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HIGH SCHOOL FLASHBACK
"Sasha does this look good?" You asked nervously propping up your camera on FaceTime showing her your outfit in the reflection of your full body mirror. You were wearing medium wash blue jeans a hot pink crewneck, gold jewelry and your Afro plucked out to perfection with a cute little side bag topping off the outfit with tims. "Yeah you look good and so does the outfit." She complimented while putting on her glasses since she was doing homework.
"Okay, shit I need to hurry um what time is it." You made scrambling sounds through your vanitys draws as you pulled out your keys and other essentials. "Girl it's only 4:35 relax." She said jotting something down in her notebook. "I know I know." You said Shoving everything in purse you turn off your lights before grabbing your phone and walking down stairs. On your way downstairs you run into your mom cooking pozole.
"You look nice where you going mija?" She asked as you opened the fridge grabbing a water bottle completely missing what she said she calls out to you. "Y/n, baby I'm talking to you." Your mama said a little louder so you can hear. "Huh sorry momma what did you say." You turned around to her as she did the same looking at you with one hand on her hip. "It's a boy isn't it." She asked.
"Maybe." You said walking by your mom to get your car keys. "Ah aht." You mom uttered holding up the keys to where you couldn't reach them. "Mommy please I need the keys I have to go." You whined as she gave you a kiss on the cheek and gave you the car keys. "Thank you, also mom can I stay the night at Sasha's." You asked. "Yes but make sure you let me know before you leave." Your mother said in a stern voice before patting you on the back as you left.
Walking to your car you start it up before pulling off. "You still there Sasha." You asked as she let out a yes before taking a sip out of her water bottle. "Your lucky sonia is so nice cause my momma would of stopped me before I even got ready." Sasha chuckled. "
"Oh really mrs sophie seems chill." You said with sarcasm as you stopped at a red light. "So what's the plan once you get there, what are you guys gonna talk about." Sasha asked. "Girl I don't know, the political state of the world." You said chuckling as she did to. "All seriousness though y/n Don't choke up he's been your hallway crush for a bit now hasn't he?" Sasha asked reminding you. "Yep." You popped the p at the end as you pulled off once the light turned green. "Shoot I'm starting to wish I was eren, tacos sound so good right now." Sasha groaned.
"I can bring you over some pozole when I come over." You offered as Sasha didn't hesitate to say yes. Pulling into the parking lot of the taco spot you park before taking a deep breath while putting your car into park. Hearing a loud tap on the window you jolt up in surprise screaming as you quickly pulled your pocket knife out from your back pocket. "WHAT HAPPENED Y/N WHATS GOING ON." Sasha yelled. You turn to the window as you seen eren, you unlock the door letting him in as he got in the passenger side. "Shit maybe warn me next time before you do that." You exhaled putting your pocket knife back into your back pocket.
"ARE YOU OKAY?" Sasha asked, "yeah it was just eren." You reassured her. "Your right my bad." Eren apologized as you both looked at each other for a few seconds with hard eye contact you look down to the FaceTime call you were on with Sasha. "Sasha I'm gonna call you back." You said hanging up on her before she could protest. You both still keeping that heavy eye contact eren try's to speak first but you end up cutting him off by accident. "Oh shit um sorry you go first." You apologize. "No it's okay keep speaking." eren said concentrating on your glossed lips.
"Oh well I was gonna say there was no need to apologize I'm just dramatic." You laughed it off. "Your not dramatic your just, ... so fucking beautiful." He whispered lowly reaching over the middle console with his body as his lips pressed against yours turning it into a make out session. Your lips entertained his pushing back and forth like an argument without words. You smelt the drench of weed coming from him as if he's been smoking to let off some of his nervousness you noticed how dominate he was when making out, the way he was in control, the way his lips commanded yours. You couldn't help but melt in his press of touch.
