Chapter 10 already?! It's only been a week. What? Well I clearly have free time on my hands lol. Quick question...have you guys read Izanami? I have and I cried about 829384 times. Ok I might be exaggerating but seriously don't read it. I was told not to read it but of course (knowing me) I did. But if you would like to torture yourself, then go ahead and read it. Ok enjoy guys!
Hannah's Pov
I got home and Grace is sitting on the couch asleep.
God she's so cute.
I walk over to her and whisper her name.
"Channing Tatum wut." She says while waking up.
"Wow good morning to you too. Perks of dating a straight girl!" I say.
"Oh shut up!" She laughs.
"Why we're you sleepy Grace?" I ask.
"I don't know. I didn't get much sleep last night." She replies.
"Oh...Why?" I ask.
"Eh I don't know I was just thinking." She says.
I decide not to push it because she would've told me by now if she wanted to.
I settle on "oh ok."
"Grace?" I ask.
"Yeah babe?" She says.
"Would you maybe like to go out with me tonight? I ask nervously.
Even though we're dating, we haven't been out on a date yet.
She gasps.
"Oh dear. Hannah Hart are you asking me out on a date?" She smirks.
".....maybe." I say.
"You're so cute. Of course I will! Where to?" She asks.
"Not sure. How about a bar?" I ask.
"Perfect. I'll go get ready! Wanna help me pick something out to wear?" She asks.
"Sure but not sure how much of a help I'll be." I say.
She tries on 3 dresses and I tell her that they all look stunning.
"Ugh come on Hannah. Which one?" She asks annoyed.
"I can't! You look beautiful in all of them! How about the black one?" I suggest.
"Ok! I was thinking that one too." She says.
"Oh I almost forgot! Hair curly or straight?" She asks.
"Hmmmm....curly." I say.
"Ok." She says while walking into the bathroom to do her makeup.
She cares so much about her appearance. I guess that's not a bad thing but she's beautiful without all that extra makeup.
Grace walks out of the bathroom.
"Babe? I'm ready are you?" She asks.
"Yeah one sec." I say.
Grace walks out of the bedroom and I stare at her in shock.
Those legs though. Whoa.
"Hannah? What? Is there something on my dress?" She asks looking down at her dress.
"Uh.....no. You're just stunning. How could a girl like you like a girl like me?" I ask.
She blushes.
"Why thank you. The real question is, how could a girl like you like a girl like me?" She giggles.
"Let's just go." I say.
We arrive at the bar and I walk in confident because I have the most wonderful girl on my arm.
