Maya's P.O.V.

I sit on the park bench drawing my feelings. Its a thing I do often to let out my emotions.

When Riley and Lucas were together in middle school, I drew with a purple pencil or painted.

Purple for me is jealousy. Usually when I draw those pictures I draw the thing, or in this case people, I am jealous of.

I look at my picture. Riley, Farkle, Lucas and Christie. They all have something I don't. Each other.

I always felt out of place in my friend group, at least now I know that I'm not the only one who thought that.

Riley told me that and I always believe what she says.

I continue with my drawing. I was now drawing Lucas. His perfect face, tall figure, smile like no other.....Shut up Maya! You do not like him!

I finish his face and smile at it. I was positioned it in such a way that he is looking at me. I blush at the picture and I see a tear fall on the top of the page. I wipe my eyes and continue.

After a minute I start to full on sob. His face keeps distracting me. When we were in school, he'd always find ways to annoy me and flash that smirk that I drew so accurately.

I see shoes in front of me and look through my hands. I see a boy with light brown hair, blue shirt, and a warm smile which cause a weird feeling in my chest.

"Um...do you mind if I sit down with you?" the boy asks referring to the park bench that I have filled with all my drawing supplies.

"Yeah, definitely." I say moving my stuff to make room for him. I wipe my eyes with my sleeve and look up at him.

I look down, not sure what to say. I had to admit, the boy was kinda cute.

"Did you draw this?" He asks.

I look over to see him holding my purple picture with a half drawn Lucas on it.

"Uh....yeah."

"It is amazing. Who is that guy?" His eyes were full of wonder and mystery. I couldn't help but think about what was hiding behind those light greenish blue eyes.

"That is my friend Lucas. We are in a argument right now."

He nods, staring at the smile that is a magnet to the human eye. He smiles at the drawing as if Lucas was really here.

"What's your name?" He asks removing his eyes from the paper for the first time since he sat down.

I could finally see his face clearly. His hair was short and spiky, his teeth were straight, and his eyes were amazing. Its like they could talk to me. They told so much about what kind of person he really was.

Sweet, mysterious, edgy, smart, and something else that I couldn't really figure out. That frustrated me.

"Maya." I whisper being distracted by that last thing about his eyes.

He chuckles at me and I can't help but blush.

"I'm Parker. I think I know you from somewhere. Have we met before?" He asks.

I get confused. I would've remembered those eyes if I have seen them before, I am pretty confident about that.

"Oh yes, I remember. We lived on the same floor in a apartment." He smiles at me.

I remember now. I saw him in the halls sometimes but I never really spoke to him. Only once. The night my dad left.

~Flashback~

My dad was yelling in the house.

"You're such a bitch! I don't know why I even married you" My dad screams.

He was very drunk that night. He had gone out at 4:00 to drink and it was now 2:47am.

"Kermit! Stop! You're scaring the baby!" My mom screams.

At that age, I was 6. I didn't understand much of what was going on but I was too familiar with him being drunk. Most times I only saw I'm that way.

I was looking through the doorknob of my bedroom door. I could see my dad throwing books around and papers.

"Shut up! Fucking shut up!" He starts slapping my mom, hard.

I hear her screaming and cries from the ground. He was on top of her so she couldn't fight back.

"Kermit!...I can't...breathe!" My mom screamed.

He stopped slapping her and started strangling her.

"NO!" I screamed and ran out of my room.

I jumped on my dad and he fell of her.

"Daddy! Stop it! You're hurting her!" I cry.

He throws me off of him and I land outside of the apartment. The door was open because of all the neighbors complains of being too loud and they were too lazy to close the door.

That's when I saw Parker. He was in the hallway for some reason and when he saw me, he immediately ran over.

"Are you okay!" He asks.

I was crying and I broke my wrist.

"Go! You need to go! He will hurt you too! Run! Leave!" I scream.

He obeys me and runs away.

I get back inside and see glass shattered next to my mom's head and her body limp.

My dad looks at me with angry in his eyes. He runs to me at the doorway but when I move out of the way, he falls on his face. I see his face cut up and I start kicking him.

The next day, my mom and I move to New York and I didn't see Parker ever again.

~ End of Flashback~

"Oh yeah. You tried to help me that one night." I say quietly.

He nods.

"I didn't know you moved. I thought you died. I felt like it was my fault. I never got help."

He looks down. I put my hand on his shoulder and look him in the eye.

