Quin is the 4/4 of the sturniolo quadruples. Her, Nick, Matt, and Chris have a youtube channel that recently has taken off. Nick, Matt, and Chris love the new attention they are getting. How does all this pressure affect the youngest Sturniolo? Does...
"so when's your first concert?" she says with a mouthful of chips
"it's tomorrow at 6:00 pm"
"are you nervous?"
"i mean a little, it's my first time playing in Paris" i say
"i'm excited to hear you play" she says giggling
"what's your favorite song"
"somebody will love you better"
"okay good to know"
i stared at her. she's so pretty. her eyes are an ocean i could get lost in. her dimple on her right cheek is so cute.
"ouhhh you brought a speaker, let's play some music" Quintin says trying to connect her phone to the speaker
"what song are wanting to play?"
"i don't know if you know who this guys is. He's very under ground" she says with a smile
then she proceeded to play Blur by the one and only. me. i gave her a cheeky grin.
we jammed to music and i found myself laying my head on her lap and her fingers lost in my hair.
we sat in the picnic area for about 3 hours and it was finally time to clean up.
i hear Quintin groan because i got up from her lap
"we have to clean up Quintin, it's getting dark"
she rolled her eyes and smiled after.
as we were getting into the car, i played some soft music. i turned to Quintin giving her a soft smirk. her eyes are glued to mine. i can feel the air get tense.
i look from her eyes to her lips. i rest my forhead onto hers. our lips are only centimeters apart. i watch as her eyes go from my eyes to my lips.
"i had a great time Quintin" i smile
she didn't say anything back. she just smirked and leaned so her lips were on mine. my eyes flutter shut. my stomach had butterflies. she pulled away for some air.
