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Chapter Nine // Date and Late Night Advice

I bit my lip reading the draft again. I found the mistake and fixed it, and then there was a Skype call.

I answered the call and Brendon was there with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Brendon asked as I drank my cup of tea.

"I was writing," I answered and Brendon smiled. "What were you doing?"

"I was just writing with the guys," Brendon answered. "I miss you."

"We saw each other yesterday," I smiled and Brendon shrugged.

"But I miss you, want to go on a date tonight?"

"Yeah, sure," I nodded.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at seven, dress nicely, bye babe," Brendon smiled.

• • •

I rushed around as usual, grabbing my phone then shoulder purse, almost running to the door.

I opened the door and Brendon's face lit up. "You look beautiful," he smiled as I closed my front door.

Brendon pulled me into a hug, his hands on my hips as our lips connected, making my stomach explode.

"Let's go," Brendon grabbed my hand.

We got to the restaurant, which was an expensive one that I've never been to.

"Have you been to this one?" Brendon smirked and I shook my head laughing. "For memories."

We walked up to the lady, and she smiled at us. "Name?"

"Urie, U-R-I-E," Brendon replied and the lady nodded.

"Right this way," She smiled.

The lady set the menus down, and our table was right by the window. Outside there were lights covering the brick roads, and puddles from the rain last night.

"Like it?" Brendon asked as we sat down.

"It's incredible," I smiled, and Brendon nodded.

"It had to be," Brendon shrugged.

"No it didn't, it could've been McDonald's," I stated and Brendon laughed.

"Hi I'm Sharon, I'll be your waiter tonight, is there any drink you guys would like to start out with?" The waitress asked.

"I'll have the sparkling champagne, off the chef's choice," Brendon replied and he turned to me.

"I'll have the same," I responded, and once she walked away I turned to Brendon. "I just said that because I didn't check the menu."

"I just looked at the first thing," Brendon stated, and we laughed together, reminding me that I felt feelings for him and everything he does.

• • •

"Where are we going?" I asked and Brendon held my hand; afterwards putting my hand on his chest.

"Somewhere," Brendon smiled.

After a bit of walking, there was a car waiting. "What?" I laughed, and Brendon opened the door for me.