Lost... Without You

Chapter 8: Date Night

Before Brian had picked me up, I was extremely nervous.

Sitting in his car with him , driving to the restaurant, however, my nerves seemed to have taken steroids.

My heartbeat was erratic, and there were so many butterflies in my stomache.

"So, Amber, you didn't get to finish telling me about you." Brian glanced at me while driving and smiled.

I looked down. "Umm.. Well, like I said, I moved here from Colorado."

He laughed. "I knew that, tell me something I don't know. Like, your hobbies, likes, dislikes?"

I smiled. I already loved his laugh.

" Well, I love to sing, even though I'm not very good at it." I laughed a little.

"That's awesome. And I bet you are amazing." he smiled over at me again as he pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant.

He parked and shut off the car. I went for the door handle,

"Wait!" I jerked my hand back and looked at him, questioningly.

"Let me get it for you." Brian got out of the car and walked around to my side to open my door.

I blushed and stepped out.

"Thank you."

"No problem." he grinned.

We walked towards the entrance and he put his hand on my lower back, leading me.

As soon as he rested his hand, my stomache jumped and my throat tightened.

I don't know why I was freaking out. He wasn't going to hurt me..

Still, I had to remind myself to take deep breaths and calm down.

Brian noticed my change in mood and immediately removed his hand.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

I looked at him and smiled.

"No. Don't be sorry. It just startled me, is all."

Why did I have to be this way!? I'm so fucked up in my head, that I can't even go on a date with a great, gorgeous guy..

He hesitated, but then gave me a small smile in return.

He spoke to the hostess, and got our table.

The dinner was amazing. Brian is a very sweet guy. He also has many stories about life in a band.

"...and jimmy and I were completely drunk off our asses! I don't remember anything about that night, but apparently, I was lying on the floor, saying that you don't play guitar with your neck, but with your ass."

I don't think I have ever laughed so hard. All of the stories he told me were great. I can't even imagine being on a bus with five men...

The rest of the night went very well. He was such a gentleman when he needed to be.

We drove back to my house, still exchanging stories.

I told him about the time me and a couple of friends drove around all night one day, just screaming at people walking down the street.

I didn't tell many of my stories, because they paled in comparison to Brian's.

We finally got to my house and he pulled into the driveway.

He let me out of the car and we walked to my front door.

"I had a great time Amber." Brian smiled.

"I did too." I smiled in return.

I was about to say goodnight, when he suddenly leaned in and planted his lips on mine.

I froze.

I couldn't breathe.

My mind kept flashing back to that night.

I knew he could tell something was wrong.

He pulled away and tried to say something, but I turned and ran inside, saying nothing.

I ran upstairs to my room, choking back tears, and slammed my door.

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Here is chapter 8!!!!

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I'm really sorry that I haven't written anything in s long!!!

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