evan peters preferences & imagines

twenty first birthday - tate langdon

(Picture of Lana's dress above.)

The dress I was wearing hugged my curves tightly.  It was black and lacy, and I absolutely adored it.  Tate was taking me out on my 21st birthday, but I promised him I wouldn't get to shitfaced.  I finished curling my hair and did my makeup.

My phone vibrated on my dresser and I checked it.

Tate: I'm on my way to get you.  I love you Lana. x

Me:  Okay babe. I love you too. x

Tate and I have been dating for about 5 months now.  He asked me out on the day of junior prom and I couldn't be anymore happier to be honest.  The girls always swooned over him when we went to school, but they'd also give me looks cause he was with me.  It bothered me for a few months until Tate assured that he wasn't gonna leave me for them.

I heard the doorbell ring and my stomach was dancing in butterflies right now.  He still gave me the chills and blushes every time I saw him.  He was the reason why I was alive right now, he saved me from my demons and continued helping me fight them.

I grabbed my overnight bag and headed downstairs.  My parents mainly were always out on business trips so this lead to me and Tate spending the night at each others houses, tonight I was gonna stay with him cause who knows how drunk I'll get tonight. 

"You always look beautiful Lana." he pressed a kiss to my lips, sending shivers down my spine.  

"You always look handsome, Mr Langdon."  I giggled, holding my hand in his as we got to the car. 

He put my overnight bag in the backseat and opened the passenger door for me.   I got in and straightened my dress out, I couldn't believe I was gonna consume my first alcoholic drink tonight. 

We arrived at the small pub bar near Fifth Berry Street.  It wasn't big, it was about fit for 20 people.  Tate knew I was clausterphobic so I didn't like being near many crowds of people or my anxiety would get up. 

I sat down at the small table as Tate went and ordered our drinks.  I've always wanted to try Fireball so he ordered 2 shots for me and him both.

He slid the shot glass across the table and we both clanked our glasses together.  I took a sip as the alcoholic liquid burned my throat a little.  I took all of the shot and put my glass down, already feeling quite a buzz.

"Alright, Lana. Let's get back to my place and watch Netflix.  Cause god knows what'll happen."  Tate carried me out to the car and put me in the backseat, letting me sleep on the way to his house.

He carried me inside his house and changed me into a pair of my pajamas.  Then he took a quick shower and we both cuddled in bed, watching a marathon of The Flash.