"I'm not taking you where you think we're going" Nate says.
"And where exactly do I think you're taking me?" I quickly ask.
"To some movie or dinner, I'm not about that shit," he makes a quick turn.
"Well what the fuck is with the attitude?" I ask loudly.
"Shut the fu-
My alarm goes off and quickly open my eyes to realize all was just a weird and not so great dream. I couldn't help but ponder what just ran through my unconscious mind. Was that supposed to be like a warning or a sign for tonight?
I go downstairs and to my surprise the house is all mine for the afternoon, mom and dad left a note explaining that they needed to run some errands.
Quite some time passes and it's roughly 5 pm. I begin to prep myself to look a little better than I did at the moment so that Nate wouldn't see me in a frightened like state, as he did the first time.
First things first, I need to shower. I hit play on one of my favourite playlists before stripping down and heading into the shower. The music was blaring so loud that I couldn't hear a thing other than that and the water splashing my face. Let alone the fact that my phone was on silent and I couldn't tell that I had been missing messages.
Finally, I get out of the shower, dry off and check my phone. Five messages from Nate.
"Hey"
"Still good for tn?"
15 minutes pass.
"Arabella?"
"Everything ok?"
"Ok, sorry, sent lots of msgs, but msg me when you see em"
Damn, must've scared him and I didn't mean to. I quickly start typing.
"Hey Nate, sorry if I worried you haha, I'm fine, I was just showering but yeah we're good tonight!" I sent.
Within minutes of sending that, I got a response.
"No worries, can't wait to see you" he wrote.
"See you in roughly an hour :)" I replied.
And onto finishing my look, he still hasn't told me where we're going so I don't want to be over dressed, but also not under dressed.
I pull a pair of light blue high waisted jeans out of my closet, and pair that with a plain black lace up crop top. Either a pair of nude flats or white converse would be perfect to finish it.
Then I curl a few pieces of my hair and put some makeup on. Just a bit of foundation, concealer and focus on the eyeshadow with a cool winged cat eye. I complete it with some chapstick.
I look at the clock at it's nearing 8:00, and bam, a knock at the door.
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FanfictionMy name's Arabella, and I'm finally 18 years old. I've been waiting for this forever, this means that I can now go on and do whatever the hell I want. I mean, tattoos, piercings, you know, all that jazz. I love that kind of stuff, but sadly my paren...