Unlikely: Token Black x Reader

Chapter Fifteen

*Your P.O.V.*

Rehearsals were going well, but Token still seemed to be struggling. The teacher even pulled him aside after practice on Wednesday. He seemed really tired. All the guys had to rush to rehearsals right after football practice. I felt bad for him, so I invited him over that next day when he finished football.

"Should we try scene five?" I asked him.

He looked shocked when I asked. "You- you mean the kissing scene?!?"

I couldn't help but giggle, "We have to try it at some point."

He let out a shaky sigh, "Yeah, that's true."

"Do you think we could try it without the book?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I've actually been practicing a lot," Token enthusiastically said.

"Perfect," I smiled to him. "Let's start from the top then."

Token grabbed my hand, locking his eyes with me. "Your hand is like a holy place that my hand is unworthy to visit. If you're offended by my touch of hand, my lips are staring at you like a blushing pilgrim, ready to makes things better with a kiss."

"Good pilgrim, you don't give your hand enough credit. By holding my hand, you show a polite devotion. After all, pilgrims touch the hands of the statues of the saints. Holding one palm against another is like a kiss," I replied, keeping the eye contact.

Token licked him lips for a moment, glancing to the ground before he continued, "Don't pilgrims have lips too?"

"Yes, they have lips that they're supposed to pray with," I responded.

I could tell Token was starting to get more comfortable as a small grin formed on his face. "Well then saint...let the lips do what the hands do. I'm praying for you to kiss me. Please grant my prayer so my faith doesn't turn into despair."

"Saints don't move, even when they are granting prayers," I told him, a small smile forming on my face.

"Then don't more while I act out my prayer," Token spoked, leaning in closer to me.

I felt like he was moving in slow motion as he closed his eyes and started to tilt his head. I could feel my heart racing. I didn't expect to be so nervous, but I closed my eyes, waiting for his lips to contact mine-

"I think we should at least ask her to join us," A voice out in the hall spoked.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Token and I quickly pulled away.

"Hey (Y/N)- oh?" Kyle said from the doorway.

"Woah, were you about to kiss?" Stan asked.

I couldn't even look up at them, I felt my face heating up.

"They were about to WHAT?!?" I heard Eric yell down the hall.

"Oh my god," I mumbled to myself, catching Token's attention. "This is so embarrassing..."

Soon Eric barged his way in front of Stan and Kyle, looking pissed, "You too looked like you were about to what?!"

"Oh my god Eric it is part of the play," I rolled my eyes.

"Well, I guess that is my que to go," Token loudly said, getting up and grabbing his coat.

I could tell he was irritated. Kyle and Eric's eyes stayed glued to him as he got his things. I felt bad for him. I was also upset, very upset that I had so much anticipation for a kiss that didn't even get to happen.

The boys continued to bicker. Kyle coming after Token. Token going after Kyle. Eric was after both of them, and Stan also held his own comments here and there, trying to figure out what was going on. I couldn't think.

"Oh my god, everyone, get out of here!" I yelled at them.

They all quickly shut up and looked to me. Kyle looked like he was ready to say something, and I knew Eric was going to as well.

"No, get out," I snarled before looking at Token. "I am so sorry about this."

He gave me a warming smile. "Don't worry about it, I'll you tomorrow."

I smiled back to him, and they all left the room. I decided to do homework for a little bit before I realized that I couldn't focus. Eric tried to come in later that night to talk to me about Token, but I quickly told him to get out. Just before crawling to bed, I messaged him.

M: Again, I'm really sorry about tonight. You were doing really good, I can tell you're finally getting the hang of it :)

He quickly messaged me back, and before I knew it was 1:00 in the morning.

T: (Y/N), I hate to be a buzz kill but it's getting late. We both need to go to bed. I'll talk to you tomorrow, yeah?

I couldn't help but smile at my phone.

M: Definitely, goooood night :)

T: Good night :)