Pretty Little Liars Preferences

#25 First Date

Ezra: He knocks on your door, roses in hand with his face flushed. A smile plastered on his face, while you waltz down the stairs all dressed up for the evening. He stares at you with wide eyes, his mouth taking the shape of an 'o'. "You look beautiful." He whispers as he pulls you into him for a hello kiss on the cheek. Your cheeks flare up and you thank him quietly. He hands you the roses and your cheeks turn to match their dark red colour. You weren't usually this shy, no one has ever had an effect like this on you other than him before. He escorts you to the car, opening your door. Pulling up at a high end restaurant at the edge of town. The night is full of chatter and laughter. His laugh makes your heart skip a beat, his dashing smile, his voice, his movements even, he makes you go mad. The bill arrives and he pulls out his wallet, ignoring your protests. "Don't worry about it babe. It's on me." He flashes you a cheeky smile and your heart melts. You give in and let him pay for you. You're putty in his hands. He drives you home. You bid your final words of goodbye as he walks you to your door. Before you turn to leave, he spins you around and places his soft lips onto to yours, moving in perfect harmony with each other.He pulls away blushing like mad. "I'll see you on our second date Y/N." He smirks, running his hand through his hair. Your lips tug into a smile. "Yes you will." You peck his cheek before heading inside. You lean on the door, heart still racing from what took place on your doorstep. You run a hand through your hair. He's the one.

Caleb: The cold wind whips against your bare shoulders as you stand at the front gates, waiting. A puff of smoke is released as you sigh. As you turn to leave you hear him call your name repeatedly, begging you to stay. You look to see him doubled over, trying to catch his breath. "I'm - so sorry!" He says in between gasps. You fold your arms across your chest, raising an eyebrow at him, letting him know you're listening. " I'm so sorry I'm so late I truly am, please don't go." He pouts his lips slightly and you know you're a goner. You lips upturn into a smile as you reach for his hand. "Let's go."He smiles his precious smile and lazily drapes his arm around your waist, pulling you into him. "You're so cold." He whispers as he runs his hands over your bare arms. "I forgot my sweater, let's just go." You mumble." He unzips his sweater, draping it over your shoulders. "It's a bit big but it'll do." He smiles. "Don't you need it?" You question. "No, it looks cute on you anyways." You blush before he brings your body to his again. You walk around the fairground, exploring the booths and trying various foods and games. You walk around for awhile until Caleb halts to a stop in front of a game booth. "Caleb?" He grins at you cheekily. "What are you doing?" You rock on your heels as you wait for his answer. "I'm gonna win you a stuffed animal." You try to talk him out of it, but he just won't have it. "I want to win you a stuffed animal!" He pouts. "You're so cheesy." You giggle. He smirks triumphantly as he hands the clerk some cash. After a few tries and still no prize you decide to sit on a nearby bench and wait. You pull your knees to your chest and look at him. His tongue is poking out of his mouth slightly and his brows are furrowed together in a mix of frustration and concentration. He's too cute. You think to yourself as you let out a sigh. Not long after you sat down, he comes over you. He face is flushed and his cheeks are bright red. He hands you a small stuffed bear. "I couldn't get a big one." He mutters. You take the tiny bear out of his hands and cuddle it to your chest. "I love it." You say contently. His face lights up. "Really?" "Yeah. I really do. Thank you Caleb." You dust off your pants as you stand up. His smile seems to get bigger as you peck his cheek in thanks. He blushes slightly as he grabs your hand once again. Your eyes scan the fairground, looking for something to do when your eyes land on a cotton candy booth. You let out a little squeal! "Can we get cotton candy Caleb, please?" You give him a slightly less cute imitation of his puppy dog eyes and signature pout. He giggles. "Of course!" He says as he leads you to the booth. "One large cotton candy please." His smile evident on his features. "Does the colour matter sir?" You tug on his sleeve. "I like blue." You whisper. "Blue please!" You smile. You're handed a blue fluffy, cloud like ball of cotton candy. You smile like a young child. "Thanks Caleb." You say while tearing off a piece of cotton candy. He smiles at you with adoring eyes. "You're too cute." He stares into your eyes as he edges closer to you. His hands cup your face gently and bring your lips up to meet his. You feel his soft lips press against yours and you reach up to tangle your hands in his hair. His tongue slowly slides against your bottom lip, bringing you to back to reality. You pull away from him, your face flushing. He pouts. "Why'd you pull away?" ''We're kind of in public?" He smirks. "So?" You shake your head and grab onto his arm. "Let's go Caleb." He releases a low chuckle. "As you wish." He does a small bow and you giggle. He wraps his arms around your waist as he walks you home. His head is currently propped up on your shoulder. You feel his warm breath hit your neck. He nuzzles his head closer to your ear. "Oh and Y/N?" You look back at him. "Yeah?" "Your lips tasted like cotton candy." A goofy grin planted on his face. You look towards the ground. "Thanks, I guess.. Bye Caleb." You smile shyly. He quickly pecks your lips. "Bye Y/N." He whispers as you step inside your home.