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It's date night guys!!! We have a volunteer for Ashton's girlfriend... xXmikayla02 !!!!!! Ashton hasn't even been introduced in the book yet so it'll be in a few chapters. ENJOY!(:
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Nikki's P.O.V:
I can't wait for mine and Michael's date tonight! I think he's gonna like my nose piercing. We can be that punk rock couple. I'm weird okay. I text Michael and ask him what time I need to be ready by and what to wear.
Michael:"I'll be there at 7, dress nice(;"
Okay well I have to go get a dress then. I don't typically wear dresses but it's for Michael. I drive down to the mall and walk through to find a dress store. I get lost so I call Tori and Avery. They are always together so I just call Tori.
Nikki:"Hey Tori. Would you mind coming down to the mall and helping me?"
Tori:"Sure! What are you looking for?"
Nikki:"....A dress."
Tori:"*screaming and laughter* WHAT?!"
Nikki:"Just get your asses down here and help me please. I only have 3 hours!"
Tori:"OK OK WE ARE ON OUR WAY. OMG THIS IS GOING TO BE AMAZING!"
It's only been 5 minutes and I hear loud footsteps running towards me. I am tackled to the ground by Avery and Tori. What freakoids. After we get up and recollect ourselves, we begin searching for a perfect dress. Not too fancy, but not too casual. We've been searching in every store for this perfect dress but we've found nothing. We have one more store. We all stand in front of it and take a deep breath.
"Let's do this, ladies" I tell the girls.
We march into the store and begin searching. After another hour, we find nothing. I see Avery on her phone for the past half hour. What is she up to? Oh well, I need to focus. I didn't find a dress. I'm screwed. I text Michael and tell him that I might have to wear skinny jeans and a cute shirt because I can't find a dress. He texts right away.
Mikey:"Don't worry, babe(;"
Hmm. I wonder what that's supposed to mean. I tell the girls thank you for helping and we all leave. As I'm driving I begin to feel guilty. Michael is probably going to take me somewhere fancy and I'm going to look like trash. I get home and run upstairs to my room. I feel the tears in my eyes. He is going to be so disappointed.. I walk into my room and run into a body. What the hell? I look up and see Michael. This is just like the first day that we met.
"Why are you crying?" Michael asks with concern, wiping my tears away. Oh you know, I'm just a screw up. The usual.
"You're not going to like me anymore. I disappoint everyone. Since day 1 obviously." I say referring to being adopted.
"Don't you dare say that, Nikki. Your mom had no choice, she was unfit to be a mother. What are you talking about? Why wouldn't I like you anymore?" Michael says back to me.
"I couldn't find a dress. I'm going to look like trash on our date." I say pouting.
"No you're not." He smirks. Why is he smirking?
"Why do you have that look on your face?" I ask him.
"Go look in your bathroom." He smiles at me.
I walk in my bathroom and see a beautiful dress and black heels. I gasp.
"Michael! You didn't have to! How'd you know?" I ask while hugging him tightly around the waist.
"Avery and Tori were in on it. I got your dress earlier today. I just had them stall you so I could bring it here. I hope you like it, oh and the heels. The girls told me your sizes so I didn't mess up." He tells me smiling. I walk over to him and kiss his cheek.
"Thank you, Michael. How much was it?" I ask pulling out my wallet.
"Um no thank you. Put that away. You are not paying for anything while you're with me." Michael tells me.
"Please just this one time?" I beg him.
"No. Now go get ready! I'm gonna go freshen up and I'll be back at 7!" He skips out of my room excitedly. He may be 17, but he acts like a 3 year old. I worry about him sometimes. I go and take a shower, using my Aussie shampoo and conditioner. Along with my coconut body wash, it pulls the boys. Just kidding. I get out and wrap my towel around my body. First I straighten my hair and curl the ends. Then I do my makeup. (dress, shoes, and makeup in the picture at beginning of the chapter.) Now I put my dress and shoes on, and I am ready to go! I check my phone, which is playing Nickelback again, it's 6:55. Great timing, Nikki! I gather last minute things and put them in my black clutch. I hear a knock on the front door and run down the stairs without breaking my ankles. I open the door and see Michael in his normal black skinny jeans and his all black converse, but my mouth drops when I see the white dress shirt on his torso. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. He looks hot. I guess we were checking each other out because Miyah walks by and says something along the lines of close your mouth before you catch flies.
"Nik, you look amazing." Michael says as he takes my hand in his and spins me around. I blush.
"Thank you, you look great." I tell him, making him blush this time.
"Well let's go, yeah?" He asks. I nod at him in response as we walk to his newly fixed Jeep.
He opens the door for me again, I say thank you to him and he smiles. He gets in and starts the car. We do the usual, me plugging my phone in and playing music. But today I play Skillet. We jam out until we pull up to a fancy restaurant.
"Michael, this looks expensive." I tell him.
"Nikki, it's okay. I'm not going to take you to Macca's for our first date." He tells me while laughing. We get out and walk to the door, which Michael opens for me. I blush and say thank you.
"Reservation for Michael Clifford." Michael tells the man at the podium.
"Yes, right this way." The man tells us. Michael put his hand on the small of my back as we walk to our table. He also pulls out my chair. What a gentleman.
"Thank you, Michael." I smile at him.
"No need to thank me, babe." I blush because I love it when he calls me babe. It's cute. No one has ever called me that.
"What are you going to get?" I ask Michael. He'll probably get pizza knowing him.
"You know this place has great pizza. But, this time I am going to get Shrimp Scampi Alfredo." He tells me. That's weird, I was thinking of getting that too.
"That's what I was thinking of getting too. I wonder if theirs is better than the one in America?" I tell Michael.
"Well I guess you'll find out." He smirks at me. We order our food and drinks, but Michael looks a little tense.
"Did I say something?" I ask him.
"No, it's not you. Uh my ex is here. She's very clingy and annoying. I hope she doesn't see us. If she comes over here, do not listen to a word she says." Michael tells me. This makes me feel very uncomfortable. I can feel someones eyes burning into the back of my head. I already know who it is though, so I'm not going to turn around.
"Michael. I can feel her staring at me." I tell him. He nonchalantly looks over my shoulder and then looks back at me.
"This will probably piss her off but I don't care." He says as he grabs my hands with his.
"Um excuse me-
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