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Tristan Imagine; your first date

After curling your long (h/c) hair and applying your make up, you look at yourself in the mirror one last time as you ruffle your hands on your cremè dress. You had been friends with Tristan for a while and discovered a liking for eachother. You hear the doorbell ring so you take your bag and phone, slip your heels on and head downstairs.

You open the door and Tristans eyes drop.

'(y/n), you look beautiful ' he says, giving you elevator eyes. You blush at this and he smirks.

'Never going to be taller than me with heels on, nice try though' he giggles.

'Oh my god! Shut up Tris!' You say, jokingly nudging him.

He holds his hand out to you and you take it leading you to the car. He opens the car door for you and you thank him. He gets in seconds later and starts the ignition.

'Tell me where we're going?' You say, raising your eyebrows.

'Why would I do that?' He smirks beginning to drive.

'Tease' you say and he snickers.

After ten minutes of driving, you arrive at a dark place. The only thing you see is a tree and some bushes. You get out the car and once again, Tristan takes your hand leading you down a path way.

Suddenly, your eyes go wide at the sight of a beautiful bright set. There was a small dinner table and two chairs sat on the grass near a lake next to a tree. Hanging on the tree, there was fairy lights, candles on the table and the stars above. Everything looked so pretty, the water was beamed with light also.

'Tristan, whats all this?' You ask, looking at him confused.

He chuckles.

'Our first date silly, you go sit down ill be back in a sec' he says walking off to the car.

Moments later, he arrives back with your favourite bouquet of flowers. They were huge and obviously expensive.

'Tristan, they're beautiful, thankyou so much, I love them' you say taking them gratefully as he sits down.

'They cost a bloody fortune for a bouqet of flowers though' he says jokingly.

'Thankyou. Really though, you didn't have to' you say.

'(y/n), you're worth it. Plus, I know they're your favourite' he smiles.

'Wait, how do you know that?' You ask.

'Because...' he pauses, stretching across the table grabbing your hands. 'Because, I really like you, (y/n)' he smiles and you both blush.

An hour had already flown by. You had had your starter, main and desert and Tristan treated you to one glass of wine. Suddenly, Tristan stands up infront of you putting his hand out downwards. You wipe your mouth with the napkin and then place it on your lap looking at him confused.

'Will you dance with me, (y/n)?' He asks, smiling.

'Of course' you smile and stand up and take his hand.

He goes on his phone and flicks through his playlist. Finally, he picks a song. You recognize it as 'stolen moments'. You begin to slowdance.

The song finished after about three minutes. You had your head tucked into his chest as his head was rested on yours as you both held hands, arms around each other's waist and swaying in sync.

'(y/n)?' Tristan says.

'Yes Tris?' You smile.

'I-I, need to ask you something' he says scratching the back of his kneck.

'Go on then' you chuckle.

'(y/n), I really like you and uh... I was wondering, will you be my girlfriend? ' He asks biting his lip.

'I'd love to be your girlfriend Tris' you say. He smiles and plants a soft kiss onto yours whilst cupping your face as you tiptoe to reach up to him.

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