The Perfect Kiss.
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Playlist - Owl City - Fireflies.
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He really wasn't an eavesdropper. It was just that sometimes he happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and because of that he overheard things he didn't really need to know. He for instance knew that Joe didn't really crush on Stella, like everyone thought he did. He thought of her as a sibling, a close extension of him and his brothers. He wasn't sure Stella felt the same way though. He had a feeling she felt more than she let on. But it wasn't his place to do anything about it. Love was something you had to muddle through on your own. He would be there if she needed a friend though.
He also knew that Van Dyke had one major crush on Macy. Locker rooms and the showers were almost like confessionals. He had been in the showers when he heard this. Van Dyke had obviously thought that no could hear but clearly Nick had heard.
The idea of Van Dyke having a crush on Macy was a little improbable but soon enough it made sense. Not crushing on Macy was kind of impossible if you were the kind that liked nice girls. Macy was the epitome of nice, honestly speaking Nick would call her an absolute darling. She was sweet, adorable and just so…natural. Yeah he had a teensy bit of crush on her too. It was impossible to be immune to her charms. Unfortunately Van Dyke wouldn't do anything about his crush because he had a reputation to uphold and having a reputation meant dating someone like a cheerleader or someone like Stella who soared high on the fashion charts.
In a way, he was glad that Van Dyke hadn't followed through on his crush. Van Dyke was all wrong for Macy. He would probably walk all over her and Macy would be too nice to say anything about it. He knew it was wrong of him to think like this but he couldn't help it. Jealousy was always the occupational hazard of a crush. Because he knew that of the two of them, Van Dyke was definitely better looking and also more popular. He was popular too but as a member of JONAS not individually. And he knew some of the kids at school called him the weird one. He was fine with that but when it came down to Van Dyke he did suffer from an inferiority complex because both of them had crushes on Macy and Van Dyke seemed more poised to sweep her off into the sunset.
This was what had brought him to his current predicament. Not the crush part, well the crush part and also being at the wrong place at the wrong time part. He was under the bleachers hiding from some rabid fan girls, just so that he could watch Macy play volleyball in peace. Okay maybe the crush was more than teensy, it was full blown. He liked to watch Macy at all her sports, she was so graceful when playing them, almost fairy like. But usually it necessitated him coming up with unusual plans to hide and watch because getting mauled by rabid fan girls was so not his idea of fun.
He was under the lowest step of the bleachesr and had a good view of the court when his view was suddenly obscured by a pair of smooth tanned legs. He gulped nervously, if he was right, these were Macy's legs and he knew he was right cause only Macy had such nice legs. They were lean and muscled but not obnoxiously so.
He sat up slowly because he didn't need to be looking at her legs and making things uncomfortable for himself. That kept him at par with Macy's waist and he could also hear what she was discussing.
He was uncomfortable with his position and about to move away because he didn't want to hear something he wasn't supposed to be when something caught his interest. It was the word kiss. It made him sit tight on the ground and listen because this was important because someday he would pluck up enough courage to serenade Macy in the hallways, and this bit of information about kissing would come in handy.
"I don't just want any random kiss," Macy was saying and he found himself eagerly listening.
"I want the kind of kiss that would you know, make my foot pop." She said sounding a little wistful. Nick frowned. Where he heard of the foot popping bit? He racked his brains hard. Yeah, it happened in old movies where the heroine's leg, while receiving a kiss from the hero would pop up and align itself parallel to the ground.
"From anyone?" A random girl sitting next to her asked doubtfully. Nick's eyebrows drew together and he frowned. He hoped it wasn't from someone random.
"Not from anyone," Macy said sounding shocked and Nick heaved a sigh of relief, "from someone special," Macy continued dreamily and Nick found himself smiling. He could just about see the smile on her face. A little spacey and dreamy but absolutely beautiful. Okay, maybe he had been deluding himself about the strength of the crush. It seemed like a very strong one, almost on the level of love.
He frowned, was that even possible, to fall in love so quickly?
He had known Macy for almost two years now. And she had gone from being crazy super fan to in control super fan and warm hearted best friend of theirs. Over two years he had seen her grow from someone distant to someone very special to him. Yeah, it was completely possible to be in love with her.
"Well then who?" her friend prodded, throwing Nick out of his musings. He could almost see the cogs in Macy's head working over time as she debated whether to reveal the name or not and he imagined her blushing prettily. The answer which he heard caused him to shift abruptly and hit his head on a plank of wood above and hold back the resultant shout of pain due to fear of being discovered.
'Nick Lucas."
Well, wasn't this a day of revelations.
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Scenario which has been playing out in my head. Is a two parter I think. Sorry for the OOC'ness. :)
