An important part of dating is communicating. We communicate by sharing our thoughts, ideas, and feelings.
we enjoy being with someone when we're having an easy time communicating or when we have a lot to talk about.
john bytheway
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The thought of going out on a date with Ben had me giddy and excited like a teenage schoolgirl being asked out by her crush. Although I found my reaction a bit annoying, Jen had no problem indulging in my giddiness and girly reaction. I did ask her why she hadn't been annoyed but her only reply was ''It's endearing and refreshing.''
I remember getting tears in my eyes and she'd only given me a soft smile as a reaction to my tears and had softly said ''I like to see you happy Ava, you deserve it'' while hugging me lovingly. After that, we'd walk across the store to the same coffee shop to devour the heavenly chocolate cake they offered and their delicious, heartwarming chamomile tea.
Ben had asked me on a date last week and if I say so myself, it had arrived way too early, early as in it was today and I was fussing over what to wear while Jen was sitting on my bed, scrolling through her phone, presumably on Instagram since she seemed to double tap on her screen every two seconds.
''Jen,'' I yell, throwing a velvet scarf at her, ''Can you help me? Instead of just sitting there?'' I finish, glaring at her from my wardrobe.
''Geez, okay, okay what do you need help with?'' she asks, holding her hands up as a sign of surrender.
''Okay, which one do you think I should wear?'' I ask her, holding two dresses that had never been worn by me. One was royal blue that was floor-length and slightly shimmery around the waist that had been gifted to me by my sister on my last birthday and the other was black, it was shouldered off with long sleeves and reached up to my knees, and had an intricate pattern.
She looked at the both of them giving each dress a once over and tapped her chin thoughtfully while inspecting the dresses. I was sweating out of my wits and was beyond nervous. ''Well...'' I urge her and she finally raises her eyes up to my face and starts looking at me without saying anything.
I could see her lips twitching from where I was standing, ''JEN! it's not funny.''
''Okay, okay, the black one.'' She grinned.
''You sure?''
''Yes, believe me when I say this, he'd be panting after you when he sees you in this dress, he'll be panting after you like a dog in heat,'' she exclaims with a smirk.
I shook my head, amused at the silly grin she was making. ''Okay, I'm believing you.''
''You should, because I'm right,'' she exclaimed with a smirk.
After an hour of playful banter and finding myself suitable shoes- which I found were pumps, because I wasn't the heels type of girl- I was ready and waiting for Ben to arrive. I'd called him in the middle of my fuss fest to ask him at what time he'd pick and he answered, ''At 8:30.''
It was close to the given time and Ben would be arriving soon and to say I was nervous was an understatement. I was sweating out of my skin and this was annoying Jen out incredibly because she had spent half an hour perfecting my makeup, which she said should be light because I was wearing a dark dress and that I looked better in natural and light makeup, so I just shrugged and nodded to whatever she was suggesting.
Now, according to her, her masterpiece was being ruined because I was sweating too much, which wasn't normal.
''Jen, I can't help it,'' I said, trying to defend myself.
''You can control it, just take deep breaths, he's gonna fall head over heels in love with you once he sees you and realizes how beautiful you are.''
I smiled at her and hugged her, ''I don't know what I would do without you.''
''You shouldn't worry about that,'' She said hugging me back, ''I'm gonna annoy you even when you grow tired of me.''
I pulled back a little and shook my head, ''That's never gonna happen.''
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Ben texted me telling me he was at my door. I gave myself a once over and Jen suddenly slapped my ass and said in a loud, boyish voice, ''Go get some tonight.''
I just shook my head- something I do a lot around her- and went to open the door. Ben looked as beautiful as ever in his blue shirt, perfectly complimenting his vibrant blue eyes and dark jeans that looked great. All in all, he looked absolutely delicious.
''You look great,'' We said at the same time and laughed.
''You look beautiful, Ava.'' He said, giving that smile that could melt the panties of girls and I swooned a little internally.
''You clean up good too,'' I said, smiling and linking his elbow that he pushed towards me and went to leave the house.
''I'll be back soon, Jen,'' I shouted at her.
''Don't, I'm perfectly content on my own.''
''I love you too.'' I laughed and finally went out of the house locking it behind me. I'd also given a spare key to Jen, In case, she wanted to go out.
Ben opened the door to his blue Porche and ushered me inside, closing the door behind me once I'd settled inside. He then went to his side so we could go to where he'd planned to take us. I didn't bother him by asking a question like; ''Where are we going?'' or ''Do you know where we are going?'' and sat comfortably in the car, letting him drive us to where he wanted. We made small talks on the way and I laughed at the silly stories Ben was making up to see me smile.
We arrived at a Thai restaurant in about 20 mins. We made our way inside after Ben gave his keys to the valet to park his car. A Thai waitress greeted us as soon as we entered and Ben told her that it was booked under his surname. She guided us to our table which was at the corner with a good view of the restaurant and had a window beside which showed an amazing view.
As soon as we were seated, I felt like someone was watching and I ignored it for a few seconds until it got to the point where it was irksome and I finally started to scan the area for the culprit. When my eyes met someone's intense gaze that I hadn't seen for quite a while.
Oh boy, I thought to myself, This is gonna turn out to be an eventful night.
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