"Thank you." I said as the waiter placed my pizza down in front of me. It was honestly about the size of my face. Huge! I wasted to time in shovelling it down my throat.
After the meal I offered to pay the bill with El's card so I took it and went up to the desk to pay.
"What table number?" the waiter asked and looked up. It was the one who had been serving us all night. "Ih yeah! You were table 12, I remember cause you were cute." he flirted and I blushed a little. I handed over 'my' card and slid it into the machine. I typed into the pin and the transaction went through and I was given a receipt.
"I wrote my number down, give me a call sometime." he winked and I smiled and left to go meet Louis, El and Hannah. That was cringey.
"Did that guy give you his number?!" teased Hannah and I blushed a further shade of red.
"He did?" my sister shrieked and I sighed, she had this thing with me and dating, "You are definitely not calling him!!!"
"Wasn't going to." I laughed and shoved the number into my purse were I'd probably find it a few weeks later and go 'oh, that guy gave me his number?'
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Take Me Home
Fanfiction16 years old. Lizzie is taken. Fast forward a bit. 3 years later. Lizzie escapes. Lizzie goes home. But things were never going to go back to normal. Especially when sisters, bestfriends, boysand bad attitudes are involved. //// A/N I'm so sorry...
