To The Beat // t.h.

6

"What?" This time you made sure not to make any sudden movements to save your food and drink on the table. Did he really say that? But he didn't clarify himself, he just smirked, enjoying your flushed expression a little too much. He put a fry in his mouth and still ate it with that smug smirk. You just went and ate some of your own fries, avoiding eye contact with him. You just needed a second to sort your thoughts.

That second lasted a little longer, but at least you had the food to use as an excuse to avoid "awkward silence".

"So do you play any instruments?" he asked. You looked up to see that he had almost finished his burger. When you saw the dish being brought up, you thanked yourself and any god watching out there that you didn't choose to order one. It was absolutely massive, meaning you would make a complete mess out of yourself—a sight for no one to see but your tv screen on a lonely night.

"Uh, I can play a few notes on the piano but all very beginner's level." You dipped a fry in your milkshake.

"Like what?" He seemed genuinely interested.

"Uhm.. the Flintstones theme song, for one. There was more, but I haven't played in ages, so I doubt I remember anything."

"Flintstones, huh, nice." He took the last bite of his burger. Knowing how weird it is to look at someone when they're eating, you looked out the window for a second. It was dark outside, and the rain had come back, letting all the street lights reflect in the asphalt.

You both finished the remains of your fries and milkshakes while making some more small talk. You got up simultaneously from the booth. Was it over now? You hoped not. You didn't want to say goodbye.

You grabbed your things while Tom paid for the food. Then you realised he had left his cap on the table so grabbed it too. But your hands were already full, so you decided to just put it on. Backwards, just like he had been wearing it through the evening.

"It looks good on you," he commented when you met at the door.

"Thanks," there was the heat up your cheeks again. "And thank you for everything else, I had a really great night." you were about to take the hat off to give it back, but he stopped you.

"It doesn't have to end here, darling." He said softly. For a second, it felt like your heart had stopped altogether. How you hoped he would say that, and then he did.