Accidentally

5: accidentally dating

*two weeks later*

This was a very, very bad idea.

Probably a worse idea than binge watching 3 seasons of PLL the night before an exam.

Don't judge me, we've all done it.

But this, this was something I could not just wing myself out of.

"Don't stress about it talia, they'll love you, you look gorgeous."

I laugh sarcastically and nervously tuck a strand of my straightened hair behind my ear.

"You're kidding me. If there was a human version of the ugly duckling, it would look like me"

I snort and he just smirks at me. He wraps an arm around my waist and brings me into his chest. He lowers his head so that he can whisper in my ear.

"But that means you grow up to be beautiful. Which is what you are right now"

I blush and slap him in the chest. He just laughs.

"Got to admit, that was pretty smooth,"

I compliment sarcastically and he smiles.

"I just can't believe this is happening, this was a really bad idea and—"

He rests his hands on my shoulders and turns my chin so that I'm looking him in the eyes.

"They'll like you. Don't worry because even if they don't, I like you and that's all that matters"

I smile. Just as I was about to reply, the guy with the head set gestures to the stage and tells us we have a few seconds left. I feel Wes slip his hand into mine and give it a reassuring squeeze. He leans over and presses a kiss to the side of my head.

"Let's do this, together."

He looks at me and smiles and I smile back. Then we are practically pushed onto the stage. Immediately I'm overwhelmed with the amount of eyes staring at me.

I curse silently under my breath and hope that the tiny mic attached to my ear doesn't pick it up. I hear Wes chuckle beside me, and we both take a seat on the cute couch across from the host.

I smile politely and try not to squint due to the fact that the stage lights are incredibly blinding. A small applause erupts in the crowd when the host introduces the show.

"Hey everyone, and welcome to afternoons with Ally!"

Afternoons with Ally was a very famous talk show in our small town. It was the place that all teens– and some adults, turned to for the most recent gossip and news worthy stories. Ally was pretty young, about my age but that didn't stop her from being amazing at what she does. If anything it made her gain more viewers.

"Today we have with us Wesley Rivers and his mystery girl"

She runs her hand through her perfectly waved blonde hair and brings it over one shoulder. She wiggles her eyebrows at the crowd before smirking in my direction.

"I know you've all been dying to know who that girl was, well there you go! You're looking at her"

I smile sheepishly and the crowd claps and I hear a few wolf whistles. Well at least they don't seem to hate me.