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Not the description I have of him but I couldn't pass up using this.
It has been three days since you met Liam. Every day you manage to get to the Starbucks in hopes of seeing him again. No luck so far.
"Maybe its time to look for somebody else." Nate shrugs. You lean on his shoulder as you walk with your arms linked.
"That's the thing! I wasn't even looking. He just came out of nowhere." "Do you think it was the star?" "Hahaha. Very funny. No it wasn't that stupid star. I told you that shit was for kids."
You roll your eyes as he laughs. "Okay don't get butt hurt. Mine came true." He brags. "Oh really?" "Yeah!" "Well what did you wish for?"
You pull away from him to watch his face and see if he was lying.
"I wished that something good would happen and-" "Oh my god that is so fucking basic, Nate!" You laugh as he continues between his own laughter. "But guess what happened!" "What?" "I went home thinking I ran out of ice cream. Guess what was in my freezer! Ice cream!" "You are ridiculous."
You rolls your eyes and start to walk away from him. He follows close behind still ranting about everything.
"Oh y/n watch out!" "For what?" You turn.
Your foot slips and you trip over an uneven pavement. You squeal as you brace to hit the ground. Instead someone catches you, taking you in their arms.
"Are you okay?" He says, looking you over. "Um I'm fine. I think I sprained my ankle though." You look down at it. "Nate, I need ice."
Nate nods and looks at the man. "You wouldn't mind carrying her?" He smirks. "No I guess. Are you okay with it-" "Y/N. Her name is y/n." He answers quickly.
You finally look up at him and freeze. He was perfect. His hair fell over his glasses as he looked down at you. Everything about him made you feel warm and safe.
"Y/N-" Your name fell helplessly from his lips. "Do you mind me carrying you? Just until you can get back on your feet." "Do whatever you want with me." "Huh?" "I mean- sorry. No I don't mind at all."
He blushes lightly and tries to hide it once his scoops you up bridal style. "I'm Johnny by the way." He says, sitting you down at a table outside a nearby restaurant. "Thanks for catching me Johnny." You lock eyes and it seems like neither of you can look away. He was drawing you in. You could feel it.
"I hope I'm not interrupting?" Nate smirks with the bag of ice he got from inside.
Johnny breaks eyes contact and takes the ice from his hand. "You weren't." "He wasn't?" You asked worried. "Calm down honey. You are not just gonna be a stranger on the street." He smiles, holding the ice against your ankle.
Nate clears his throat and sighs. "I gotta go. Y/N I'll see you." He widens his eyes and motions to Johnny, who was busy taking care of your ankle. "Where you going?" "Ive got a date. So do you." He says before waving quickly and leaving.
You sigh and look down at Johnny. "So..." He starts. "You've got a date?" "What? No! No! H-he was joking. He does shit like that." You mentally slap him for making such a dumb comment.
"Oh. Good to know. Does it feel any better?" He looks up locking your eyes again. "A lot." "Great."
There was silence. The tension between you two slowly building.
"You think you can walk now?" He says softly, holding out his hand. You take it and hold onto him as you stand up. "You'll walk me all the way home?" "That's what you want?" "Yes."
He smiles and goes on the side of the street as you start to walk slowly. He holds onto your hip, keeping you steady. You start to speed up, getting to a normal pace without hurting too bad.
"You want to know something?" "Shoot." He responds, willing to listen to anything you told him. "A couple nights ago. I wished on a star." "You mean that stuff from the Disney movies?" He questions, chuckling. "Yup." You laugh with him. "I wished for the perfect man to come and sweep me off my feet." "Hmm." He bites his lip lightly. "So have you met him yet?" "I think so." You blush. "This is me." You point to the building.
He stops walking and helps you up the stairs to the door.
"Would you like to have dinner with me?" "I thought you'd never ask."
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So I started New Girl and I kinda love it. A Tom Hanson imagine is next because I just had the best idea for it. Oh yeah face reveal ummmm if youre that curious, stalk my instagram
