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34. The date.

Caitlyn's POV.

"You'll see."

That was the last words he said and since then, he didn't say anything during this ride. I lean my head to the window and looked at the dark night sky. That two words keep on echoing in to my eardrums. He didn't even give me any hint. Why do he always wanna surprise me?

"We're here," A raspy voice interrupted my thoughts. I turn my gaze towards him and I flinched as I saw his face, so close to mine. My eyes darted to his blue ones, he licked and bite his lower lip as he run his palm in to my cheeks.

"Uh.. I thought we're here," I cut his movements not because I don't want his caress and kiss, just because I'm totally hungry. I haven't eaten since afternoon, duh? He pressed his eyes shut and took a deep breath.

"Yeah," He nodded his head.

Once we got inside, I notice that it was an Italian Restaurant. Niall talked to the waiter and I was just standing there, looking around. It was kinda dark and the only light was the hanging chandeliers. And I notice that, there's no costumer. Hm, what's up? Maybe the food here is bad?

We already took our seat and both order our food, I ordered spaghetti bolognes while Niall ordered chicken carbonara and pizza. We're here for half an hour and there's no people coming. Maybe.. oh my gosh.

I looked at him and he's holding up his phone and endlessly scrolling. "Niall?!" I half yelled as I stared at him and my eyes lightly widened.

"What? Shit, you scared the fuck outta me." He lightly jump from his chair, and put his device gently on the the table.

"Is the food here is bad?"

"Hey, this is my second favorite restaurant! Why would I bring you here if the food here tastes like shit?" He laughed and grabbed his phone and slide to his pocket.

"Then why's there no people coming?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know." He shrugged his shoulders same with his eyebrows and pout his lips.

"Ni, you rent this resto. Are you?"

"Babe, what are you talkin-"

"I will asked the waiter or some staffs here."

"Fine, fine. You win." He finally gave in and put his hands up in the air, surrendering.

"What?! You seriously rent this resto? This is so expensive! Niall, oh my God. You shouldn't have done that! Please don't blew up your money just because of me."

"Money is nothing, okay? It's just a piece of shit and money wasn't enough to buy everything. I don't care if I paid to much for this resto, at least we're having our moment here. We're making memory, and like I said, I will do everything and anything just for you. But, can you please promise me one thing?"

"What is it?"

"On valentines, I'll be happy if you'll blow up my di-"

"Niall!" I slightly stand up from my chair and spat his arm. What kind of shit came up inside his head? I sat again and felt my cheeks flushed red. I stared at the table for a moment and he couldn't stop from laughing.

"That was a joke, okay?" He reached up for my hand once he was done laughing. I just nodded my head and felt my cheeks became more redder. I can't imagine myself having a sex with him. It's.. foreign and weird.

Niall's POV.

I joke about the 'blow up' thing and she quickly blushes like a tomato. She got what I mean to say. I know we're young and only together for one month, I don't wanna rush things though. When Barbara and I were still together, we make out a lot but sex? It doesn't cross up in my mind. Love is not all about sex, it's about staying by your side through your weakness, sucess, dark side and everything. And sex is not I want from Cait, her everything is all I want.