Chapter Eighteen

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"Lilah, are you almost ready?" I groan as I finish tidying up my white button up shirt. 

"Just a minute! Almost done with my makeup... And... Done!" She exclaims as she walks out the bathroom door. 

She stands in the doorway of the bathroom and strikes a pose.

"So, how do I look?" She twirls in her dress.

"Like a star... No wait, better. A star that just so happens to be my girlfriend," I smile as she walks towards me and kisses my cheek.

"So? How do I look?" I tease.

"Like your typical 20 year old guy. But tonight he looks like a million bucks." She snickers.

"Very funny."

"I thought it was."

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah, let me just put my shoes on and we'll go." She sits down on the couch and puts her few inch heels on and stands up. She is almost taller than me.

"There is no way that you are gonna be taller than me at this dinner. Can you please put shorter heels on?" I pout.

She groans and heads back into the bedroom and comes out wearing flats.

"Better?" She questions.

"Much, now c'mon. We're gonna be late." I say and take her hand in mine.

"You're the reason we're gonna be late in the first place." She says in a mocking tone.

"See, now this is what got you in the problem the first place." I say and step into the car.

"Excuse me? What problem?" She looks confused.

"Of us taking the break, is what the problem was. You used the sass and I didn't like it. Lilah, please do not make this night about you or anything else. I love you and I don't want anything to happen to us again, understand?" 

She nods with a tear rolling down her cheek. I kiss the tear away and she smiles at me. 

We drive towards Olive Garden to meet with Calum, Abby, Michael, and Kathryn for dinner. I have to admit, I was pretty excited. Lilah and I haven't really done anything like this with anyone. We are that couple that doesn't really do much with other couples, so this is a change for us. 

We arrive at the restaurant and Calum was right, it does seem fancier than usual. I rush out of the car to help Lilah out of the car, like a gentleman. A surprised grin spreads across her face as she takes my hand. We walk into the restaurant hand in hand as we come across Calum and Abby waiting in an area for people to... uhh... wait.

"Hi guys." Calum says and gets up to hug us. "Lilah you look stunning, as always."

"Thank you." she smiles.

"Lilah!" Abby exclaims.

"Abby!" Lilah exclaims as well as they exchange hugs.

"You look absolutely gorgeous!" Abby says to her. "Are we the same size dress? Cos if so, I want to borrow that dress." She giggles.

"Thank you, and probably. I'll let you know." Lilah smiles.

A waitress leads us to our table as we take a seat and wait for Michael and Kathryn. They arrive promptly 30 minutes late, just as we are about to order our food. 

"So sorry we're late," Michael starts.

"We got stuck in traffic." Kathryn finishes.

We nod in understanding and they sit down, take a quick scan of the menu, and order some food.

"Kathryn and I would like to make a quick toast." Abby says while taking her glass and standing up with Kathryn.

"To Lilah and Ashton," Kathryn says.

"May they be forever and always." Abby smiles.

We all cheers and take a sip of our drinks. That was the first time someone has ever made a toast to us.

"That was unusual, yet nice of them." I whisper in Lilah's ear.

"It was." She whispers and smiles. She kisses my cheek and I can feel my cheeks get hot. 

The waitress arrives with our food and we begin to dine (I think I'm fancy). I place my hand on Lilah's thigh and squeeze gently. Her breath hitches in her throat.

"Everything alright, Lilah?" Abby asks her.

"Yeah, it's just that my ankle locked up and it really hurts." She says then looks over at me.

A smirk is plastered across my face in pure satisfaction that she is enjoying this. 

She barely gets through dinner because my hand continues to be in the same place and I squeeze her thigh once in a while. 

We finish dinner, thank everyone for having us, and head to the car to go home. 

She slams the car door once she's in and scolds me.

"What the fuck do you think you were doing back there in the restaurant?"

"What are you talking about?" I smirk.

"When you'd put your hand on my thigh and squeeze gently. You know how much I love that."

"Love what? This?" I say and place my hand on her upper thigh and gently squeeze. 

"You jerk. Just kiss me already." She says and pulls me to her to connect our lips.

"No, no, no. Not until we get home." I smirk and speed down the street to our house.

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Can you believe this has over 400 reads!? Craziness... Thank you all so much! Vote and comment! ~C. Styles

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