Second Impressions ‖ WilliamxBrooke
William hopped of the airplane, excitedly. Tonight was the night. He was going to see his girlfriend. Yeah, they only had been on one date, but they were official. As he walked into the airport, he waited for his bags. He fiddled with his fingers, nervously. What do I say? He felt his head spin, and his tongue swell up. He wasn't used to this feeling. He was in Europe for a month and hadn't seen her. They had kept in touch, but he couldn't wait to see her in person. Then he saw a figure approaching him. A beautiful figure. "Brooke?"










