Sorry, I Don't Date Singers.

Moment Like This

Chapter 11:

I walked back into my room and opened the closet, switching on the light I blew raspberries at my clothes choices.

"Ugh, effort." I groaned.

I ended up picking out a black body con skirt with my white graphic tank top tucked into it, I really didn't feel like heels so I ended up wearing a pair of black strappy sandals.

I walked out of the closet, taking my phone off the charger I told Justin he could come get me now. I wasn't completely ready but he lived half an hour away so I would be by the time he got here.

I opened Spotify and put on The Script, walking into the bathroom I turned my hair curler on. I got a lot of compliments when I curled my hair, but it took a good twenty minutes and could be very frustrating, so I didn't do it often. I finished in record time though and applied a light, natural smokey eye shadow.

I grabbed my black leather jacket and tucked my phone into the side of my skirt, and walked out of my room as I saw headlights coming up the drive. I quickly and quietly made my way down the stairs, grabbing my keys off our key rack and out the door.

Justin was leaning next to his black chevy silverado with my door held open. He smiled when he saw me running up to him. I jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and squeezing him. I held his cheeks as his arms wrapped around me to keep me in place.

"You are the most beautiful thing God has ever put on this planet." He whispered to me, his bright hazel eyes showing off their colors under the shinning moon light.

I smirked, "Flattery will get you no where, except inside my pants."

"So since I held the door open for you, I get to touch your perfect ass?" He cocked and eyebrow.

I laughed and rolled my eyes, "Such a gentlemen I was paired with."

He set me down in the seat of his truck, "You're stuck with me now, Love."

He winked as he shut the door of the truck, "I wouldn't have it any other way." I whispered.

He jumped in the slightly lifted truck, started the engine, and put his iPod on the Beastie Boys. We had been driving for a few minutes when I realized I didn't even know where we were going.

"Where are we going anyway?" I asked him.

"First we are going to stop by the liquor store and get whatever you and I want, then the rest is for me to know and you to find out." He smiled, still looking at the road ahead of him.

"I hate surprises." I mumbled.

"Not entirely true, you hate bad surprises, which means you think mine is going to be bad." He put a hand to his heart, "I'm hurt at your lack of faith me, baby."

"Oh hush, you know you're full of crap. What liquor store are we going to?"

"BevMo."

"That place is like the Costco for alcohol." I smiled.

"My princess gets only the best." He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

Soon we made our way into BevMo, it was later but there were still quite a few people milling around.

"I'll meet you back here in fifteen minutes. Get whatever you want okay?"

I nodded. He leaned down to kiss me, I gladly returned the favor, it was a quick, sweet kiss.

I started walking around the huge warehouse of alcohol, trying to see if I could recognize any American drinks I liked. I ended up wandering all the way to the back of the store nearly before I found something I loved. Coconut lime margaritas.