Klay and I had been friends for a little over 3 months. We met through our mutual friend Draymond at a social gathering and had been hanging out since. He was really cool (and very attractive) but I didn't want him to know I thought that.
It was a typical Thursday night, I was laying in bed watching Netflix and eating some chips when I heard my phone go off. I looked at my screen and saw that it was a text from Klay,
"Hey, what are you doing the 13th?"
I would always get little butterflies when Klay texted me. There was no doubt I had a crush on him. But I had to play it cool. So I waited a while before texting back, knowing I had no plans that day.
"Hmmm idk yet, why what's up?"
Within a matter of seconds he replied,
"Well the Espys are going on that day and I didn't know if you would want to be my date?"
I read the text and couldn't believe my eyes. I squealed and jumped up and down on my bed in my big t shirt and fuzzy socks. I fell on my back smiling from ear to ear. I had to play it cool in case he was just asking me as a friend.
"I would love to, what should I wear?"
2 seconds later, Klay replied,
"Hmm I mean you can go dressy or casual, but I would probably wear a dress of some sort."
"Haha okay I'll do research." I said knowing that Klay knew nothing about the girl fashion side of things.
"Okay glad you can come!"
"Of course it's no problem. It'll be fun!" I said.
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It was the 13th and I had picked a dress that I fell in love with. Klay was coming to pick me up in a couple hours and I was so excited. A small part of me wanted Klay to look at me in awe when he saw me, I wanted to look like the most beautiful girl there standing next to him.
I sat in the bathroom doing my makeup and hair. I slid on my dress and looked in the mirror. Even I was impressed by how good I looked. I loosely curled my long black hair and put on fake lashes and red lipstick. I had on a tight knee length black lace dress with spaghetti straps that hugged my curves perfectly. I slipped on my tall black stilettos and wasn't worried about being taller than Klay (considering he was 6'7 and I was barely 5'4)
I heard my doorbell ring and quickly grabbed my clutch and opened the door to see Klay standing there in a perfectly fit tux with a black tie. He looked so handsome I'm sure I stared for a minute before snapping back into it.
I smiled, "Hi!!"
He gave me a blank stare, scanning me up and down with his eyes. I suddenly felt self conscious.
I nervously chuckled, "What?"
I saw his face snap back into it, "W-wow nothing, it's just..I mean.. You look.. gorgeous."
I blushed and smiled looking down.
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When we got there, there were so many celebrities there with their spouses I felt a little overwhelmed.
We stood on the red carpet for a while taking pictures together, he rested his hand on my lower waist and the closeness felt too good to be real.
