Save me from the darkness (boyxboy)

Chapter 7

Oliver's POV

"You're late, Mr.Quinn," Mr.James said as I walked through the door, a good thirty minutes late.

"Sorry sir, it won't happen again," He nodded pleased with my answer and continued on with what he was doing.

This morning was a disaster. Firstly I overslept, which was kind of a big deal considering I usually shower in the  mornings, and then my neighbor ran into me and spilled her soda all over me. Of course I had to go back inside and change, I can't just show up to work late and drenched in soda.

It's been a week since I had gone to lunch with Bella and Mr.Bane and it's been pretty uneventful. There have been a few meetings with Mr. Bane and Mr.Anderson but Stark hasn't said anything on the lunch date he mentioned a week back.

I sighed and got back to work just wishing the day to be over (even though it just started). The day passed with little activity, nothing out of the ordinary, and before I knew it, it was over. I packed up and was about to head out when I got a text from Bella asking me to come to her desk real quick. That's weird, she usually comes to my desk or meets me in the lobby.

I shrugged off Bella's weirdness and headed up to her floor. I walked up to Bella's desk and notice her standing there ready to leave with her stuff.

"Hey Bella, what did you need?" She glanced around nervously and bit her lip.

"I was just... wondering how your cat was doing!" She said, obviously lying.

"He's fine, now why did you really call me up here?" I replied, calling out her lie.

She feined hurt "What? Can't a friend ask how another friends cat is doing without being questioned?" She said trying to look innocent, but I could see straight through her.

"Okay, what do you really wan- " I was cut off by Mr.Bane's door opening and the man himself stepping out.

"Oh hello Mr.Bane! Suprise seeing you here! Oh look at the time, I better go. Bye!" She rushed out of the office leaving me confused and alone with Stark.

"That was weird," I whispered, more to myself than anyone else.

"Indeed," He hummed. We stood there awkwardly for a moment before he broke the silence. "Would you like to go to dinner with me?" My heart stopped. My mouth opened and closed a few times before I finally spoke.

"E-Excuse me?" He couldn't have possibly asked me that. He chuckled a bit.

"Will you go out to dinner with me?" Yep he just asked that.

"Right now?" He answered my question with a nod. He looked at me expectantly and I finally breathed out an answer.

"Yes,"  His face broke into a smile.

"Alright, well then, shall we?" He held his arm out like the gentleman he is and I shyly took it. 

He lead me to his car and told the driver where to go. We pulled up to a five star restaurant. I'm thinking all he knows is fancy restaurants. I looked down at my lap and started messing with my hands. Just like last week I was feeling self conscious about my attire. He must have noticed something was wrong because he lifted my chin up to meet his eyes.

"What wrong?" His voice was laced with concern. Should I tell him? It's a bit silly. I bit my lip and tried to look away but he had a firm grip on my chin and kept it in place.

I sighed and gave in, " it's just, everyone here is dressed all fancy, even you, and I'm not. I feel really underdressed,and i don't want people looking at me because of it" He stared into my eyes for a bit, it looked like he was contemplating something. He broke his gaze and unbuttoned his jacket. I looked at him confused.

He shot me a smile and unbuttoned his shirt. Now I'm really curious. He took off his button down shirt to reveal a normal t-shirt. He smiled again. "Now do you feel underdressed," a smile crept on my face. I shook my head and he grabbed my hand. " Come on, now nobody will look at you now,"

"But what about you?"

"What about me?" He asked confused.

"People are gonna stare at you now," He smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay, I'm used to it," I grinned at him "so you ready to go in now?" I giggled and nodded. He stepped out of the car and offered his hand to me. I took his hand and a slid out too. We walked in and he was right, no one was looking at me, their eyes were trained on Stark. It didn't seem to bother him, he just kept walking with his head held high and a smile on his face.

"Table for two." Stark said to the host. The host eyed him and his attire.

"I'm sorry sir but this is a five star restaurant not-" He was cut off by an older man dressed similarly to him rushing over.

"Hello Mr.Bane! It's great to see you!" The man said he pushed the other host out of the way. "Table for two?" The younger host frowned and spoke up.

"But sir he-"

"Is one of our best costumers and a very good friend of everyone here," the older man gritted out at him, obviously annoyed. He turned back to us and smiled. "Alright, follow me" He lead us to a nice secluded table. He left us, saying that our waiter would be by shortly.

Silence surrounded me and Stark. I bit my lip and looked down not meeting his eye. He chuckled and I looked up at him.
"What?" I asked.

He smiled "you're  just really cute," I blushed madly. My mouth opened and closed but I couldn't seen to find any words.

"Wh-what do you mean,"

Stark's POV

"Wh-what do you mean" wow, he's beautiful and he doesn't even know it.

"I mean you're adorable," his cheeks turned red and a small smile made its way to his face.

"No I'm not," He mumbled lowly.

"Yes you are." His eyes widened a bit.

"Did I say that out loud?"

"Yes darling, you did," He looked up at the nickname and at this point his whole face was red.

A waitress came up with menus and asked for our drink orders. Oliver being as cute as ever stuttered out his order. I couldn't help but stare at him the whole time, even when I told her what drink I wanted. Oliver just blushed and looked down. When the waitress left he finally looked back up.

"You're staring," He said looking into my eyes. I smiled at him.

"I know," I said with a bit of Cockiness.
He looked like he was about to say something but was interrupted when the waitress came back with our drinks. We continued talking about random things until the waitress cam back and took our order. Dinner went great and all I could think about when I was driving him home was how to make him mine. We arrived at his apartment building I walked him up to it. We walked in silence and when we reached his door I finally decided to speak.

"How would you like to do this again sometime, but maybe this time as an actual date?" His mouth opened and closed, almost as if he didn't know what to say. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were pink. He looked very flustered. I looked at him hopefully and waited for his answer. He finally gained his composure back and cleared his throat.

"I would love to," He breathed out so softly it sounded like a whisper. A smile broke out on my face. He said yes!

"Okay great, so I'll see you monday?" He smiled widely and nodded. We said our goodbyes and I left the building with a smile on my face.

"So I'm guessing it was a good 'date'?" My driver, Thomas, said teasingly. I laughed and shook my head.

"You have no idea,"