𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎--𝐑𝐎𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐄 [Discontinued :( ]

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"Should I wear this dress or this dress?" (Y/n) held up a short red satin dress and a long black one (think of the skims one).

"Neither." Kristen deadpanned.

"That's for after the date." She replied. "This is serious. I want to look nice."

"You should be worried about whether or not he looks nice."

"Be nice." You pleaded. "Luke said he booked a nice restaurant."

"We both know he classefies McDonald's as nice."

It was 6 pm and Luke was going to pick you up in 45 minutes.

"Whatever, I'll choose the black dress instead." (Y/n) hung the red one back in her closet. "I'll call you after to tell you how the date went." She smiled.

"I still have gun eef you need."

"Bye Kristen." (Y/n) hung up the phone and sighed. She cleaned up the clothes on the floor and slipped on her dress. She chose a pair of gold stilettos, gold bangles and gold hoops.

Tonight is going to be perfect."

...............

"How do I look?" Tristan adjusted his red tie and the cuffs of his black suit.

"You look great man. I still think this is a bad idea." Grant looked him up and down with his arms crossed.

"Why are you helping me then?" Tristan slapped his friend's back.

"I believe in true love and that's what you two have."

"Ew. Never say that ever again." Tristan shook his limbs and howled. "Let's go, fine sir."

"Oh no you guys, he's using his fancy voice." Grant rolled his too blue eyes and sighed.

"Shut up man."

"Whatever, get in the car."

The boys drove in silence for the most part to the restaurant. Grant didn't ask any questions and Tristan didn't try probing any out of him.

I can't wait to see the look on that dope's face when I walk in looking smoking hot and he's going to look smoking NOT!

Okay that was a bad joke.

(Y/n)'s going to see me and be like "wow it's Tristan Thorpe his eyes are so blue!" And she's going to argue back "They're blue-green, I like looking at them in the sun."

"What's got you smiling?" Grant teased.

"What? Nothing. Keep driving."

"We're already here."

The restaurant was called Beso. There was a lineup of people outside the door and Tristan cursed.

"Please tell me you made a reservation." Grant put his head on the steering wheel and shut his eyes.

"No. Get out the car we have to make people jealous."

.............

"Aw, my favorite restaurant." (Y/n) put a hand to her chest and looked around. The decor hasn't changed a bit.

"I already asked the waiter to bring us the chef's choice. Whatever that means." Luke smiled. "I'm really glad we're doing this again." He reached over and held your hand.

You squeezed it and smiled wide.

There are those feelings! I'm not going crazy after all.