That emo kid - A Zane x reader story

Chapter 10: "First Date"

Your POV

Most of this month was incredibly awkward.

Zane and I held hands class to class, with him embracing me before racing to the opposite side of the school for his.

I swear if he didn't have asthma, he'd be on the track team.

I was generic, all flustered and blushy when we hugged in public and acted like a couple,

But he took it a bit too far.

Zane was the kind of guy who was actually legitimately scared of social events.

Especially anything to do with romantic intentions.

He would often attempt to push me away, accepting my tight squeezes reluctantly only after I pull the puppy dog eyes on him.

I honestly think he's just embarrassed he has such a cute girlfriend.

I mean, who wouldn't be?

I've been trying to flirt with him all week, but all his reactions are mostly identical or resemble each other.

Blushing and turning his head, or covering his face.

The students must either think we're a cute couple, or the most cringe worthy.

I'm thinking the cringy one.

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I was walking home with Zane, hand in hand, when he asked some couple questions.

"What do you do when you date?"

I shrugged.

"I don't know. You asked me out."
"I wasn't exactly thinking straight."
"You asked me out, not Travis. That's pretty straight to me"
"Not that kind of straight Y/n"
"I'm joking."

I chuckled, staring at the road before us.

I had absolutely no idea what couples do.

High School Musical lied to me.

"I think they go on dates."
"What's that?"
"When two people like each other-"
"I didn't ask for a lecture on the birds and the bees. What's a date."
"A type of fruit"
"Y/n"
"Alright, alright. No more jokes."

I stopped laughing and turned to face his direction.

"A date is like two people go to the movies or something. Maybe eat at a restaurant. Go to the mall and window shop. Things humans normally do, but with their significant other."
"I still don't get it. If it isn't that special, than why haven't we gone on one yet."

He blinked. I rolled my eyes to the back of my skull.

This idiot.

Oh how I adore him.

"You have to ask me on a date, moron."
"You're the moron."
"Just ask me."

I stopped walking once we reached my house. Zane stood straighter and inhaled deeply.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?"
"Let me think about it"

I say condescendingly

"Y/n!"

He whined.

"Alright alright, I will. Text me the details later, okay?"

I replied, pecking his cheek and entering my house. I waved to him, closing my door.

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