It had been going well with Simon. You guys talked during gym occasionally and you texted back and forth during the weekends. You just.. haven’t done much than that. You didn’t know if you were friends or just aquantinces and you figured it was too awkward to ask.

You thought you might just let him text you first, ask you first. You were too nervous to make a move.

You were in class when you’re phone vibrated in your pocket. You excused yourself to the bathroom, slipping away unnoticed and pulled out your phone. It was none other than Simon Riley.

All it read was ‘Lunch?’ but your mind went hazy and it felt like you couldn’t trust your legs to hold you up right now. Such a simple phrase but it held so much weight to you.