𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙 // 𝖚𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖞𝖆𝖙𝖙

5

"I wanna feel good too"
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We're driving through downtown Atlanta. It's a beautiful sunny day. I'm looking out the window as Urban focuses on the road, "So what do you do for work?" He says not looking away, "really? Clearly you pay no attention to me." I say pouting and looking away, Whatchu mean Ma?" I face him, "you already asked me this and I told you" "Oh shit my bad..." Now it's just awkward silence. "I'm sorry Ma. I'll remember next time." I nod my head. Wait a minute, what is he apologizing for? We're not dating or anything so why...? Why am I so upset about someone who's still kind of a stranger to me remembering something about me? That's when it hit me. My stomach dropped. I like this fool. Goddamnit. I shake my head trying to clear my thoughts when he turns and looks at me, "You okay Ma?" I avoid eye contact, "y-yeah. I'm chillin" "You better be because we're going out." I smile a little, "where we going?" "Buffalo Wild Wings" I frown. "Well where do you wanna go then? Ungrateful ass" He says playfully, "Applebees" He glances at me in disgust, "The hell is wrong witchu" I act playfully offended, "what its good. And its cheap. We both know that's important to you." He raises an eyebrow, "Watch tryna say Ma?" I quickly look the other way, "You calling me broke?" I laugh, "you said it not me hun" He scoffs, "Broke? Okay, let's go somewhere "broke" then." He says driving past all the regular restaurants like Red Lobster, Olive Garden, etc etc.
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We pull up to this fancy looking restaurant. I can't read the name because its in cursive but I think it says "Blossoms?" Yeah I don't know. The path up to the entrance is lined with roses. We walk inside to marble floors and greek paintings all over the ceiling and walls. Goddamn these walls would be bomb for some pictures. We walk up to the hostess, "Hi! How many are dining with us?" Urban looks at me, "2 please". The hostess nods, "Aright! Follow me this way." We follow her through the restaurant. The seats are clean white with led lights lining them. She seats us at a glass booth by a wall of light pink and yellow roses. It's just us in this section. Very secluded and quiet. She gives us our menus and gets our drinks. I start looking over the menu, "So, who's broke?" I smile, "I never said you were." He rolls his eyes, "But you implied it Ma" "false" I say sipping my sweet tea, still in the south after all. I look around for something to talk about, "I feel so underdressed" I say, breaking the silence, "Whatchu mean Ma? You look fine." I look up at him, "Fine as in goddamn shawty or fine as in okay?" He chuckles, "Fine as in fine Ma." I frown, "And you look like cartoon character" I say with a smirk, "Girl if you don't-" He gets interrupted by the waiter coming back to the table, "What can I get started for you? Appetizers?" I look at Urban, He looks back at me, "Whatchu want Ma?" My face gets hot as I look down at the menu, "o-oh uh I'll have the um uh" I say stammering, "We'll have the Garlic truffle Bread Please" Urban says. The waiter nods, "I'll have that right out for you guys hang tight" and she walks away. "Why would you do that?" I ask with a genuine pout, "Im sorry Ma. I didn't know you'd react like that. I won't do it again." I let out a sigh as he pats the space beside him. He wants me to sit next to him? Well that's just weird but fuck it. I stand up and walk over to his side and sit down. I still have a little frown on my face, "If it makes you feel better, that was the cutest shit ever" He says with a comforting smile. I smile a little, "thanks. I didn't feel that cute tho" I say sighing and frowning again. He grabs my hand under the table and holds it. I glance at him, wondering why the hell we can just act like this when this is literally my second time seeing him in real life. It's like I've known him forever. I feel so comfortable around him. He interrupts my thinking, "Tell me about yourself Ma. I wanna know more about you." I turn and look at him, "whatchu mean?" I ask, "I don't know, where you're from, what you like to do, what you don't like, fuck it your favorite color. Dates are about getting to know someone." The butterflies in my stomach spread their wings once again. Date?? Date? Oh my god I was kidding earlier when I said my "date" with urban. But this is what I wanted and Im happy, just surprised. I open my mouth to speak when my phone dings.
"504-584-2383": Hey beautiful. It's loren, from 7/11
Holy shit I forgot about her. I didn't thinks was deadass. Her message makes me smile. I go to text her back:
hey lol :)
Loren: What you up to?
nun. hbu?
I hear Urban scoff, "Nothing? Really?" Oh shit. "Fuck urban I'm sorry" I say looking down "if you had a man why you aint tell me Ma?" I sigh, "It's not what it looks like, I don't have a boyfriend. It's a girl I met at the gas station on the way to the park. Its nothing, really. I wasn't thinking when i just texted her back." wait a minute... "its not what it looks like?" Why am I explaining myself like I jus got caught cheating or something. We're not dating and i have no ties to this man but for some odd reason I feel the need to explain everything to him to keep him happy. This love crush shit is so fucking weird. "You're into girls?" Urban asks nervously, "I like everyone and everything Urban" I say putting my hand on top of his, "So you're single and saving yourself for me?" I do a double-take, "what'd you say boy?" He laughs to himself "Nothing Ma" he says squeezing my hand. This is really the dude I'm falling for?
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I had fun writing this lolllllll can someone comment to let me know that I'm reaching people plsss🥺😩
xoxoxoxox <3