Donna Troy- Date (c)

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When you first started liking your best friend as something more than a friend, you struggled to accept that anything could come from it and you definitely didn't want to risk your friendship. It didn't take long though from you liking her to Donna revealing that she actually felt the same and had done for a while. You had both struggled to accept and acknowledge your attraction to one another but finally it felt right to try and see whether there was something really there beyond a friendship.

You had both agreed that if this date went to absolute shit, you would continue to be friends but deep down you both hoped dearly that you would be happy together. For the date, you had cooked a meal for you both and once you were both ready to have a food coma, you had headed to your sofa to watch a film.

Both of you had dressed up for the date but now that you were on the sofa, you had discarded the heels, and both relaxed the zippers on your dresses to give room to be comfortable with the food babies you were both carrying.

Donna had picked out a DVD from your collection whilst you microwaved some popcorn, knowing well enough that neither of you would be hungry enough to eat anything more. With the film starting and the popcorn slightly burnt, you both curled up on the sofa together under a blanket.

"Are you okay with cuddling?" She asked.

"As long as you don't put any form of pressure on my stomach or I might barf," you responded.

She carefully wrapped her arms around you, letting you curl into one another to find some form of comfortable position to watch the film. You did your best to focus throughout the film, but your mind was on whether she felt the date had gone well, so once the credits started, you turned to Donna, wanting to know what was going on in her head.

Donna started to get herself presentable again to head home when you decided that you needed to ask her about where you stood.

"I had a really nice night," you smiled softly.

"So, did I," she said. "Maybe we could do this again, as possible future girlfriends... or just friends if that's what you want."

"I think that I'd prefer future possible girlfriends," you smiled.

"So would I."

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Written by Charlotte.

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