Bae || n.g.

Chapter 23

Ireland's POV

After Nash and I had finished our little talk with Hayes and Lat, we walked out of the apartment.

"Hey, babe?" Nash asked, after a few minutes of silence.

"Yeah?" I looked towards him.

"Let's have a little in-home date tonight. Just you and me." I nodded.

"You get home and get ready in your room and I will set it up." I nodded as we got in the car.

"I want to do something nice...and sexy..." He trailed off. I leaned over and smacked his chest.

"I'll see what I can do." I bit my bottom lip out of nervousness and interlaced our fingers while he drove.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked randomly. It had been minutes of me humming along to Justin Bieber and his abrupt laughs.

"Probably just whatever you want to make. Something easy yet simple I guess." I tapped on my chin and basically ran out of the car when Nash pulled into our parking spot.

"Why are you going so fast?" He yelled down the line of cars.

"I have a date tonight!" I yelled over my shoulder. I took the stairs instead of the elevator and made it into my apartment with time to spare. I bolted up the stairs and slammed the door to my room and locked it. With everything I needed in my arms, I ran to the bathroom to shower. Justin Bieber rang through my ears as I shaved and washed myself with Japanese Cherry Blossom scented body wash. 20 minutes later, I got out and blow dried my crazy hair straight and put some makeup on. Once that was finished, it had almost been an hour and I still wasn't dressed. I slid a pair of leggings on with a tight black crop top and a denim jacket. Sure, it was always hot outside but I can dream. I put on a pair of my Doc Martens and checked myself out in the mirror. I nodded slightly and fixed my jacket so it was slightly hanging off my shoulder. I crept to the door and opened it.

"Nash!" I yelled down.

"Yeah?" He yelled back from downstairs.

"Can I come down?"

"Just wait two seconds." I closed the door and sat on the edge of my bed.

Knock knock

I got up confused and opened the door.

"Hey! Ready?" He set my arm around his and walked me to the kitchen while I stifled my laughs.

When we turned the corner, the small square table we put up was lit by candles with rose petals covering the rest of the surface. Plates, with what looked like spaghetti on them, sat at each end of the table with wine glasses.

"Oh, Nash..." I attempted to cover my smile with my fingers and went to go sit down. He pulled my chair out for me and went around the table to sit himself down.

"You did this in under an hour?" I stared at him.

"Yeah...I guess." He rubbed the back of his neck as his face went red.

"You're so cute when you blush." I propped my head in my hand.

"Stop it!" He whined. I giggled and picked up my fork.

"This looks really good babe," I complimented. I stuck a forkful in my mouth and moaned.

"This is fantastic, Nash." His eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. "What?" I asked, wiping my face with a cloth napkin.
"N-nothing, nothing." He shook his head and whispered something to himself.

"Is this wine?" I asked, taking a sip. It was sparkling grape juice.

"No, but I thought it would set the mood." He shrugged and I nodded.