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seventeen ~ wyatt

I've never waken up happier than I did this morning. In exactly 12 hours I will be on my first real date with London Herring. She makes me feel like no one ever has, like she actually wants me for more than a night. Like she wants me for real reasons. 

"Excited for tonight?" Jaeden says when I walk into school and meet him at the front door. 

"Very." I say slowly, trying not to get anxious. Having a real crush may make me softer, but I'm not losing the rest of my bad boy reputation. I used to be known in this school for being tough and fucking girls, now I'll be known for being touch and being London's boyfriend. And I'm perfectly okay with that... more than okay.

All I think about during classes is tonight. What I'll be wearing, what she'll be wearing, what we will talk about. I've never been on a date before, unless flirting with a girl before hooking up with her at a party counts. But I'm glad I'm going on one, and I'm glad it's with London. 

Before I know it I'm sitting outside with the guys at lunch, and I'm trying to remember if London have ever mentioned my smoking. "I know you're in the honeymoon faze and you just want to make her happy, but you can't let her control you." Finn says when he realized my hand hesitating to pull out my pack of cigarettes.

"She isn't controlling me, I don't even think she's mentioned it before." I pull out a cigarette, thinking it will help me calm down anyway. I'm so nervous I've been shaking all day, and I just don't wan too ruin tonight. I don't want to ruin my chance with her. 7 hours left. 

The guys and I smoke and eat, and I can barely focus on the conversation. When I do tune in, I hear the boys talking about a party. "It's gonna be one of the best of the year, Wyatt. You have to stop by after the date." Jack sys through bites of his sandwich that's so stuffed with food it barely fits in his mouth. Which is saying a lot because he has one hell of a big mouth.

"If it goes how I'm hoping, there won't be an 'after the date' till the morning." It comes out a lot douchier than planned. That happens sometimes, genuine stuff sounds like dick stuff. The guys get it though, at least I hope they do.

"Ok, then come before. It starts at 6, just stay for 40 minutes then run off to London." Jack pushes. 

I start to shake my head, but Finn prevents me, "You're so stressed over this, Wy. You don't even need to drink. It would be a better way to prepare for the date then freaking out over your hair in your room." 

He has a point, and I think about how I've never ever missed a party, so I say ok. I won't even drink, won't do anything risky. I want to be sober for London, I want to really be there for her. I want to be perfect for her. 

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After school I went home to put on my date outfit, which I probably put way to much thought into. The restaurant we are going to is pretty fancy, and I know London will take any chance she gets to dress up. I put on good jeans and a nice button down, being the most dressy outfit I'm also willing to wear to a party. The plan is I meet the guys at the party, stay for half an hour, then get to the restaurant before 7 because I want to be there before her. I'm riding my bike, because I can't handle one of the boys brother's driving me and messing up the timing. I left a red rose on the bike seat, knowing it's London's favorite flower. Tonight will be perfect, I know it. 

"Thank god you're here. The party has been going on for ten minutes and Jack has already lost a game of beer pong." Jaeden says when he sees me. "And you look great, London will love you."

"Thanks, and direct me to Jack I'll save him." I get led to the ping pong table, where I then bring Jack to the kitchen to get water. "Remember, Ellie hates it when you're crazy drunk." I say to him.

"Ellie isn't coming tonight, we're in a fight." He huffs, pushing away the water I gave him. "She thought she saw me flirting with Sophia and got all pissed."

"Were you flirting with Sophia?" I ask.

"Maybe, I'm too drunk to remember." Well, there's no getting him back now.

"If drinking will fix your broken heart, I'm not gonna stop you. Just know you'll feel like double shit tomorrow, hungover and heartbroken is never a good combination." I get out of his way from the drinks. He pours two cups of some cheap vodka that was in the back, and passes me one. 

"London first fucked you when you were drunk, remember." He chugs his, and forces the other cup in my hand.

"I'm staying sober tonight." I remind him. He just rolls his eyes and tries to push the cup to my lips. He doesn't stop, and in fear of him spilling it on my shirt I take a sip. It hurts like hell going down, but a hell that reminds me of home.

"See, you needed that." Jack winks then zooms off back to the ping pong table room. I look around and don't see anyone I know anywhere. No Jae, no Finn. So I take another sip. I'm heading into uncharted territory tonight, might as well feel a little at home.