Theo had the biggest crush on you for years, suppressing it by sleeping, making out with over people anything to draw his mind from you. But anytime you’re even near him he gets weak in the knees, every word you say sends goosebumps all over his body, he’s tried to so long and hard to get over you, to not look at you. But he always ends up failing.

Theo was tipsy, but keeping himself fairly sober to look out for people- really looking out for you, his eyes gazing up and down your legs watching as you danced. Theo had a cigarette hanging from his lips, mumbling to Mattheo in Italian knowing that Mattheo could even understand what he was saying.

“Guardali..“

He had to be forced to tear his eyes from yours, his heart pounding against his ribs. He sits up straight as he hears someone say your name, his stomach flips and he gets butterflies whenever he hears your name. Then he decides to get to his feet, hesitating before he walks over to you, he’s never nervous and if he was he’ll never let it show but with you it’s like all his nerves just fill up his mind and body, and he wasn’t entirely sure you actually knew his name.

“Hi.”