The Promise

Chapter 34 - First Celebration

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it took me months to update, I got busy (College has been hell), I lost my drafts ugh, I hate my tab and computer sometimes, and I have new stories: a fan fiction if Before You Exit – A Little More You & Miuccio Brothers – Mr. Popular falls for Ms. Geek. I hope you'll check them out as well.

Anyways, here's Chapter 34, sad to say there are one 10 more chaps to go and the story will finally end.

Okay enough of my ranting. Here it is! :)

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Chapter 34 – First Celebration

I just couldn't take my mind off of him. I can't stand not talking to him, I always have urges to press the call button on Dylan's number. I really need to talk to him, apologize, explain. And probably tell him why I said yes to Nick.

I gathered my strength and dialed his number.

When his phone rang, it took him a long time to answer, but I knew that I would reach his voicemail, instead of him.

After the beep I left him a message, “Hey, Dylan. It's me. Please, I'm sorry. I'm just avoiding any conflicts. Call me or text me when you get this.”

Frustrated, I can't help but think what Cassidy said. I think she's just being dramatic, clearly because she still has feelings for Nick. Then Hailey came out of nowhere and tells me such things.

Why is everyone against me and Nick dating anyway?

My phone vibrated and popped out my boyfriend's message:

Hey, baby. Happy 1st Month. Get ready. I'll pick you up by 7. Wear something nice and comfortable. x love you babe

Wait, it's our first month? I didn't get him anything. Damn, I'll make it up to him tomorrow.

I rolled out of bed and decided to take a shower. I wonder where he's taking me.

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Feeling nervous, I straightened my plain red dress, and inhaled deeply. I am never this nervous when it comes to dates, but Nick has a different effect on me.

I put on light make up (weird because I never put make up as well), but I just have to look good for him. What the hell is wrong with you Jane? Incase you forgot this is a game.

I hate it when my mind is right. But yes, this is only just a game.

Heading downstairs, my dad is sitting there with mom. My mother gasped as she sees me. “Honey! You're so beautiful!”

“Thanks mom, too much? Or...?” I spun around for her to examine how I look.

“Perfect!” she said with glee. My mom gave me a tight warming hug, and I can feel the baby is happy for me too.

I glanced at my father with such worried look, “Dad, please say something.”

“If that boy hurts you again, I'll hang his head on our wall.”

“Daddy...”

“But you are beautiful.”

A smile cross on my face at my dad's comment. It wasn't long the doorbell rang. I inhaled and keep my cool and answered the door, revealing me my good looking boyfriend. “Hey.”

“Hey. Good evening, you look stunning.” I can't hide the blush even though I put on some light blush on. He tilted his head, he started to look nervous. Looking behind, I saw my dad with a scary-overprotective looking face. “Oh, good evening sir.”