We’re lying on my bed. Just me and him. He slowly tucks a lose strand of my hair behind my ear, how cliché?
“You know, I think I may have fallen in love with you, Miss Winters.” He says with an oh-so-sexy smile.
A silence ensues as I struggle to think of what to say.
“Okay.” I reply, too wonderstruck to say anything else.
“Quoting John Green, are we?” He asks with a light chuckle. I blush.
“I didn’t think you’d read his books.” I taunt, sitting up. He follows my lead and leans in next to me.
“I’ve done some research.”
“Oh, really?” I cross my arms lean away from him, grinning at his playful glare.
“Apparently, 98.7% of the female population find quoting John Green very attractive.” He smirks as he whispers this in his attempt of a sexy voice.
“So this isn’t just for impressing me, then?” I ask, faking a wounded expression; clutching my heart for good measure.
“Maybe…” His serious tone makes me believe him. Well, at least until he bursts out laughing and starts pointing at me; “you should’ve seen your face!”
Eventually, he calms down and looks back at me. Waiting, I think.
“You got any more quotes?” I ask, raising an eyebrow and letting a smile paint itself on my lips.
“Maybe.” He says, leaning back in. This time I don’t stop him.
“What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so luck-”
“Oh, just shut up and kiss me already, you fool!” I exclaim; knowing this could go on for a while. So, I grab him by the collar and give him a good, proper, amazing kiss.
“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.” He breathes finally, grinning – whether it was because of the kiss or his excessive use of TFIOS quotes, I’m not sure. Either way, I roll my eyes.