9| The "big date"

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"No, that's weird."
"Maybe this?"
"No, nevermind."

I was standing in front of the mirror as Angela was desperately searching for clothes I could wear for my "big date." Both Angela and Kobi had brought some of their clothes with them for me to try on, all this stress is getting me more nervous than I should be.

"How about this one?" Angela asked, showing me a dark blue button up shirt that she had brought from home. I think the shirt would look nice on her, but on me? Not a chance.

Kobi was lying down in my bed with his phone in his hands. He was scrolling desperately through apps. "Nope, way too formal he will definitely think you're trying too hard." Kobi said and squinted his eyes, getting a better look at me, then continued scrolling on his phone.

"Well, I can't have that." I mumbled as my anxiety was rising. Deep breaths Marc, deep breaths. This is why I rarely went on dates before Sylvia. I hate it when my palms get all sweaty because I have to worry about what I say or do.

Angela pouted. "Okay fine, how about this one?" This time she pulled up one of kobi's shirts. It's a sweater that's mostly black but with some green detailing on it, definitely more my style but I wouldn't know if it was considered date approved.

I glanced over at Kobi for his approval. "What do you think?" I asked since he seemed to know the most about date fashion right now for some reason.

He looks up from his phone again, squinting his eyes as if he was a rich guy at some old art gallery. "It's alright I guess, just make sure not to... spill on it." Kobis expression was teasing but with slight disgust having me look like one big question mark.

"What would I spill on it? We're going to a cinema?" I asked glaring at him casually lying in my bed. He went silent for a bit so I glanced over at Angela then back to Kobi, when his face turned silly and suddenly both of them started laughing loudly.

"What?" I switch my look between both of them slightly, dazed. "I don't get it?" I was looking confused at both of them clearly thinking about the same thing. Fuck these guys.

I rolled my eyes at them. "You guys are really helping my confidence." I say sarcastically as I signal for Angela to give me Kobis sweater.

Angela finally stopped laughing and threw the shirt to me. "Just wear it." Lucas wouldn't mind what you're wearing if he's actually into you."

"Yeah..." I feel a knot growing in my stomach. It's been so long since I've felt like this. I remember it the first few times with Sylvia but after five years of being together the feeling starts to disappear. I didn't expect to feel it again so soon after she broke up with me.

"Relax Marc," Kobi said, finally putting his phone down. "Just remember the date basics, don't talk about your ex, don't mention anything gross, and for the love of god remember your manners." Kobi says being the old man he is.

"Kobi, seriously? Marc is the guitarist in a famous band, not someone who wouldn't know manners." Angela glaring over at Kobi who just shrugged his shoulders and got even more comfortable in my bed.

I sigh and run my hand through my hair. "You guys are really making me feel good about this. What if I find out I don't like him that way?" I drop my shoulders and show both of them my sarcasm.

Angela places her hand on my shoulder trying to give me some reassurance. "Marc, that's what dates are for! It's so you can get to know one another. You shouldn't be expecting to marry." She laughs and I can't help but laugh too. I can't even shit on her reassurance because it's really helping right now.

"Yeah Marc just be yourself, just maybe a bit more charming and less stinky." Kobi jokes but all I do is send him a death glare.

"Thanks, Kobi." I say dryly. "I'll keep that in mind."

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