Forever and Always

Chapter 43

"I swear to Chuck and all things angel, I will gut this dude like a fish if he flirts with me one more time." Y/n grumbled.

I laughed and looked up at her.

"Glad I wasn't the only one thinking it." I laughed.

She smile at me.

Not a minute later, Oliver came back to the table with our drinks. He sat the glasses down on the table and resumed flirting with Y/n, only talking to me when he had to.

"What will you be having to eat tonight?" He asked Y/n.

"I'll have the (y/f/f)." Y/n replied, closing her menu.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I am sure." Y/n spoke through gritted teeth.

I balled my hand into a fist underneath the table.

"That's a lot of food and it has a lot of calories. Are you sure you don't want a salad or something like that? Wouldn't want you gaining weight now, would we?" Oliver chuckled slightly, thinking that what he said was actually funny.

"Excuse me?" Y/n asked.

"You know, girls as beautiful as you should be eating salads and things like that. Seeing as you are only liked because of your bodies." He spoke before looking to me. "Am I right?"

What the hell?!

"No, you are not right. What the he-" I started but Y/n stopped me.

Y/n stood up in front of him. She was at least two inches taller than him and it was hilarious. She grabbed her drink from off the table and held it up in front of him.

"I think you've got me all wrong." Y/n started.

Oliver just looked at her like she was still just some piece of ass.

"See, I don't give a fuck what you think what I should eat. I will eat whatever the hell I choose and if you have a problem with that, you can go to hell. I didn't ask for your input on my decisions so I suggest you keep it to yourself. I'm not afraid to kick a little boy with a big ego, like you, where it hurts most. In fact, I just might."

Y/n placed her hands on his shoulders and rose her knee up, kneeing him in the crotch. He doubled over in pain and let out a pained groan. Y/n leaned down and whispered into his ear.

"I suggest you keep that jelly bean you call a penis, in your pants next time." She whispered before raising her drink up above his head.

She slowly poured it onto his head, soaking his hair and staining his white shirt. A security guard approached us and grabbed my arm.

"I'm gonna have to ask you both to leave." He spoke.

Y/n grabbed her crutches and I stood up from where I was watching, brushing the guard's hand off my arm as I followed Y/n out of the restaurant and back to where I had parked the car. I helped her in before heading over to my side and doing the same.

There was a silence between us for a good two seconds after I closed my car door before we both burst into laughter. It was a solid minute or two before we stopped laughing and actually said something.

"That was pretty badass." I informed, looking over to Y/n with an admiring smile.

"Thanks." She laughed.

"What about that security guard though?" I started. "I'm gonna have to ask you both to leave." I copied, making my voice deeper.

"I swear that was like something out of a really bad story." Y/n laughed.

"I know right? What was the author thinking?" I asked.

"She's running out of ideas and sucks at writing about dates."

(It's true)

"What are we even talking about?" I laughed.

"I have no idea."

I grabbed my keys out of my pocket before putting them into the ignition and starting the car, pulling out of the parking lot and onto the road. A few minutes into the ride, I reached over and laced my fingers with Y/n's. She smiled and gave my hand a tight squeeze before returning to looking out of her window.

Not too long after we started driving, we arrived at some restaurant in which we got take out from to take back to our apartment.

Another few minutes later, we arrived back home. I parked the car and got out, heading over to Y/n's side and helping her out. I grabbed the take out bag from her and walked behind her into the building. I handed her my keys and she unlocked the door, letting us both in.

"Ya know, we really should get you your own key." I spoke.

"I don't really go anywhere on my own so I don't really need one." Y/n replied.

When we walked into the apartment, May was sitting on the couch, doing something on her laptop.

"We're home!" I shouted.

"You guys are back early." May stated.

"Yeah, we kinda got kicked out of the restaurant." Y/n informed.

"You what?"

"Our waiter was being an complete jerk so Y/n kneed him in the nuts and poured her drink on his head." I told.

May looked to Y/n.

"I had a good reason. He was flirting with me for the entire night, being a dick to Peter, and after I told him my order, he said, and I quote, "That's a lot of food and it has a lot of calories. Are you sure you don't want a salad or something like that? Wouldn't want you gaining weight now, would we? You know, girls as beautiful as you should be eating salads and things like that. Seeing as you are only liked because of your bodies.""

"Okay, where is this boy? I want to give him a piece of my mind." May asked.

"He's crying on the floor of the restaurant." I blurted.

Y/n laughed, as did May.

We all ate and talked for a while before May decided to go to bed and Y/n and I just relaxed on the couch, watching some more Supernatural.