𝒴ou've been dating Thomas Simons for two months. God, he's the sweetest guy you've ever met in your 17 years of life. He's a gentleman, and he makes you laugh like no one else.

Thomas has a very nice red convertible, and he takes you everywhere with him. One day, he even encouraged you to drive it yourself around an empty parking lot. It's been a long time since you've laughed like this, watching him grab onto the first thing he sees when you slam on the brakes, since you've never driven before.

Tonight he had a special surprise for you. A movie night, but not at his house or at the theater: outside, in his car. It turns out a group of students had improvised a screen with a sheet and a projector. A drive-in movie night.

You sat in the back. Thomas had bought a bag of popcorn, which he had already forgotten in his hand. His free arm was draped behind your shoulders, keeping you close while you watched the movie.

And although Thomas was a gentleman, he was still a boy, a teenager. He kissed your cheek. It wasn't the first time you exchanged kisses... but this time it was different. More intense. The kisses went from your cheek to your jaw, and then to your neck. You laughed nervously, thinking this wasn't something appropriate to do in public, but then you realized... when you looked around, all the other teenagers in their cars weren't watching the movie either; they were making out! Then you understood... no one brings their date here just to watch a movie. How naive of you!

But what are you going to do now? Go with the flow?