Date night

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Ugh. What the hell happened last night? I had been awake since 7am and it was currently 8am, I had been awake for an hour trying to figure out last nights events and put them in the right order. So far I had only remembered a boy at the restaurant where I was supposed to meet Charlie for dinner. I had forgotten the boys name and the only thing I remembered about him was his eyes.

I could also remember Charlie beating me up, I think it's safe to say that he's not my boyfriend anymore. Suddenly my phone began to buzz. I propped myself up using my arms, looked over to my bedside table and saw that I had 5 missed calls and 3 voicemails from an unknown number.

I picked up my phone and squinted due to my eyes still not being used to the light. I opened up my voicemail and began to listen through them all "hey Phil, it's me Dan, from the restaurant? Anyway I was just calling to see if you were ok, goodnight beautiful" it all came flooding back to me. Dan was the boy with lovely brown eyes who helped me at the restaurant and paid for my meal. He called me beautiful and I called him my prince.

I started to squeal with excitement, I had finally found someone who actually cared about me! I pressed on the next voicemail "Phil are you ok? Please tell me you're ok, my friend PJ told me about your boyfriend hitting you, I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you" I immediately felt a pang of guilt rush through my body, he must be so worried.

I tapped on the next voicemail and listened closely "god this is so stupid, why do I care so much about you? I've only know you for less than a day but it feels like I've known you forever, I'm sorry for bugging you, I promise it won't happen again" hell. No. I'm not letting my prince run away that easily.

I created a new contact for him and started to text him.

Phil☁️: I'm so sorry I didn't respond to your calls, I was so tired when I got home and I was pretty wasted and you definitely aren't bugging me!!!

I waited anxiously for about 5 minutes before he replied.

Dan☺️: it's ok and I'm glad I'm not bugging you, are you ok after your boyfriend hit you? I can always come round if you want

Phil☁️: I'm fine dan, honestly

Dan☺️: that's good, anyway I was wondering if maybe you would let me take you out on a proper date, so that we could get to know each other properly

Phil☁️: I'd love that! Also what emoji do u want next to your name?

Dan☺️: idk maybe the 💙 emoji?

Phil☁️: DONE

Dan💙: why did you use caps lock?

Phil☁️: because I'm excited

Dan💙: about what?

Phil☁️: about going on a date with you

Dan💙: stopp you're making me blush

Phil☁️: NEVER!

Dan💙: I love you already

Phil☁️: same here, I'll be right back, I just need to get cleaned up

Dan💙: ok, I'll talk to you later

He was too good to be true, I felt like I had just struck gold.

I crawled out of bed reluctantly and walked sluggishly to the bathroom, I really needed a shower. I smelled of wine and old Chinese food, plus my hair was greasier than a McDonald's Big Mac.

While I was having my shower all I could think about was Dan, I wonder what I should wear on our date? Maybe that one blue and white, polka dot shirt that I love, I guess it depends on where he takes me. What if when he meets me and actually gets to know me he realises he doesn't actually like me? What if I realise that I don't like him? I shuddered, that was a stupid idea. I sighed, oh well, I guess I'll just have to wait and see.