nolan was gorgeous. Your mother said he looked like the Mona Lisa. He always had those headphones on. He was always listening to music, being helpful, drawing.

he got up to go get some coffee from the coffee truck, which is an actual thing I have seen with my eyes and naturally you follow him.

you walk up next to him and introduce yourself. You exchange numbers and talk for the rest of the weekend.

you decide to meet up in person again and he arrives looking nice as ever and so do you. You guys were going to the mall, he was friendly and made a ton of small talk.

he was just like you.

you walk into one of the stores and immediately drop something, you bed over and his face goes red,

“God help me..” nolan muttered shamelessly checking you out.