"How may I help you? My names Kaitlyn," anda were a waitress at the Dingo, anda were serving a group of six guys, they seemed nice and they were greasers like you. "Can I get anda cutie?" The one with dark hair and dark eyes berkata to you, "Stop it Dal," "I'm just playing Johnny, how about I take anda to my house after this Kaitlyn?" "I'm sorry, but I'm working," anda berkata with a grin. Another guy ran into the Dingo and all the guys yelled "Hey Pony! Where were you?" anda stood there staring at his dreamy eyes and he stared back while he bit his lip. Through out the rest of the day, anda couldn't stop thinking about him, his green gray eyes that sparked and his beautiful smile and anda remember hearing his name before, but where anda couldn't exactly place a point where anda heard his name. As anda were leaving the Dingo because your shift ended anda saw someone outside, he seemed to be waiting for you. "Hey Kaitlyn!" "Oh hi, um kuda, kuda kecil right?" "Yeah, I was just kinda waiting for anda to finish so I could um, ask anda if anda wanted to take a walk with me?" "I'd Cinta to! Oh wait I should probably go utama and change first because I'm all covered in grease and oils and Makanan from work," "No it's fine, I think anda look beautiful right now and it's only me, I'm not a big time soc atau anything," he berkata with a small grin anda guys walked in silence for a few minit then anda felt a warm hand around your waist and kuda, kuda kecil was pulling anda closer to him and spun anda around so anda were facing him and his hands were both on your waist holding anda tightly. "Kaitlyn, I've always liked you, you're in three of my classes at school and I never had the nerve to come up and talk to you, but you're gorgeous and will anda be my girl?" "Yes I will!" anda let out a small shriek and he slowly pulled anda in for a soft kiss.
anda smiled at him, waiting for him to continue. He grabbed your hand. “I thought it’d be the coolest thing to be a train. I don’t even know why. Maybe because they’re always moving, they’re big, I don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“But as I got older, I realized I was like a train. Always pushing forward, no turning around of anything. From the looks of it, my train was going to end me up in jail.” He stops walking at the track switch.
“(Y/N), anda were like my track switch. My train was headed for nowhere till anda came along. Now I see my train going somewhere, to a house, a family, a life.” He pauses. “And I wanted to say thank you.” He says quietly.
anda just bungkus, balut your arms around him.
