Imagine making Nathaniel a card for his birthday.

A/n - I made the above picture as a reference. I'm not too great at art because I have shaky hands 😆

Word Count: 380

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Listening to music that should spark inspiration, you stare at a blank page. Your best friend - and crush - Nathaniel makes it look so easy to create amazing masterpieces while you can hardly draw a stick figure.

You huff out in irritation, glancing at the crumpled pieces of paper by your feet. You've been at this for awhile, trying to make Nathaniel the perfect birthday card.

Each attempt further discourages you.

Biting your lip, you dip your paintbrush into the water color and apply to the page. You continue the process, ending with a cute simplistic array of watercolour balloons. It's not the greats artwork, but you're not exactly the best artist.

It's the thought that counts, anyways, right?

You wait for it to dry before writing a heartfelt message sincerely wishing him an excellent birthday and telling him how great a friend he is.

Placing it into your binder, you hurry off to school, eager to see Nathaniel.

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You race up to him in the hallway, effectively startling him. When he realizes it's you he chuckles, "Hey, Y/n."

"Happy birthday, Nathan!" You cheer, giving him a quick hug before shoving the card into his hands. "I made this for you."

A light blush dusts his cheeks, "Aww, thanks Y/n. You didn't have to give me anything."

"Silly, it's your birthday! Of course I'm gonna give you something," you smile.

He reads the card, blush deepening. After he's done, he looks at you with soulful blue eyes, "I'm so lucky to have you as a friend."

Now it's your turn to blush.

"But, I want to ask you something," he looks nervous.

"You can ask me anything."

He hesitates before speaking out in a rush, "Y/n, would you like to go to dinner sometime?"

You pause. Did he, your crush, just ask to go to dinner with you?

"Like a date?" You ask, needing clarification.

He nods, red as a tomato, "Y-yeah."

A huge grin breaks across your face, "Yes! I'd love to!"

"Really?" His grin is adorable.

"Of course!"

He hugs you, beaming.

The bell rings, signalling the beginning of classes.

"See you after school, Y/n!" He calls as he dashed to class.

You wave at him, ecstatic as you walk to your first period.