note ⸝⸝⸝ PART TWOOOOO!!!! PART THREEE WILL BE THE LAST PART YUP im active this week damn
it has officially reached saturday. you’ve been on johnnys mind for god knows how long. you guys share one class together, the rest of the school day you barely even see each other. he’s either at rugby practice or you’re avoiding the school completely, he can never find you. which is why he’s been looking forward to this day.
he knows asking you out on a date after you’ve talked only one time might be strange but.. the whole purpose of going out on dates is to get to know each other right? to find out little facts about each other. and he’s dying to get to know you.
as you walk through the wet grass, you sigh as your dog begins to step into puddles of dirt. “bat!” you scream your dogs name. “no. stop. bad boy!” you say, trying to get his attention but he’s clearly amused by the splashes.
before you can even pull him back he splashes a large amount of mud onto your shirt. a shirt you just had bought, and wanted to wear it for this moment. groaning, you pick your dog up. damage is done isn’t it?
deciding to leave the park, because seriously, you feel and look dirty, and you so don’t want kavanagh to see you like this.
you raise your head up from your feet, locking eye contact with the tall brown haired man in front of you. his big eyes boring into yours, you track his eye movement looking you up and down, which snaps you out of the ‘can’t look away from johnny kavanagh’ effect that he has on almost everyone.
you become flushed, realizing half of you is dirty and.. you don’t even wanna continue thinking about it.
“hi.” he says, almost a whisper, but loud enough for you to hear it. he sounds out of breath, like he ran here or something..?
his lip curls into a small smile right after you say his name. he scratches the back of his neck. “are you leaving?”
“yeah. uh. my dog, bat.. is kinda the reason why you know. i look like this.”
you could be drenched in dog shit and he’d still find you the most beautiful human in the world. genuinely.
“well, i uh, have spare clothes in my car? unless you don’t wanna then that’s totally fine— ”
you raise an eyebrow. “where would i change tho?”
you see him exhale, realizing he didn’t think his plan through. but a lightbulb clicks in his head. “my windows are pretty tinted? or i could just drive you somewhere where you could change?”
“johnny that’s too much of a hassle for you, i can just walk home and change, it’s okay.” you nod and smile.
a thunder strikes, causing you to flinch. johnny looks up at the sky then back at you, raising an eyebrow.
you chuckle at his expression, slowly nodding. “okay! i will. i’ll go.”
“good. good. okay.” he repeats, rubbing his hand onto the side of his jeans, leading you to his car.
you put bat in the backseat of his car, jumping your way into the passenger seat. “uh, thanks again johnny.”
he locks the car, turning it on. “yeah, it’s no problem, uh. is your house close?”
“i take the bus here, so it’s like uh 40 minutes away.”
his expression changes. “you spend 40 minutes just to get here?”
“well. yeah. this is the only nearby park.”
he taps on his steering wheel, stopping at a red light. “listen i know we haven’t known each other for a long time but, we go to school together. and, i don’t know. my house is a few minutes away so?” he turns his head to face you. bat barks in the back.
you look at bat then back at johnny, stuttering over your words. “uhm. okay. we can do that.”
he grins, nodding. “okay. good.”
you arrive at his house. it’s pouring rain outside. before you can even unbuckle your seatbelt johnny sprints to the other side of the car just to open your door, holding bat in his other arm.
you both take a step into the kavanagh household. their home was enormous. bigger than yours even. bigger is probably an understatement, this was practically a mansion.
his hair was wet, and so was yours. “you can shower in my room if you’d like. i think my ma has a few spare clothes she used to wear?” he pauses. “i don’t know if they’re completely your size but..”
you desperately needed cold water to pour over you, not rain, but a cold shower. you were wet and your clothes were sticking to you, making you feel incredibly uncomfortable.
you hum in response. he puts down bat.
wiping your hair with a small towel, you head downstairs. his mas closet was enormous, and she had such taste in clothing. you felt bad for even touching them.
you realize bat’s dry, and surprisingly clean? johnny pops out from the kitchen holding a cup of tea.
“did you wash him?” pointing at bat.
“yep. felt bad for the poor guy. looked like he was gonna bust.”
you laugh in response. johnnys lips instantly curl into a grin. “you have a nice laugh.” he says.
your expression drops, your mouth opening a bit. “what?”
sliding the cup of tea over to you, he quickly says, “im gonna shower okay? make yourself feel at home.”
you watch as he heads up the stairs. man, was he beautiful. you notice how the house is empty. just you and him in it. bat barks. can this dog read your thoughts or something?
after 20 minutes pass, johnny makes his way downstairs. peeking in the kitchen he realizes you aren’t there, making him raise an eyebrow, turning to see you in his living room, looking at his family pictures.
he slowly makes his way to you, standing behind you. “that was when i won my first rugby match.” he says. you feel his breath on your ear. he smells like vanilla. clean. your insides twist.
“you look cute. and happy.”
he backs away, grabbing the tv remote from the table. “do ya play video games?”
“oh, that’s my speciality kav.”
you nod at his response, snatching the game control from the coffee table as he sets the game up.
“how do ya even do that? what the hell? i thought you said you only play sometimes?”
“my cousin taught me. he’s like.. the craziest gta player ever.”
“yeah i can tell.” he says.
your eye locks on the clock, realizing it’s already 7pm. he realizes too based on your expression. he didn’t want you to leave, but johnny knew you eventually would have to.
“uh, yeah. i’ll drop you off.”
“wait what about my clothes? and these?”
“they’re in the laundry, and you do not wanna know how long our washing machine takes to dry. you can keep those clothes.”
before you can respond, he interrupts. “my ma wouldn’t notice trust me. she has too much anyway.”
swinging his keys from his pointer finger he opens the door, waiting for you to head out. the rain has stopped, now it’s just silence and a bit of wind.
as always, he opens your door. as you both settle into the car, bat in your hands.
he taps onto the steering wheel a few times, backing out of the driveway. a couple of minutes later, he raises the radio’s volume. head over heels by abba plays. you smile. “i love abba.”
“who doesn’t, to be honest.”
“exactly! such good music. 80s music in general is just top tier.”
he smiles, noticing how happy you get when speaking about music.
“hey, i have a question.”
you nod, encouraging him to ask.
the car pulls to a stop on the sidewalk next to your house.
“would ya like to go on a date with me?” he pauses, thinking. “tomorrow? or if you’re not free we can go sometime else.”
“no, no, like, a real date. restaurant date. then we can stop by it.”
silence erupts. he’s already starting to regret asking too soon. maybe he should’ve waited a bit before asking. he was about to apologize and switch the topic before you spoke.
“sure. yeah. i’d like that.”
johnny feels relieved, letting out an exhale he didn’t know he’d been keeping in.
he exits the car and opens your door, allowing you to exit. “i’ll see you tomorrow, yeah? i’ll pick you up. at 7.”
“okay. 7 is good. thanks again, kavanagh.”
he nods. “yea it’s no problem. you’re welcome.”
you both bore eye contact into each other, him finally breaking the silence and letting out a small cough. “well, bye.” he says your name softly.
swirling your way around him, you stop at your doorstep, turning around, noticing that he’s still watching you.
he raises his hand to do a small wave.
you replicate it back. smiling, you then open your door and let yourself into your house. you hear your name being called from the living room but all you can think about is how you just scored a date with the johnny kavanagh.
your back slides down the door, causing you to sit on the floor.
bat barks then runs across the hall.
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