This is my first fanfic, so don't be so harsh when reviewing (though I would like a couple of pointers for the next time I write a fanfic). When I first wrote this, I didn't put any names, so if there's an excessive amount of pronouns, soooooorry. Oh yeah, this is in Sabrina's POV.
I obviously don't own Sisters Grimm, though it would be awesome if I did.
This party was way too loud for my liking. To get away from it all, I pushed myself to the place least crowded, which was a back wall. I sat down, head on my knees. I then put on my headphones and tried to ignore the obnoxious music blaring from the stereos.
Then, I felt something tap my leg. I hear a faint help and you. I look up enough to see someone hovering over me. To be more specific, it's the person that I came to this party for. Puck, my stupid crush. I inwardly groaned. I came to this idiotic place for someone I probably won't be with? Well, it didn't help when Puck PERSONALLY invited me. I try not to read too much into it.
In reality, he's still tapping my knee and trying to say something. I take off an earbud to hear him ask, "Umm, do you want me to help you up?" I sigh, knowing I'm going to have to respond to him. I think he heard me, because by the time I fully look up, I see him extending his right hand to me. I hope that hand's for helping me up, because that's what I'm guessing and I'm taking it. I grab is hand with my right, and both Puck and I are pulling me up.
I'm finally standing, and start rambling about thank yous and how that was unnecessary, all the while stuffing my headphones into my pockets.
After my multitasking, I look up to Puck's green eyes and freeze from the intensity in them. My body automatically takes a step back, pressing me against the wall. I then feel a slight tug on my arm, and I look down to see that Puck is still holding my hand, his thumb brushing mine periodically.
My brain starts thinking things I don't want it to, fantasies of him and I being together. I try to block them off, destroy them before they're all I can think of, sending me into misery and despair whenever I go back to reality, realizing they aren't real.
But as I start prying my hand from his, he lightly lifts my chin and kisses me. That kiss distracts me, and my thoughts flow freely throughout my body. I can now allow them to, because I can believe that they could actually come true.
Then the kiss breaks, and I have a sinking feeling that he's pushing me away. I realize he isn't, and that Puck's deep breaths mean he needed air. I notice I also am breathing slightly heavily.
Once our breathing gets back to normal, Puck smiles at me and leans in until our foreheads touch. I have a huge temptation to just kiss him, but I have a feeling that's not what he wants. So I resist my urge, and I hear him whisper, "I've wanted to do that for so long."
Was that good? Bad? Too much? Too little? PLEASE give me constructive criticism for my future fanfics. I hope you enjoyed it. Also, tell me what you liked and what you didn't.
AAAAAAAAND, I need to have a title for this story. Since my mind can't think of anything after writing this, I'll let you decide. If you think you have a good title, put it in the comments. Who knows? I might choose yours. Or I might combine two of them. Or three. Or whatever.
