Hey, so I've had this idea in my head for a while. Tell me what you think!
He watched her retreat to the backyard before turning to glare at Joe.
"Why the hell did you have to bring that up." He didn't wait for a response, he just followed her. It was raining pretty hard outside, but she was just sitting there in her black tank top and superman pajama pants. Her long black hair stuck her back and shoulders. Nick sat beside her and glanced at her. He couldn't tell if the water that coursed down her face was rain or tears.
"Hey…look I'm sorry about Joe, he's just…" he trailed off, at a loss of words.
"Tactless?" she filled in. Nick nodded.
"Exactly. He didn't mean any of it."
"Yea he did." She looked right at Nick. Now he knew that she had been crying. Her eyes were bloodshot.
"No he-"
"Yes he did, Nick! And I have to say, I agree with him."
"What? Sylvie, that's ridiculous-"
"No, it makes perfect sense! Look at me Nick! For crying out loud, no one would want this!" she said, gesturing to herself. Nick looked at her. Sylvie was always a bit bigger than everyone, but she wasn't huge. He looked at her face. A few blemishes, but he could easily overlook those because of her eyes. They were such a dark blue that they were almost indigo.
"You don't know that."
"Oh, c'mon, Nick. I'm sixteen and I still haven't been kissed." Nick smiled a little.
"Yea, but I'll tell you a secret. Joe wasn't kissed until he was 16 either." Sylvie frowned.
"Bullshit." Nick shook his head.
"It's the god-honest truth."
"Wow… "
"Yea. And you know what else?"
"What?" Nick cupped her face in his hands and forced her to look at him.
"I want this." He whispered, and kissed her gently. Their lips were wet from the rain, but neither of them cared. The separated after a couple of seconds and Nick observed Sylvie's face; her eyes were still closed and she was breathing a little harder than usual. When she opened them, Nick saw a smile break out over her face before she leaned up to kiss him.
"Hey Nick is she ok-whoa…" Joe said, coming outside. They looked up, and Joe smiled.
"Well Nick, took you long enough. Anyway, Mom says to come inside before you both die of pneumonia."
Nick stood and offered Sylvie his hand. He helped her up and slipped his arm around her waist.
"So…what's this mean?" Sylvie asked cautiously.
"This means…that I'm yours. If you'll have me, that is." Nick said, looking down at her. Sylvie stopped and kissed Nick again.
"Of course I will."
Fin! Okay please please please tell me what you think!