” The boy chuckled. “Alfred F. Jones, at your service.” bạn sigh dramatically. “Well, Alfred, I’m (y/n).” bạn stick out your hand and find that his is already there. bạn feel yourself blush with embarrassment.
Alfred starts the conversation. “So, what are bạn doing out here on a gloomy ngày like today?” bạn sigh. “I didn’t know it was that bad outside today.” bạn can practically feel the frown of confusion on Alfred’s face. “How would bạn not know?” bạn cú đấm at where he should have been, but he wasn’t there. bạn cursed under your breath and said, “I thought that the dark glasses gave it away. I’m blind bạn pinhead!” For a while, bạn don’t hear the American say anything.
You took the opportunity to read your book. He was so quite, bạn had completely forgotten he was there. that is, until he said, “(y/n)?” bạn sigh and put your book down. “What is it.” bạn ask drearily. “How often do bạn come to the park?” he asked. YOu shrug. “Almost every day. Why?” bạn hear the American stutter. “N-no reason!!! You’re just cool to hang out with bạn don’t try to hook up with me because of my looks hoặc anything.” bạn say nothing. bạn hear the american’s palm cái tát, đánh đập, smack his face. “Right. Stupid me! bạn can’t.”
You continue to stay silent. After about 10 thêm minutes, your phone’s alarm goes off. bạn stretch and stand up. “Well, I best be off.” bạn say, “Fair well, Alfred.” bạn start walking away, but Alfred says, “Wait!” bạn comply. “Yes?” bạn ask. bạn hear shuffling of feet and bạn assume that it’s Alfred. “Would bạn like me to walk me home?” he asked. bạn shake your head. “I know the way here and the way back to my house like the back of my hand.” bạn say. bạn hear the American sigh. “But thanks anyways.” bạn add hastily. bạn wave to him and bạn walk home.
{Magical time skip to when bạn arrive at your apartment}
You unlock your door and walk inside. “I’m home, (older cousin’s name)!” bạn head to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp and open the fridge. ‘Well that’s unusual.’ bạn think. (older cousin’s name) always made bạn meals before he/she left. In fact, he/she was almost never home. bạn groan. bạn decide that bạn might as well finish your book in your room, then bạn think abut your day. Who was that person bạn were talking to? He seemed nice enough and bạn got the feel in that he wasn’t going to try to perve on bạn hoặc rape bạn hoặc anything. he was too proud of himself to get that low. bạn had to admit, he was such a kind person. And the way his hand felt in your hand...
‘NO!’ bạn thought to yourself, ‘I just met this guy!’ bạn sighed and presses your alarm clock so it would tell bạn what time it was. “Ten Twenty-Seven PM.” It said. bạn yawned. ‘Maybe I’ll see him tomorrow.’ bạn think to yourself as bạn drift to sleep’
