Sparks ↣ bronnor

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A/N: Dye-ing my hair black tonight.

Well the blue didn't last long

little rip to my blue hair

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Dear whoever,

I got up this morning feeling anxious.

Thankfully I didn't have to work or else I'm not sure how that would've gone.

My mind drifted off to Connor and our date tonight.

I was scared.

I was scared that it wouldn't be as perfect as I thought.

I asked Olivia to come over to help me with my outfit.

Because she is a girl and she's my best friend and I just really needed some assurance.

When she got here she had the biggest smile ever on her face and rambled on about how happy she was for me and that she had to meet Connor soon and that we should go on a double date once.

I hadn't even gone out with the boy yet.

He could still reject me.

She then helped me with my outfit which ended up to be my skinny jeans with a white shirt and a denim jacket.

Simple but affective, as she said.

Connor told me he would wait for me in the café at 7 pm and so I walked down at 5 for 7.

And he stood downstairs waiting for me with a smile covering his face.

At least I didn't trip or anything while walking towards him.

He was wearing a black tank top with a graphic on it underneath his leather jacket.

His hair looking perfect as always, unlike my messy curls.

I'm a mess.

But he looked perfect.

And he hugged me before we went out to walk to his apartment downtown.

It was a bit awkward at first because I didn't really talk but he seemed fine with it and just shared some random information with me.

And then we got to his place and it was beautiful.

Everything I expected it would be.

I took it upon myself to carefully look at his apartment and taking in everything.

His furniture was mainly black and white and he had a few plants scattered across the place.

He also had a skateboard carefully placed next to his door and a lizard which was placed in it's cage against the wall.

And I'm not sure why I'm telling you all this.

But he made dinner like he promised.

Spaghetti, and it was delicious.

We talked and the tension that was there before flooded away.

And for a while I didn't think about anything.

I didn't think about the fact that he was a guy and my mother would like me to be with a girl and I didn't think about the fact that my job at the café didn't quite pay for my renting costs and everything I worried about just went out the door for a bit because I was with Connor and everything about him was interesting and great.

At 11 pm he brought me home and kissed me in front of the café.

Cheesy, I know.

But very cute.

And I def like Connor.

And I'm def not straight.

-Bradley