Chapter 4: Smosh and Dinner

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Chapter 4: Smosh and Dinner

AMANDA'S POV

*One Week Later*

"Amanda, want to come with me? I have to go shoot a video for Smosh." Anthony said as I walked down the stairs.

"Sure." I said, slipping on my shoes and following him out the door. It was nice living with Anthony, he was nice. It felt great to have a house again.

We arrived at the house they used for vidos and got out of the car. We walked in to see their crew setting up. I stayed behind the scenes and laughed as they created their latest video. They even brought me in to say a line or two. I love my life now.

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Later that day, I was sitting in my room when Anthony came in.

"Hey." I smiled, putting my phone down.

"Hey, I have a question to ask you."

"Go ahead."

"I want to take you out to dinner tonight. Just you and me. What do you say?"

"Sure."

"Great, be ready by seven."

"Got it, see ya."

"See ya." He said and left the room. I grabbed a black dress and hurried into the bathroom, turning on the shower and jumping in. I quickly took my shower and got out,. drying myself off. I pulled on the black dress I had brought in with me and plug in my flat iron, turning it on.

While my flat iron heated up, I ran a brush through my hair and blow dryed it. Once I was done with that, I picked up the flat iron and quickly flat ironed my hair until it looked perfect. I grabbed my eyeliner and lined my eyes, adding a bit of mascara and black eyeshadow as well.

I hurried back into my room and slipped on my black heels, walking in front of my full length mirror and looking at myself. Okay, I admit, I had a bit of a crush on Anthony, but then again, who wouldn't when he took me into his home when I needed it the most.

I looked at the time and it was exactly seven, perfect. I heard a knock at the door and slightly laughed, walking over to the door. I opened it to see Anthony standing there. He had on a black button down shirt and black jeans.

"Ready to go?" I nodded and he held out his arm, my arm locking with his. We walked down the stairs and he grabbed his keys on the way out the door. He walked me out to the car and opened the door for me.

"Thank you." I giggled, sliding into the car. He closed the door and walked around to the driver's side, climbing in. He started up the car and pulled out of the driveway, driving down the street. We rode in silence all the way to the restraunt.

The restraunt was super huge and looked really fancy and expensive.

"Anthony, this looks really expensive." I said as we walked up to it.

"You deserve it." He smiled, resting his hand on my lower back. We walked in and he walked up to the host.

"Reservation for Padilla." Anthony said. The host looked down the list and nodded when he saw Anthony's name.

"Right this way." He said, grabibng two menus and leading us through the restraunt until we reached some stairs. We went up to find a single table, set for two with a candle in the middle. He put the menus down and left. Anthony pulled out my chair for me and I thanked him, sitting down. He pushed me in and went to go sit down.

We talked throughout dinner, surprisingly not running out of things to say. After we finished our food, Anthony payed and we walked out. He opened the car door for me again and I thanked him for what seemed like the millionth time that night, before getting in. We drove back home and he walked me up to my room.

"I had a great time Amanda." He said with a smile.

"Me too." I said. All of a sudden, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, placing his hand on my cheek. I kissed back, closing the gap in between us. He pulled away and brushed my hair out of my face.

"See you in the morning Amanda."

"You too." I said as I watched him walk down the hall to his room. I walked into my room and flopped onto my bed, a huge smile on my face.

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Listening to Love Story~ Taylor Swift

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