"So you'll tolerate it on another date?"

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The North American leg of the Take My Hand tour had reached it's end in late July. As promised, Calum sent Fiona a text asking for her address and telling her to wear something a little casual but hot. Fiona was going to reply with: wtf does that mean? but decided against it.

Her Outfit

It's 3:30 p

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It's 3:30 p.m. and Fiona is pacing around Aria's penthouse, waiting for Calum to text her that he's waiting in the parking garage.

When he does, Fiona literally grabs her phone and purse and runs out. The elevator always seems to go slow when you're in a hurry. She always gets anxious for the first date. There are things you can observe in the first date that will give you a heads up about how other future dates will go and what they'd be like as a boyfriend. She's been on six "first" dates total and only two of them worked into relationships. Fiona was younger but she should've picked up more on the lack of shared interests between her and Elijah or how her and Trevor's date went too smoothly. But Fiona didn't blame herself for not picking up on that last one, not when you hope that a first will run perfectly.

Fiona had no idea what to expect going into a date with Calum. The situation was different from all others for a few reasons. For one, the two already had sex, which wasn't a bad thing, Fiona knew going into it how he was in bed. While she's had surprise dates before, she's never been asked to dress so casually for a first date. Not that she minded and not that the outfit was made up of sweats, just different. She liked this different. And there was one more thing...oh yeah: Fiona has been attracted to Calum Hood for eight years and is a major fan.

He's in the parking garage leaning up against his black Rolls-Royce(bro is that even his car? I know almost every fanfic has him driving one). Too busy looking down on his phone, Fiona took the moment to check him out without worry of a cheeky comment. Calum had on a chain necklace and loose white shirt that was sleeveless, showing off his tattoo covered arms. Her eyes traveling further down his outfit to black, baggy jeans and a pair of doc martens.

"Did you wear the platforms so you were undoubtedly taller than me tonight?" Fiona asks, pulling Calum's face away from his phone at the realization she was there.

A burst of joy sparks through Fiona when he immediately grins at her, a smile that freezes as his eyes take in her outfit.

"Course I did, Gorgeous," Calum holds his arm out for Fiona to take and leads her to the passenger side of the car.

He opens the door for her too, "Ma'lady."

Fiona giggles at his dorkiness, but once she climbs in and waits for Calum to circle around to the driver's side, she thinks back to the other dates. They all played the part of a gentleman mostly. All charming at first, especially Trevor. Trevor was always charming, still was. To everyone. She winced and mentally shook herself to get the thought of her head. Calum wasn't like that. He wasn't after her for the sex, they were past that. He was the one that admitting wanting more first.

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