Since that first day

First Date

Camila's POV
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I'm watching Pretty Little Liars when my phone beeps, telling me I have a new message. It's from Shawn. I smile seeing his name on my screen.

Shawn😙: Hey Mila.

Me: Hey Shawny Boii❤

Shawn😙: Can I take you out tonight?💕

Me: Of course

Shawn😙: Ok. Be ready by 5.

Me: Ok. Love you Shawn

Shawn😙: Love you too

I set my phone down, smiling. I look at the time and it's already 3:25. Crap. I need to get ready. I FaceTime Lauren to get her opinion on my outfit. She answers right away. "Hey Camz. What's up?" She asks. "Hey Lolo. I need your help. I'm going  on a date with Shawn tonight and I want your opinion." I say. "Aahhh!" She screams. "He asked you on a date?!?!" I laugh at her enthusiasm. "Yes Lolo. You're gonna make me go deaf by the age of 20." I tell her, still laughing. "Sorry. Just excited for you." She says. "Ok. So what should I wear?" I ask her.

After half an hour of arguing, we decide on a blue crop top, a high waisted skirt and black high tops. Then, we decide that I should leave my naturally wavy hair down. I do a little bit of makeup, going for the natural look. By the time I've finished, it's already 4:50. I hang up on Lauren and wait for Shawn to get here. When I hear a knock on the door, I turn off all the lights and grab my house keys before opening the door, revealing Shawn. He looks good. He's wearing a blue short and black jeans with a pair of vans. "Ready?" He asks me. "Yeah, of course." I tell him.

Shawn pulls up to my favorite restaurant, Olive Garden. "Aaaah." I squeal. He just smiles and grabs my hand, leading me inside. The waitress takes us to our table and we order our drinks. She comes back with our drinks asking if we are ready to order. I order Fettuccine Alfredo while Shawn decides on Mac and Cheese.
         
      20 minutes later, the waitress returns with our food.

Shawn's POV ~~~~~~~~~~
Damn, she's so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?  "Take a picture, it'll last longer. "She says, snapping me out of my thoughts. "What?" I ask. "You were staring again." She tells me. "Oh. Sorry. I just can't get over how beautiful you are. I mean, how did I get so lucky?" I ask. She blushes profusely, then says, "I don't know what you're talking about.  I'm the lucky one." "No. And if you keep arguing with me, I'll.... TICKLE YOU." I say, laughing. "Fine. I'll shut up." She mumbles.

When we've both finished our food we pay and I take her home. I get out and open her door, being the gentleman I am. On her doorstep, she kisses me good night. "Thank you for tonight Shawn. I love you." She says. I smile and go home. "I love you too, Mila."