A/N: I had this for a fanfic contest and I wanted to post it here I was like Why not. It's super adorable so yeah. :) And if I get to the 2nd round I'll post another chapter! If it does make it all the way this will be a 4-shot! :)
Disclaimer: I don't A&A or Stuck On You.
He just can't stop thinking about her.
She's always in his little mind. Like glue. He wishes he could stop but he sees her everyday. He just doesn't know how to talk to the girl yet he wants the world to know he likes her. But how? He didn't know. He's 8 and here he was thinking about a girl. He should be in video games and dinosaur chicken nuggets not girls. And at his age girls still have cooties. He likes to be around his friends not some weird girl.
But alas. He wants to talk to her not his friends. But my friends will make fun of me if I say I like her... He thought worryingly. He didn't care. He just wants to tell her but he's tongue tied. But then he knew who was an expert on girls.
His mother.
So he runs to his parents room to see his mom reading a book.
"Mommy?" He asks quietly.
She looks up and ask "Hey Austin, what do you want?" She asks curiously.
His cheeks turned a light pink as he climbs up on the bed "I have this umm...friend who likes a girl and he doesn't know how to tell her because his friends will say he'll get cooties."
"Does this friend have a name?" His mother smirks knowing who this "friend" was.
"Umm... Norman.. Yeah! Norman!" He mentally patted himself on the back for the comeback.
"Well tell Norman to just tell her how he feels no matter what people say, its his feelings not theirs" She smiled.
"Should he get her anything?" He's seen those movies where the guys gets the girl flowers or chocolate when asking her out.
"He should get her a small flower, it's simple but it works very well. But do you know what works really well?"
"What!?" His eyes filled with anticipation.
"Write her a song."
"A song?! I can't write songs!" It slips out before he can register what he's saying. His eyes widen and his face turns a deeper pink.
"Umm... I mean Norman can't write songs..."
"Austin... if you really like her, then you should at least try. You may have a good outcome." She assures him.
"How will I know if it works?"
"You try." She smiled.
He quickly thanks his mom and runs back to his room despising up a plan base on what his mom told him.
He spends the night thinking of a song.
Nothing.
An hour later.
Nothing.
4 hours later.
Nothing.
Its almost 8:30. He should be in bed by now but he determined to finish this song even if it means he'll have an all nighter.
Then it strikes him like lightning. He knew exactly what to write. So he spends the next hour writing the perfect song.
The next day before he goes to school he picks a red rose from his mother's front garden, and gently puts it in his backpack along with his song and mini guitar. And he runs to the bus stop. When he gets there, he stops. He see the girl on the bench writing in that brown book she carries around everyday.
She was wearing a pink shirt with matching skirt and shoes. In his mind she looked so pretty and they matched. Sorta. He was wearing a red plaid shirt and blue jeans with red high tops.
He was so tempted to give her the flower right then and there but redeem himself to give it to her during recess.
Ok. Recess came sooner than he though. Because right now he's about 20 feet away from her in the quiet part of the playground. That part no one can see really. He takes in some mental prep before doing anything.
He gulps. He really wants this to go well. So he mans up and walks up to her.
Here goes nothing He thought.
"Hi Ally..."
The tiny brunette looks up to the blonde boy with a small smile. His heart is about ready to explode.
"So can I tell you something?" He gets nervous. That was new.
"Sure." Her voices rings in his ears like a beautiful melody.
He didn't know what to say. He's never spoken to her before. Or girls for that matter.
"So... Um... For a umm a while I kinda liked you and um.. here" he stutters and quickly pulls the slightly wilted rose from behind him and hands it to her.
That totally didn't go as well as he had plan...
She looks at the small rose and back at him. Rose. Him. Rose. Him. Her eyes keep shifting.
"I have something else for you!" He quickly responses before she could possibly reject him.
She tilted her head like a puppy with he found cute and pulls out the song and the toy guitar.
Ooh, ooh, yeah
Okay, maybe I'm shy
But usually I speak my mind
But by your side, I'm tongue tied
Sweaty palms, I turn red
You think I have no confidence
But I do, just not with you
Now, I'm singing all the words
I'm scared to say
Yeah
So forgive me if I'm doing this all wrong
I'm trying my best in this song
To tell you, what can I do?
I'm stuck on you
I'm hoping, you feel what I do
'Cause I told mom about you
I told her, what can I do?
I'm stuck on you
And like the night sticks to the moon
Girl, I'm stuck on you
Oooh, ooh, yeah
I'm stuck on you.
He finishes and starts to back away then something happened.
She kisses his cheek.
He stays there register what just happened. She kissed him. She kissed him!
He grins so big he's worry his face may break. She giggles. He then regains focus. He hugs her without thought. She hugs back. He takes in the scent of her hair.
Vanilla he thinks as his nuzzles his face into her hair.
They break the hug and already he already misses the warmth and the scent. For the rest of recess they sit on the bench and hold hands while he whispers sweet words to make her blush and giggle because he finds it super adorable. He couldn't be any happier.
Before they leave she asks "Why did you do all of this? Normally boys think I have cooties."
He smiles "Cause I told mom about you." And they both go their separate ways.
When his buddies ask him where's he's been he says "I was somewhere really awesome with someone really awesome." And goes to the door.
As he walks back inside he mentally says "Thanks mom." And goes in.
A/N: See? Told y'all it was adorable! Hope you enjoyed it!
Laters!
-BNYC