“LOOK OUT!!!” calls someone on the field, but it was too late. The ball hit 你 square in the face. 你 swore loudly and tried to find the person who had kicked the ball. “Alright, who the hell kicked that!?” one of the boys shout. 你 heard foot steps running towards you. “God, are 你 alright?” He asked. 你 huff. “Yeah, I’m fine.” 你 say bitterly, “I got hit like that all the time when I played so It’s no big deal. Get back to your 显示 船, 小船 game of soccer.” The boy in front of 你 was quiet for a while.
“A hero would never leave an innocent girl all 由 herself in a strange place.” 你 laugh. Not because 你 were trying to be cute, but because 你 thought he was really stupid. “I know how to take care of myself... what did 你 say your name was?” The boy chuckled. “Alfred F. Jones, at your service.” 你 sigh dramatically. “Well, Alfred, I’m (y/n).” 你 stick out your hand and find that his is already there. 你 feel yourself blush with embarrassment.
Alfred starts the conversation. “So, what are 你 doing out here on a gloomy 日 like today?” 你 sigh. “I didn’t know it was that bad outside today.” 你 can practically feel the frown of confusion on Alfred’s face. “How would 你 not know?” 你 冲床 at where he should have been, but he wasn’t there. 你 cursed under your breath and said, “I thought that the dark glasses gave it away. I’m blind 你 pinhead!” For a while, 你 don’t hear the American say anything.
You took the opportunity to read your book. He was so quite, 你 had completely forgotten he was there. that is, until he said, “(y/n)?” 你 sigh and put your book down. “What is it.” 你 ask drearily. “How often do 你 come to the park?” he asked. YOu shrug. “Almost every day. Why?” 你 hear the American stutter. “N-no reason!!! You’re just cool to hang out with 你 don’t try to hook up with me because of my looks 或者 anything.” 你 say nothing. 你 hear the american’s palm 拍击, smack, 味道 his face. “Right. Stupid me! 你 can’t.”
You continue to stay silent. After about 10 更多 minutes, your phone’s alarm goes off. 你 stretch and stand up. “Well, I best be off.” 你 say, “Fair well, Alfred.” 你 start walking away, but Alfred says, “Wait!” 你 comply. “Yes?” 你 ask. 你 hear shuffling of feet and 你 assume that it’s Alfred. “Would 你 like me to walk me home?” he asked. 你 shake your head. “I know the way here and the way back to my house like the back of my hand.” 你 say. 你 hear the American sigh. “But thanks anyways.” 你 add hastily. 你 wave to him and 你 walk home.
{Magical time skip to when 你 arrive at your apartment}
You unlock your door and walk inside. “I’m home, (older cousin’s name)!” 你 head to the 厨房 and open the fridge. ‘Well that’s unusual.’ 你 think. (older cousin’s name) always made 你 meals before he/she left. In fact, he/she was almost never home. 你 groan. 你 decide that 你 might as well finish your book in your room, then 你 think abut your day. Who was that person 你 were talking to? He seemed nice enough and 你 got the feel in that he wasn’t going to try to perve on 你 或者 rape 你 或者 anything. he was too proud of himself to get that low. 你 had to admit, he was such a kind person. And the way his hand felt in your hand...
‘NO!’ 你 thought to yourself, ‘I just met this guy!’ 你 sighed and presses your alarm clock so it would tell 你 what time it was. “Ten Twenty-Seven PM.” It said. 你 yawned. ‘Maybe I’ll see him tomorrow.’ 你 think to yourself as 你 drift to sleep’
