Dan Howell Imagines ••

PJ Imagine-Going On A First Date

Imagine...

You're a young, youthful 24 year old who needs a little excitement in your life. Oh don't get me wrong, you go to school, hang out with your friends on weekends, email your parents, but you just needed something extra in your life to keep you grounded. A boyfriend, you needed a boyfriend. All your girl friends have one, and all your guy friends are taken, so you decided today was the day.
Maybe. Last year, at the exact same time, you thought the exact same thing. So you tried that "Match.com" or whatever, and ended up meeting a 46 year old man at a park.
Never Again.
So this time you trusted your best girl friend Allisa to hook you up with someone she goes to school with. She's taken, but she says he's really cute and quite the gentlemen. She also said that he makes some 'productions on YouTube.'
But you were too scared to look up his channel. What if he was way out of your league? Or what if his channel sucked? -stop-You tell yourself. Think positive, and everything will be fine. I'm sure he's great-you think to yourself.

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You're dressed up all fancy, in a cute short pink dress, with a nice white clutch.
(Outfit Here: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/474x/fd/23/58/fd2358a0690df3400d690125dc8ca177.jpg . If you can't see it or copy and paste link Google 'pink night out outfit' and pick one you like)

You are a classy girl, who likes to dress modestly, but that doesn't mean you can't still look hot. You hope this guy is classy too.
Allisa texted you about an hour ago that he wanted to take you to really expensive and really fancy restaurant. Apparently most people have to book a month in advance just to get on the waiting list. It sounded so high-end and romantic. You could just imagine the chandeliers, and satin silk tablecloth.
•Buzz• Taxi's here. Time to go. 'Wish me luck' you say to your little doggie Tucker.

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Wow. This restaurant really is the fanciest, most elegant place you've ever been too. You can't help but look around googly-eyed while sitting at your table. 7:59. You can't' help it, you like to be early, even if that's the guy's job. All your nerves go away as you sip on some fantastic red wine, taking the whole place in. Suddenly, you someone being escorted to your table.

~
The waiter leaves and you're left with this handsome young boy, who looks around your age. He isn't a hunk, but his curly hair, his jawline and his cute smile is already so cute. And he's wearing a tux. Aw. He seems like quite the gentlemen already.

"Sorry I'm late." He says.
"Actually it's 8:00 sharp so you're just fine" You say with a smile.
"I admire A lady who comes early. Most guys are left with the stereotype that they must come early, and the female can come up to half and hour late." He replies. Oh my god. I love him-you think to yourself-He's smart and cute.
"Wow. It's nice to take a break from all those jerk guys in the world who think that shaping their underwear off and cat-calling is the best thing." You say.
You see him blush. Does he not know how kind he is?
"I mean, wow. This really is amazing. I hate to say it, but I'm a sucker for fancy places and jewelry. It's just all so amazing what human revolution can do in such a short time. Like how wealth back in Egyptian days were just wearing sandals while everyone else was barefoot. Oh wow, I'm rambling on now aren't I." You blush. He must think you're such a nerd. A hot nerd...but a nerd.
He just stares at you speechless. "You are literally like a girl version of me." He says with a smile. "Oh uh, not that like..uhm.not in a weird way of course, I just meant...like...that.." He starts blushing and apologizing, and before you know it you're bursting out laughing at his rambling.
"Don't worry," you say after wiping a year away from laughing. "I totally get what you mean." You say with a humbling smile.
"I'm P.J." He smiles back.
"I'm (Y/N)" You can't help but think he's far more attractive than you thought before. His eyes are so sparkly. I could get lost in them-you think to yourself. This is going to be a great night.

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Hours later you've both left the restaurant and he's walking you to a cab. He's been a gentleman all night, and you couldn't of had a better time. You too were just perfect for each other. Finally you get to a cab and P.J. opens the door for you.
"I had an absolutely striking night with you (Y/N). I really hope we can do this again sometime soon. " P.J. Says with his cute smile.
"Me too." You reply sitting in the cab. As the car starts to drive away, it's almost as if you'd died and gone to heaven. You finally found that 'it' that needed in your life. And his name is P.J.

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Really hope you enjoyed this one. I wanted this to feel very classy and elegant. I might write another one with more...less-nerdy small talk and you dress in a nice black dress or something. Please comment what style (elegant, bar, etc) and any requests and stuff like that message me! Thanks for reading :) don't forget to follow me to see what's next!