I love this song...

Part two: sounds so good to me

Several nights later I got the courage to call his number. I had been thinking about him constantly ever since our interaction at the bar. To my surprise he answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi, uh this is Beth from the bar the other night, my friend got your number for me?"

"Ah, I see."

"I hope thats ok I actually called." I was shitting my actual pants while talking to this man.

After a few seconds of silence he said "Yes, yes I wanted you to call! But why did you wait so long?"

"Oh, uh I don't know I guess I didn't want to seem crazy by calling you the very next day, despite desperately wanted to of course." I said in a joking tone.

"Of course." He said with a laugh "so, what are you doing tonight?"

It was 9 o'clock on a Saturday night and I was literally in my bed about to go to sleep. "Oh, no plans yet."

"Hmmm, interesting, I have no plans... you have no plans..."

"Super interesting, are you intending to change that?"

"Only if you want me to."

HELLO??? I am freaking out, what do I say to that... after a few seconds of silence I answered with. "I might send you my address and if you happen to show up I guess I'll have plans."

"Huh, that'd be crazy if I showed up, in lets say... thirty minutes!" He said in a hurry then hung up immediately after.

WHAT. I don't even know his name yet. I was freaking out so much I texted Sarah and told her everything. Sarah being Sarah told me to "lock in", gosh she is corny, and wear a cute outfit. So I searched in my closet for something cute that I could wear anywhere. I landed on a pair of jeans and a random top. I was ready at 9:15 but then I decided to curl my hair to look a bit more put together as if I wasn't just barely watching Gilmore girls in pajamas. (That sounded cliche but it was true.) 9:30 came around and nothing, he wasn't here. I thought about texting him but I was trying to not seem super crazy even though I was on the verge of tears. 9:30 left same with 9:45. Of course he didn't show up. We were just joking around, I'm literally so dumb. Then as I was about to take off my outfit and go to sleep I heard a knock on the door at 10pm on the mark. When I tell you I ran to that door, my ass was sprinting. I looked out the window to see him, the finest man known to earth, with a big bouquet of flowers. White roses, my literal favorite flower, how did bro know that? After waiting a couple seconds I opened the door.

With a smile he said "Hi!,"

"Hey, I didn't think you'd actually show up."

"I'm so sorry." He said with a frown

"For what?"

"For being late? I said thirty minutes and I took an hour. For our first date that's pretty shitty of me. But I had to make sure I didn't come empty handed." He said presenting me with the flowers.

Hold on this is actually a date?

"It's ok, I promise." With a grin I moved my eyes to the flowers, "are those for me?"

"Nah I just like to have flowers with me at all times, they make a great weapon."

"Well, they just so happen to be my favorite weapon." I said taking them from his hands and leading him inside.

"Well they are the best flower." He said rolling his eyes and smiling.

I nodded, while laughing, and put them in a vase with water while he took a seat at my table. I was blushing like crazy, I cannot handle this right now it's too late at night for me to be freaking out over a man I've just met 4 days ago.