The Date cont.

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We both got in his car and headed to Mangiare Qui, the fancy new Italian restaurant. He parked the car and got out, jogging over to my side he opened my door and helped me out.

What a gentleman. He led the way to the front of the restaurant and held the door for me, I smiled and thanked him.

I walked over to the hostess, "A table for two please."

She seated us at a booth and gave us our menus.

"What're you getting?" Will asked.

I flipped through the pages of the menu and pointed to what I wanted,

"A chicken Caesar salad and a blue raspberry lemonade, what about you?"

He cocked his head to the side, like a puppy, while he looked at his options. He looked up at me,

"I think I'm getting the 6 ounce sirloin steak and a water."

Soon after that a waitress came and we gave her our orders. Will and I talked the whole date, only stopping when we ate or took a drink. Will payed the bill even though I insisted that I could pay for myself.

We left the restaurant and headed to my house. He parked in my driveway and walked me up the stairs.

"Well I had a lot of fun Charlie."

I nodded, "I did too Will."

That date was fun I'm sad it's ending. Is he leaning in? Oh god he's leaning in for a kiss. Shit okay do the basics tilt your head, close your eyes, and pucker up.

The kiss was sweet and gentle, it was great. He bit his bottom lip and grinned, "Goodnight Charlie."

He cooly walked to his car and drove away.

Oh my god. OH. MY. GOD. That was the best kiss I've ever had, well I've only kissed Jeremy Holden because I was dared and he's nasty, but whatever it was great.

I walked inside and pulled out my phone texting my best friend, Wesley Wilder O'Keeffe,

'Hey hoe come over asap I just went on a date'.

Wes has been my best friend since before I could remember. Wes is a womanizer and a jock, all of my friends talk about how hot he is but I don't think about him that way.

He has messy brown hair, green eyes, veiny arms, and to be totally honest he's built like a brick shit house. I fell back into my couch and turned on the TV. My phone vibrated and it was a text from Wes,

'COMING! I wanna hear everything.... Everything ;)'.

I shook my head and laughed. About a minute later I heard the door open along with,

"Did you guys make out!?!?!"

Well Wes' here.



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