you’ve been talking to nash for the past few months. you know he has options because girls in school would basically throw theirselves onto him, but he only wants you.

out of all the girls in the world, he only has eyes for you and he makes it known.

you’re walking into the cafeteria and sit at your usual spot. you watch him walk up to you with a small smile on his face.

“hi pretty.” he kisses your cheek, sitting beside you.