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12. Panic Attacks And Double Dates

12. Panic Attacks And Double Dates

"Okay," I smiled.

He ran up to me and gave me a hug. I hugged him back and he spun me around. As he set me down, I felt eyes boring into my back. I turn around and I see Jake and Demi trying to spy.

Keyword: Trying.

"I see you two loons!" I giggled. Demi squealed and hauled ass upstairs, along with Jake. But, still, I felt eyes. I looked around and the stare got more intense. Where is it coming from?! I started to sweat and hyperventilate. I started to fall but thank goodness for Kevin holding me up.

"Babe, stay awake! Don't close your eyes! Keep them open! Don't do this, Noah. Noah... please?" His face started to blur, he laid me on the floor gently. I sat up and sat on the island with my knees against my chest.

"Breath. In, out. In, out. In, out." Demi guided me. I was having a panic attack. I haven't had one for years, nine years to be exact. Last time I had a panic attack was when they all left me.

After I recovered from my attack, Kevin asked me something. "Do you want me to take you out on another date? I mean, you don't have to. I'll stay here for as long as you need me for. Well, if you need me. You don't have to need m-" I put my finger on his lips and giggled, softly.

"I'm fine. I still would like to go out with you, Kevin." I looked him directly in his bright eyes.

"I love your eyes." We whispered in unison. We both laughed at each other.

"Can you help me up?" I asked him. "Sure."

"Thank you," I smiled gratefully at him.

"Now, out. Shoo! I need to get ready." I laughed. He laughed too and left. Demi walked in a few seconds after he left.

"Double date!" She screamed. We both squealed like pigs and jumped up and down.

I ran to my closet and picked out a floral print dress with a pair of cream based wrapped heels. A pair of dangling earrings with hints of gold in them, some pink and cream bracelets, and a pale pink clutch.

I told Demi to go in the closet and pick out an outfit, while I got in the shower. I turned the water on, stripped naked, and hopped in. I immediately started to wash my hair with my new shampoo and conditioner. I rinsed it out and hopped out the shower. I dried off and put the towel around my body and walked out to see Demi finish picking out her outfit.

She hurried into the bathroom and I heard the shower head turn on. I hurried and picked out my undergarments, slipped them on and walked over to the bed where my outfit was.

I slipped on my dress and jewelry. I blow dried my hair and Demi came out the bathroom with her outfit and her jewelry on. Her hair was blow dried too. She straightened it and put it in a side fishtail braid.

Her outfit consisted of a tight cropped floral top with a short black pencil skirt. She wore a cream-colored blazer with a pair of tied peep-toe cream heels, with an obsidian colored pair of studs along with a necklace that resembled bows on them.

I simply put my hair up in a simple waterfall braid with my naturally curly hair falling down my back in waves. We both slipped on our heels and walked out the room dressed, phones in hands and all pumped out. We walked down the stairs to see the boys at the table joking and laughing. Jake looked up and stopped laughing once he saw Demi. Kevin turned around and stopped laughing. He froze and tried to stand up out of his chair, but failed and fell. He quickly got up and smiled nervously. We laughed at him and I helped him up.

"You look gorgeous." He breathlessly explained.

"Thank you. Not too bad yourself." I smiled. He was wearing a navy long sleeve button up shirt with light blue jeans and a pair of black dress shoes. Jake was wearing a short sleeve white button up shirt with red jeans and black and red sneakers.

We rode in Kevin's black Range Rover. I swear he has like two hundred cars. Just kidding, I know he has two cars. I would have to leave my beautiful black and white Camaro at home. But, as long as I'm with my other baby it's fine.

Kevin brought us to a restaurant called, Vitallie's. Another french restaurant.

It's a french eatery with their most famous dish, spaghetti and meatballs. It is absolutely amazing the way they put on the spices, the lemon zest, and the meatballs are divine.

We all got out of the car and headed in.

"Table for four, Yorkk." He told the waitress. To me, the waitress looked pretty shady.

"I know what you're thinking. He does seem shady." Demi whispered in my ear. I nodded frantically.

He would just stare at me and Demi. We shifted uncomfortably in our heels, while he continued his creep fest. "Right this way." He escorted us to our table. As we sat down, he ran his hands down mine and Demi's back.

"Dude, don't touch us!" Me and Demi said in unison. He looked surprised by our outburst. "Whatever do you mean?" He acted innocent. I looked at Kevin and noticed he was giving the waiter a death stare along with Jake.

"Don't touch our girlfriends," Kevin said wrapping his hands around my waist. Jake took Demi and put her behind him in a protective way. Aww, cute. Wait, PEDO IN FRONT OF ME! FOCUS!

"I'm sorry, sirs." He looked at Kevin and Jake. Demi and I sat in a booth next to our dates. The pedo guy came back and said something that will haunt me for the rest of the night.

"Hi, I'm Richard. Your waiter for the night..."

"Actually, we would like another waiter or waitress," Jake said. We all agreed and he winked at Demi and me then disappeared. A girl came and looked up and noticed Kevin and Jake first.

"Well, hello. My name is Mandie and I'll be your delicious waitress." Kevin glared at her and said he wanted a blue-raspberry timber.

"I'll have a sex-on-the-beach," Jake said, while winking at Demi. She blushed and ordered a strawberry lemonade while I ordered the same thing.

I looked up and saw Mandie Ibsen. "Mandie! Hey, how ya doin'?" I giggled once I realized, she was supposed to be rich. Was she lying all this time?

Dinner was nice, we had no distractions and we mainly focused on each other. We made it back home, well my house, the guys decided to spend the night. With my permission, of course.

We set up my movie room and put down two air mattresses, four bowls of snacks, two blankets, and eighteen pillows. Yes, eighteen pillows. I like my pillows. We decided on watching Wreck-It-Ralph. Kevin and I cuddled up with nine pillows and watched the movie.

This moment is perfect.

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