Scotty was nervous. You made him nervous. I mean of course he was dominant when the time came and he was tough and bad with his friends but he was in a love haze most of the time.

You were one of these girls that seem to be made to be a Barbie doll you wear mostly pink, white and baby blue, you were so beautiful and nice and beautiful and sweet and beautiful and gentle… did he mention beautiful? He never felt like this before.

Even though you were his girlfriend he was still so giddy to be in your presence, which was a massive turn from his “bad boy” traits, you were the first “girly girl” he’s ever been with and man did he love it over here.

You guys sat in your bedroom that looked like your personality throw up in it, Scotty laid in your bed in his all black clothes the only thing that stuck out. You were showing him things that you bought when you were out with your friends. He was listening but he was mostly admiring you like a puppy as you talked and gave him a haul.