"It was not your fault at all. I'm not dead in a physical way. More mental. Every since I lost my dad, I have never been the same. Something just.....switched." I explain.

He looks at me for a moment.

"I really like you Maya. Do you want to go out to dinner with me tonight."

I am shocked by his invitation. I have never been asked out other than by Lucas.

"Yeah." I answer after a minute.

We go to a pasta restaurant which I have never had. I wasn't able to since my mom only got foods that we need not want. We never went out, never had pizza, only eggs or sandwiches.

We walked into the restaurant and got seated surprisingly quick.

Our waitress, Courtney, which her nametag said handed us our menus. I looked over it. I've had some of these at Riley's house when we went out together or her mom made dinner.

The Penne Alla Vodka sounded good. I always had that when I was out with Riley.

"What are you getting Maya?" Parker asked when we simultaneously put down our menus.

"The Penne with Vodka sauce if that is okay." I say. I know that with my mom, I'd always have to check prices on things whenever I wanted something.

"No that's fine. Get whatever you want. I'm the one paying."

He is? I thought we were splitting the bill? Oh gosh!

"No! I have money. At least let me pay half!" I plead.

I don't want him to use all his money! Why are people so nice!? And to me? I will never understand.

"No it's fine. Really."

"I'm doing the tip then. No negotiation." I demand.

We laugh a little and I see the door to the restaurant open. I see a tall blonde boy, with a girl, and OH MY GOD IT IS FUCKING CRISTIE AND LUCAS!

"Shit!"

Parker looks up at me surprised and chuckles.

"What's wrong." His face turns serious.

"Lucas and the reason we fought just walked in." I explain.

He looks at the door and sees the people that I referring too.

"Let me just warn you that things might get competitive between Lucas and I so if we end up making out in the middle of a conversation..."

"I won't get mad and I will enjoy it."

I blush at what he said and Lucas finally spots me. He whispers something to Christie and then they sit at the table diagonal from us.

He kisses her (and I mean like a full on make-out!) and then looks back at me.

"Parker?"

"Go for it." He scoots out of his chair and I sit on his lap and start making out with him.

I can't believe he is so open for this. He is so perfect. After what seems like for a century of kissing, we finally break apart.

Lucas looks like he is about the crack but then he grabs Christie, dips her, and then they start kissing again.

Parker and I get up and we start doing the tango.

"Start tugging at my shirt." I whisper.

He smiles at me and we start kissing. His hands are at my waist and he starts pulling up my shirt a little. Lucas looks like he is about to faint. He sits down and so do we.

"Maya and Parker: 2, Lucas and Chris: 0." I say doing the numbers with my hands.

He laughs and I smile at him in awe.

"Thank you so much. I am in your debt." I say.

Our food soon comes. He ordered spaghetti and I got my penne alla vodka. It smells like heaven and I immediately start.

I see Lucas and Christie sharing a piece of bread and like Lady and the Tramp, eat it at the same time and meet in the middle. They both look at me and smile.

Parker nods in approval and we both start eating his spaghetti and our lips touch softly and we kiss lightly for a little bit. Nothing to showy like the other stuff we did.

Lucas then walks out of the room. It appears that he is going to the bathroom.

"That was amazing." Parker and I say at the same time.

We laugh.

"I was talking about us burning them. What were you referring to?" I asked.

"The kiss!"

I blush immensely at that and I have to turn away to conceal myself. Parker is such an exceptional person. Sweet, funny, careful.

Lucas comes back and he kisses Christie. He picks her up a little bit and drops her gently to the ground. Parker is already by my side.

He picks me up bridal style. I wrap my arms around his neck.

"You're such a great friend. I love you." I say.

With that, he kisses me. Softly at first but it then gets out of hand.

Lucas throws his fork to the table in a frustrated way. He knows that he lost the battle.

"Excuse me?" Courtney, our waitress, asks.

"Yes." Parker asks when we stop, which was like a minute after she spoke.

"Can you please leave. The customers are complaining."

We pay the bill and start to walk out.

"4 to 0 Lucas! You lose! I hope you enjoy your time with that fucking bitch, ass-hat!" I scream.

Parker is still carrying me the same way he was before and I have to say, I was comfy. When we get to my apartment, we finally say our goodnights and go our separate ways.

Thank you for reading

Sorry that I haven't updated in a while

I was in a writers block so I hope that this makes up for it

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