After he let go of my hand, it felt sweaty and clammy, glued together. I couldn't think of one thing to say, he must think me a right dunce. I still felt dizzy, when we held hands fireworks exploded around me and him and I felt a strange thing in my stomach, like a monster had awoken and purred when we touched. I had a strange urge to hug him, I didn't of course. That would be creepy. I turned to him and found him looking at me, I felt my cheeks go their normal blotchy red when I blushed and tried to calm myself down, I smiled at him and he smiled, God am I still red? I thought. "So Maya, what sort of music do you like?" Think,think!
"Um... The Vamps, mostly?" It came out like a question, a deeper voice in my head tuned in and said in my head "Why do you care what he thinks?" I had no answer to that. Suddenly, I realised I was just staring at his face! "Maya?" He said. "Maya!"
"Oh, sorry," I said and blushed deeply, the sort of blush that makes your whole face purple and blotchy. "I was just saying, um do you want to... Go to the movies sometime?" I stared at him and nearly shouted, "Yes!" He smiled at me, with real glee and said, still smiling "Do you wanna go... Now?" Oh my god I had just been asked out by a boy, a cute boy! "Er, I can't at the moment but if I get your number, we could text?" What am I talking about? I don't have anywhere to go! His face looked crestfallen and I had no idea what to say next. "Sure, it's 679..." And I added it to my phone. And then we both got up, "Well, see you soon, Miss Maya!" Josh said in fake cockney accent "Indeed," I answered giggling.
That night I spent under a bus shelter, shivering under my old coat, dreaming of a boy with light blue eyes and floppy hair. But even Josh couldn't take away the dread of the coming morning.