David's POV
I cannot fucking believe that Evangeline is letting me take her out on a date. As I was carrying her on my shoulder, I was thinking: She could be the one. Wait- what are you thinking, Cole? Oh, whatever. We got in my car and I dropped her off.
"I'll meet you back here at 7:33 pm sharp." I said. She nodded and kissed my cheek.
"Okay. See you there." She smiled.
"Oh! And wear something comfortable." I said. She nodded and waved as I pulled out. I arrived at the gang house and started to get things ready.
Evangeline's POV
I walked into my apartment. I took a shower and wrapped a towel around myself and and got out blue jeans, brown uggs, and a brown sweater and put it on. I brushed my long caramel with pink tips hair and put it in a side braid. I put my glasses on and checked my phone. It was 7:23 when I was finished getting ready.
"Ugh! How long will it take for him to get here?!?!" I yelled at the clock. Is it just me or does it seem that when you anticipate something the time goes slower? I watched the clock until I heard a couple of knocks on my door. I looked in the mirror, fixed my glasses, grabbed my phone, and answered the door. David stood there in a brown v neck, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, and brown boots. He's so hawwt. Is all I thought for a few.
"Shall we?" He asked, holding out his arm.
"We shall." I said, taking his arm. We walked outside and I locked my door. We walked to an old Ford pick up. (In picture.) He opened the door for me and I got in. He got in a bit after.
"So... Where are we going?" I asked.
"I'm not telling... No matter how cliché that sounds... Let's just say that I'm doing something amazing." He told me. I sighed. I used to love surprises. Used to. Ever since now. Meh. We arrived after about an hour and I saw it was dusk. He parked his truck and got out then motioned for me to follow. He pulled the tail gate down and climbed into the bed of it. He pulled out a basket and quilt and layed the quilt on the bed. He pulled out two Subway (Sponsor eagle!!) Sandwiches and opened them then put them on plastic plates. Then he got out plastic cups and filled them with red wine. I walked over and sat next to him after climbing in.
A/n there shall be a part two. Promise.
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A Gang Leader Wants Me?
Romance"I'm not Tyler's! I'm not anyone's!" I screamed. Tyler can go fuck himself. He's a mean, cruel Gang Leader. And I'm not a possession. "Well," David walked behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "What if I want you to be mine?" He whispered...
