R Y A N
Tonight Michael invited me out to dinner for a first "date." He said he would pick me up at eight so I decided to get ready at six thirty.
After showering, I let my hair air dry before picking out an outfit.
I choose a pair of black fishnet thigh high socks and a red dress. The dress comes right before my knees so the fishnets look like leggings.
After getting dressed I do my makeup and curl my hair. It's close to eight and Michael is always late so I decided to just lay on my bed until he knocks on my door.
When it's close to 8:10 I put my boots on and move to the living room.
Me: where are you?
Mikey: sorry i'll be over in a sec
I put my phone in my purse and make sure I have everything I need before Michael knocks on the door.
"You look ravishing," I greet Michael.
He's wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, black boots and a maroon button up.
"And to you," he grins at me, taking my hand and leading me down the hall.
"You actually really do look beautiful, Ryan,"
"Thanks, Michael," I lay my head on his shoulder before we make it to his car.
"I just noticed that we kinda match," he says once we leave the apartment complex.
"Turn the car around," I joke.
"Shutup. It's cute and couple-y,"
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We make it to the restaurant and get to our table. After we order our drinks, we begin to make small talk.
"When do you go back to work?" I ask, regretting it as soon as it comes out of my mouth.
"September we're gonna start recording some songs,"
"So we have four months,"
"Ryan–"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to–"
"You're fine, I just don't want you to think of it as is being together until I go back to work," he starts. "We can't keep letting this work thing get between us. I'm positive we can make it work out. You just have to take everything a day at a time."
"Such a sap," I smile at my beautiful boyfriend.
Dinner ends quickly and we just walk around the block, exploring new stores and cafes, planning out what we should do while we're still in California together.
"Excuse me sir," Michael stops a pedestrian on the sidewalk. "Could you take our photo please?"
"Oh my god, Michael," I groan but walk towards him to pose for the photo.
He wraps his arm around my waist and I do the same but lay my head on his shoulder, smiling with no teeth and closing my eyes.
I feel Michaels lips on my temple and I begin to smile wider at his simple yet affective action.
Michael thanks the stranger before we walk back to his car.
As we're driving home I go on Instagram and see Michael posted the photo of us with the caption: my world.
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lol bye y'all
