As Long As You Need

25-Date Night*

It's Sunday morning. 

Chelsea ended up staying the night, which meant I barely got any sleep. They go at it like rabbits.

Currently I am laying in my bed, trying to sleep. I think I heard Chelsea and Brady head down stairs for breakfast. Right before I finally drift off my phone goes off. I groan rolling over in my bed and picking up my phone checking the message. 

Little Bitch: What r u doing tn?

Me: Nothing why?

Little Bitch: Great, we're going out 

Me: We are?

Little Bitch: Yep

I bite my lip before sending my next message

Me: Like a date?

The text bubble pops up before disappearing. I sit there for a moment before I see him respond. 

Little Bitch: Of course ;) 

Me: How should I dress?

Little Bitch: Ummm....how ever you want. It's not fancy. See u at 7

Me: Ok see you later. 

I set my phone on the bed squealing. Noah and I are going on a date. 

A date. 

With Noah.

Ahahahahhaa

I reach for my phone and go to text Delilah to let her know what's happening tonight. Just as I pull up her contact I freeze. She doesn't want to know. I set down my phone my shoulders sagging. 

Getting under the covers I fall asleep.

***

Waking up I look at the time. 

6:12 P.M. 

My eyes widen and I jump out of bed. He'll be here at 7. 

Getting out of bed I head to the bathroom jumping into the shower. I quickly wash my hair and body before shaving. 

Once done I get out and decide to blow dry my hair, I turn on the straightener and do my makeup. I put on some mascara and concealer, before adding blush and some lip gloss. I go through my closest grabbing my blue short sleeve dress. 

I put on my blue Victoria secret underwear set before putting my dress on. I check the time. 

6:39 P.M.

I run into the bathroom straightening my hair and styling my bangs. Then I spray my self with my perfume and put on my Air Force 1's. 

My phone dings and I look at it. 

Little Bitch: In my car down the street. Brady's home didn't want him to think something.

I grab my purse before heading down the stairs. 

"Where are you going?" Chelsea asks from the living room. I turn to look at her. Her and Brady are sitting on the couch watching a movie. 

I roll my eyes, "None of your business." she just glares at me, "She just asked a question." Brady said annoyed.

"And I answered." I said before heading outside before either of them can say anything. 

I walk down the street and spot Noah's car. When I get closer I see him in the drivers seat, he's leaning against the headrest drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. His hair is messy as always and he's wearing a navy blue sweater, I can see the collar of his button up shirt poking out of the top.