panic attacks

~3rd person pov~

alice was leant against her car in front of the chipotle she had agreed to meet at. cigarette between her teeth, she didn't even remove it to puff out the dangerous smoke sitting in her lungs. she was nervous, hence the cigarettes she had been smoking since she had confirmed the plans.

david was in his tesla, cigarette packet on his lap. he almost considered lighting one but he pushed back the urge. he tapped the steering wheel, a nervous habit he had started. although he was extremely nervous, he felt no onsetting panic attack unlike previous circumstances.

he pulled in the driveway and saw her. he knew she was beautiful, but he was truly shocked as to how flawless she looked. she saw him pull in and could see his face through the windscreen.

her black skater dress hugged her figure and finished mid thigh. her black vans supported her feet. she put the cigarette out, knowing he didnt like smoking.

he wore black jeans and a his black sweater. vans also covered his feet. he grabbed the packet of cigarettes, knowing she liked smoking.

he got out the car.

she walked towards him.

he gave her the cigarettes.

she gave him her heart. he did too.