Crazy About You

Chapter 9: ITS NOT A DATE!!!

I have a date... With Travis Woods... No, its not a date. Just a friendly get together with the player of the school, where he will probably not stick to his word and flirt with me the entire time. No big deal...

"Its totally a date." Gwen tells me, after my internal rant. We have been talking for hours and an outside force is telling me to accept its a date, but it seems my head won't listen because I purposely got Gwen, the most enthusiastic and flirty person I know to give me dating advice. You know. If it WERE a date. But its not.

Mistakes were made.

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Its my unofficial date night and I am scrambling to prepare. I decided to wear a comfy maroon sweater, with black sweatpants and brown designer boots. I realize my hands are shaking a mile a minute (excitement? fear?) and fail to put on mascara 3 times until I get it right. There. Perfect.

I walk out my room with a sober expression on my face, and head to the door, where, my "date" is already waiting for me. His bored face turns into a cheeky grin when he looks at me. Like all the darkness in the world turned to light. "Ready?" He asks. Instead of answering I grunt and get in the passenger side of the car. His breath catches in his throat when he eyes me up and down. A small blush catches fire to his face. "Quit eye-raping me." I say with a small smirk. His blush turns a furious red and he mumbles out something I could not understand.

"What?" I say with a slight hint of annoyance in my voice. He is SO checking me out. But I can't feel special. He must does this to all the girls. Right?

"You just look nice..." He says almost as if he was out of breath. He catches his statement and goes back to the infuriating flirting. "So you decided you wanted me huh?" His eyes flash with amusement and I quickly shut him down.

"In your dreams, ass." 

"You are in my dreams." I probably should not have, but the blush that was on his face creeps to mine. I hate it. I hate him. I am just doing this because he helped me. He just seduces and bangs women. And if I ever do it, which I won't he would just throw me away after.

Quickly I change the subject. "So where are we going?"

"I was thinking movies."

"Fine." I huff. Its not like I dislike the movie theater, I just dislike my situation. 

The drive is a short one and about 10 minutes later we are in front of our small, town theater. There were 2 movies playing, an rom com and an action film and we both agree an action film is best. We buy are tickets and are finally sat down in the theater. The movies okay. Action is not an appropriate word for it though, its kinda boring. So boring a feel a weight on my shoulder. I turn my head to see Travis, fallen asleep on me. 

He was really handsome. The lighting improved his features and his expression was a relaxing calm. His face, perfectly proportional and his strong muscular jaw line pulled it together.

I can't believe I think like this. But I can't stop.

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The movie ends about an hour after he falls asleep on me. I gently pull away, and nudge him to wake up. "Travis." I say hoping not to disturb anyone else.

"Travis." I say it a little louder. He stirs and finally opens his eyes. 

"Morning sunshine. I could get used to waking up like this." He waggles his eyebrows.

"You just woke up and your already flirting." I say with amusement.

"Is it working?"

"No!"

Yes.

He gets up out of his seat and grabs my hand and slowly drags me away to his truck. I plop in the seat next to him as he starts his engine and pulls out. "Sorry for falling asleep." He says bashfully. I never thought I would see the day Travis Woods apologized none the less to me.

"Its no big deal. The movie was boring anyways."

"Maybe the rom com would have been better." He says with a smirk. "We could have been one of those couples who make out during every mushy scene." 

I wish. NO I DON'T! God, why are emotions so confusing?

"Never with you." I say flatly. An instance of hurt passes along his face as his eyes meet mine. He regains composure. 

"You will be mine." He whispers so quietly I strain to hear him. After that we just drive away in silence.

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I tried to add a some what romantic scene with him still being denied. What did you think?

I love you all! Thanks for reading! 

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