I'll never forget the first night we hung out…
"Bro you really are whipped," Drew laughed as he punched my shoulder. He's always been a douche. "You realize you're ditching me for a girl, right?"
"Dude you don't understand. This girl is it." I looked him at him intently. "I mean we've only met a few times, but we've been texting for a month."
He rolled his eyes and focused back on Call of Duty, "You could have any girl in the world, a new one each night. Stop being so soft."
I laugh, "Do you even listen to my songs?" I struggle to stand up from his sunken-in couch, "All right I'm bouncing, later."
I can hear Drew yell as I walk out, "Hate you bro." So I flipped him off. It's a love-hate friendship.
I hop on my bike and head down the street to her house. It's ridiculous how nervous she makes me. At least my new kicks look sick. Damn this is a nice neighborhood.
Brittney is waiting in her front yard with that humble smile as waves of long hair fall down her back. I throw down my bike, pick a few flowers along the way, and try to walk with swag. She giggles and says, "Nice flowers, I wonder where you got them haha."
I put my index finger up to her lips and winked, "Shhh you didn't see anything! Get your bike." We rode, holding hands, to the top of the hill where we could see L.A. in the distance. Once at the best spot, I wrapped my arm around her waist, "Wow I don't know which view to look at, you or the city."
Her cheeks flush pink, "You're so sweet." She glances down timidly with her arms around my neck, "I can't believe a guy like you would give me a chance." She turns around with a grin on her face, raises her arms, and lets out a scream into the valley; it echoes. I love how happy and free she is.
Laying on our blanket watching the sun set, I told her, "I'm always so busy and stressed… but with you I can relax. Be myself. There's just something about you." I stroke her cheek with my thumb. I propped myself up on my elbows, and began to lean in. I paused for a second, an inch away from her face. Her sparkling eyes stared into mine. That's when I slowly when in for the kiss, giving her a gentle peck. We both smiled and soaked it all in for a minute as our noses touched.
We got back to the house an hour later, and I noticed a man smoking on the front porch.. watching us. He didn't smile, he didn't wave, and he didn't say a word. We walked past him into the house, avoiding eye contact. Shit, her dad probably saw me picking his flowers.
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