*Mercutio POV*

When I wake up, Romeo is no longer beside me. He's on top of me, snoring like a freight train and practically crushing my lungs.

I gently roll him off me and stretch my shoulders back. My muscles are sore, presumable when Romeo rolled all over them in his sleep. God he is a spaz.

My phone lights up with a message, and I stumble over to it.

It's from Y/N.

Y/N: Morning, sunshine.

Aww, how sweet. I feel so touched. And a little lightheaded. Damn you, nerves!

'Tio: G'morning honey. What's up? I'm not used to waking up to texts from wonderful girls. ;)

Our conversation continues for a while, and sometime during it Romeo wakes up. He throws the comforter off himself, groans, and then slumps back into the bed.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty!" I call. Romeo mumbles something unintelligible into my pillow.

After a few minutes Romeo leaves, mumbling something about a shower over his shoulder.

I fall backwards into my bed, causing my sheets to crumple under me. I scroll aimlessly through my phone for a while. I'm totally not waiting for another text from Y/N. Of course not! Why would I do that?

Romeo returns, smelling like shaving cream and shampoo. I know that he's got no facial hair to shave, but I shrug it off. My phone buzzes again.

Finally.

Y/N: Do you want to hang out later? Maybe watch a movie?

Hell yeah I do! Okay, okay, be cool, be chill, be suave. Say something interesting! I think. I've got the perfect response.

'Tio: Sure.

So cool. I am the epitome of romance. Every girl I come across is enraptured by the charm that radiates off of me.

Y/N: There's an 11:30 and a 2:00 showing for (Your Favorite Movie). Which time do you want?

'Tio: I don't care, either one works for me.

Y/N: 2:00 it is. See you then, lover boy. ;)

'Tio: I can hardly wait. ;)

Good god, it's a wonder Y/N actually likes me, what, with the way I text.

"Hey, you listening to me?" Romeo says, looking over at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Uh, no, sorry. Run that by me again?" I mumble, glancing at my phone. Y/N hasn't said anything. I guess that's understandable, but it still makes me nervous.

"Well, Juliet wants to go out for lunch with Hamlet and his boyfriend later this week, and I think you should come too," Romeo informs me.

Juliet seems nice enough, but I don't really want to 'do lunch' with her and Romeo. They'll spend the whole time eye-fucking, and I'll have to sit awkwardly on my phone until they leave. Not really my idea of a grand time.

"I've got stuff to do next weekend. Ben wants me to help him clear out his room for college, and I've got an essay to write." Technically I'm not lying, but even I know those things won't take the entire weekend to wrap up.

"Besides," I laugh. "I don't want to sit there while you and Juliet make eyes at each other across the table!"

Romeo laughs, but doesn't deny my statement.

"Yeah, yeah, alright. I'll tell her you're busy," he amends, grabbing his phone.

I let out a sigh of relief, and then head to the shower.

"Stay here if you want," I call. He makes an affirming noise and I hit the shower.

(Time skip to later in the day, before the movie.)

"Ro, you gotta go, I have plans!" I tell him. Romeo pulls his head out of the fridge and sighs.

"I didn't even make my nachos yet!" He complains, shutting the door.

"You can make them tomorrow, now go." I tell him, pushing him unceremoniously out of the kitchen.

"Okay, okay I'm going!" He says, looking mournfully at the bag of tortilla chips sitting on the counter.

"Stop eyeing the tortillas and go!" I tell him. Romeo holds up his hands in surrender and retreats from the kitchen.

When I hear the front door slam shut, I grab my phone from the counter.

1:17

There's no reason to wait, I can go right now!

I've only known Y/N for a day, but I just can't wait to see them again. It's hard to describe, but I just can't seem to be around them enough.

Is this love? I don't know emotions! Everyone says "Oh, Mercutio, you'll just know when you've found the 'one'."

Well, I don't know! How am I supposed to know? I'm not even eighteen yet! What makes people think I can do romance? I'm supposed to know how to do taxes, but do I know those either? No!!!

Ugh, why is dating so hard?

Are we dating?

I don't even know! Another thing I'm unsure about! Add it to the ever-growing list.

"Screw it, I'm just gonna go!" I announce to the empty kitchen. Really instills confidence in a guy.

Just kidding.

I walk out to the car and climb inside. My hands shake a little as I reverse.

"God, why am I so nervous? It's not like I haven't been on a date before!" I think.

A few minutes later, I pull into the movie theater parking lot.

Here we go.