Hidden Desires

CHAPTER 26: DINNER?

Jason's pov

Nervous. I'm so fucking nervous. I didn't plan to ask her out, it just happened in the moment. Bloody brilliant. I'm running around losing my mind because I really want to impress her and convince her that even though she's not my dad's type for me, she's my type and the funny thing about that is I don't even know much about her but I know she's enough for me. I take out my smartphone and dial the only number worth dialing at a time like this. "Hey, what's up", Zayn answers on the second ring allowing my growing frustration to dissipate. "Hey, um could you help me with something", I ask anxiously. I didn't plan to tell him I asked her out because it would prove him right that I like her and as much as I think I do, I'm not sure it's worth Zayn's 'I fucking knew it, Jason and Lyla sitting in the tree' ridicule like the 5 year old he is. Fucking idiot.

"Yeah, anything", I suck in a breath and prepare to state what I want without letting out what I don't want him to know. "So hypothetically, let's say if I were to be going out somewhere with Lyla-" and before I can continue he rudely interrupts. "Hypothetically like a date or what", I clench my jaw in frustration and realise this charade is not going to get me anywhere and I decide to just play along. "Right! Like a hypothetical date where we hypothetically dress up and go to dinner and hypothetically converse whilst spending hypothetical time with each other", I finish and await his response. It takes a few frequently quick heartbeats before he responds.

"Okay now I see the...hypothetical but hypothetically where is the problem?" I intake a sharp breath and stop my pacing so I can sit down and hopefully calm my heart. "Okay so um, hypothetically what would I wear to impress her you know...hypothetically", he chuckles at my response and I feel my heart relax knowing he now understands what all the fuss is about. It's not like I've never been around women or been on dates with women after Olivia. I have it's just they were just flings at the time, and we had agreed to not have anything serious. But this, this is something serious to me. It may just be a date for Lyla but for me, it's a way I can get closer and get to know her. What she likes and dislikes. What she hates with all her heart and what she's passionate about. I want to know her dreams and wishes, her values and morals. I want to know what makes her click, I want to know what intrigues me about her because as much as I know about her it's not enough for me to be acting the way that I am.

"I already know about the whole thing Jace, check your closet, I've placed an important and time consumely wrapped box just for you...and...good luck man", I smile while throwing my fist in the air to the luck I've been granted on this fine evening. "Thanks man, it means a lot", I say and mean it. He's my best friend, we've been through times where we felt like failures, times we felt like winners, times where we were sure we were going to die and die alone but we've pushed through and our friendship has survived this long because of it. "Wait, Jason you know you're my best friend in the whole wide world and I'm saying this because we're boys you and I and I care about you and you're well being. So I have 2 things to say to you", I tense up knowing exactly what he's going to say, the lousy kindergarten song sang by children. "She really cares about you man, take good care of her and don't mess up because I won't be there to save you from her wrath", he says shocking me. I didn't intend to hear such maturity from him and it made me want to impress her even more because if Zayn feels this way about her then she must be special. I saw it in her from the beginning anyway. "I will, she's special and I'll treat her as such", I reply, letting thoughts about her break out a smile on my face that I don't even notice until Zayn replies. "Good and one more thing. Lyla and Jason, sitting in a tree. K.i.s.s.i.n.g-" I hang up knowing exactly what he's like. Damn you, you bastard.

I put my phone down and open the box left there and there I open it up to a stunning suit. Velvet in texture but Black in shade. I had already showered and been standing in a towel as I assess the contents in the box. I wear each piece of the suit one by one until it's fitted right onto my body, tailored I presume. The silk white shirt fits perfectly around my chest showing off my time spent well physique as it's paired with a velvet black vest and matching blazer firmly suited atop my body. Well tailored black velvet formal pants that shape my legs quite well. I look within my walk in closet for my saint laurant black shoes to fit perfectly with the suit. I slick my hair back and check myself in the mirror before I prepare for my leave.